From the Heart
It’s hidden from the thinking mind,
in a place that’s so far out of reach.
Hidden away beyond all chatter,
in silence behind mundane speech.
It’s not hidden from a true seeker,
though never reached with words.
In realms of clarity and vision,
in vastness of being we’re heard.
In discovering authenticity,
not in temples built by our minds.
We climb up the steps to divinity,
with falseness left far behind.
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Life isn’t always clear, sometimes we have to feel the way, delving deep to find the answers. Our basic senses, what we see, feel or hear are not always enough, we have to connect with a universal energy and understanding in order to find ourselves. The mind does not have all the answers, the roads through the mind are made of man. The pathways of the soul connect to a universal knowledge that will, if we seek, will show us the way.
~ Liza
Being true to ourselves and honest with those around us can be difficult. It is hard to lay ourselves bare, open up and show our vulnerabilities. But to remain closed to the opportunity of growth and discovery in living only by the ideals of others, is to live only through the eyes of others.
~ Liza
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If we stop and take a good look at ourselves, peal back those layers like the petals of a flower, we will find the true self. The self that is at the heart of each of us, that which is full of love and forgiveness, that which does not judge and simply knows us in truth. Think about those layers, can you allow any of them to fall away, can you find your heart centre?
~ Liza
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The reflection in the water shows us only what we wish to see. We see with our eyes and mind only what we allow ourselves to see, everything else we hide. To look outside of ourselves in honesty, we need to do so without fear or ego and accept that everything will become clear to us at the right time.
~ Liza
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It could be said it’s easier to be true to yourself when you don’t have much in life. Your not concerned with loss of wealth because you have little to loose, nor are you concerned with reputation because nobody really notices or knows you.
When you can just be yourself with little regard for material objects or social expectations, I think that might be as close to truly authentic as a person can get. Living as true to ourselves as possible without being swayed by others or the demands of society, maybe that’s when we find the answers.
It’s a funny thing, that when we let go of the rules, live in truth and love, we naturally draw people to us for the right reasons. They draw closer because of their interest, because they want some of this love, they want to understand it and reach a place of happiness and contentment too. People are funny creatures, they continue to want what they don’t have, not realising not having is often the path for which they are searching.
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That which is true will sit well in our hearts. Our duty is to find our own truth, be our own teachers and reach our own conclusions. The heart will always open to what it believes to be true.
~ Liza
Lizalizaskysaregrey ©2016
There is something present inside me,
that cannot be falsified.
I do admit as my younger self ,
I pushed it right down inside.
What was inside kept hidden away,
I would never let come out.
Eventually giving into it,
on realising what life was about.
I’m open now,
I can’t help myself, I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Those who know say I always was,
the toughness make-believe.
I can’t keep it in if I’m feeling it,
to do so would just be to deny.
Before I know it’s out of my mouth,
I sometimes ask myself why.
In writing I’m told I’m vulnerable,
in showing myself to you.
But what the point of writing,
if your saying what’s not true.
I talk of love, the purpose of life,
of what it means to me.
In my writing I show honesty,
it’s what I want you to see.
She walked down the cobbled pathway towards toward her childhood home, she hadn’t been back in years and yet it looked just the same. The shiny cobbles the rain had washed and shined for her arrival, the blossom floating between the cobbles, knocked from the tree in the shower sparked memories of days gone by. A rainbow appeared to arch the ally down the hill to the small house where she had been brought up. Didn’t that signify a pot of gold, she certainly hoped so.
She was looking for herself, she was in search of what was constant inside of her, what was true. She had changed so much since she left the village, travelled the world and met so many people she felt that she had been moulded into something else completely. She wanted to find her essence in all the confusion of life and had felt a pull to return to where it began if she were ever to find the truth.
She wanted to find what was real, not just thought, fear or judgement but real and constant. She knew she had to come back to the village, experience the peace of the place and still her mind. She took a deep breath and slowly let it leave her body as she took a step closer to the house at the end of the lane.
Her therapist had asked her what in her life was constant and she hadn’t been able to answer. She thought it was something about who she really was and might be discovered in returning to where she had come from at the very beginning of her life. The place she had felt safe in, the place in which she had been allowed to be her natural and authentic self.
Now she knew she had to let go of yesterday and the city, let all the thoughts go past. Accept and let them pass, she did’t want to dwell on them, she didn’t want to loose track of why she was here. She looked down at her feet, connecting to the earth and step by step moved closer to home.
The gate still hung from the rickety post, she lifted the latch and pushed it open stepping onto the path. Flowers framed the pathway to the front door, smiling up at her as she passed them, welcoming her home. The door was still green, a slightly deeper shade but green non the less. She put her hand on the brass handle, feeling the warmth of the metal in her palm. She took another deep breath, opened the door and stepped through.
She was in the parlour, it was exactly how she had remembered although she didn’t want to think she wanted to still her mind. The same old comfy chair was in the middle of the room and she stepped towards it and sat, hands open on her lap. Her mind was still and her heart was open as she sat there waiting, watching and listening. She saw herself sitting, she watched as thoughts passed by in trickles, she let them go, detaching herself from anything outside of herself. For the first time in a long time she felt at one with herself, she wasn’t watching herself anymore she was connected to her true self, her essence. She felt love and realised she was love, love was all there was, love was her constant. She was at one with the watcher inside, the self that accepted without judgment, she was home.
A breeze blew through her hair and she opened her eyes from her meditation and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She uncrossed her legs and stretched up with her arms, it was always good to go home and get away from the city.
Every one is looking for a someone to point them in the right direction, right? We all know there is something more out there or something deep inside of each of us, available but just out of our grasp. If only we could find the way, become enlightened, awaken, reach nirvana, perfect ourselves and win the ultimate prize.
Spirituality is a big and booming industry, with new pathways created daily by gurus who promise big answers. Each and every one of these, has the right answer and at a cost but what is money when enlightenment awaits?
Why the search, why are so many of us desperately seeking the truth? Will it will make everything good in our lives, just maybe we won’t have to come back and do it all again if we get the answers right this time! Maybe we want to find a connection to those that have passed, there are probably million and one reasons, which are different for each of us. One of the main reasons for this search, I think, is fear, belief that there is something else that we are missing and fear that missing this will leave us incomplete. Fear that there isn’t really anything else and a deep hope that there is.
I think the reason these spiritual models and pathways have so many followers is because people feel they get more from the trappings of a group, ritual in community is powerful. Iconography is also important because people find it easier to believe if surrounded by icons of belief, crystals, crosses, Buddhas and the like, something to worship and hold on to.
I believe the best person out there to assist us with our pathway here is our own true authentic selves. No one else in the universe has the key to our own inner workings or understanding of our souls experience than what we have ourselves. We and only we hold this key, and this key will only turn for us. I feel we have to reach a place where we connect with pure love, where we find ourselves to be pure love, but thats only my own feeling, I am still on my journey here and have a lot still to discover.
What I do know, I’m not sure how, but I know only we, truly understand our paths here, even if forgotten for the moment or buried deep in our subconscious, I think it is our fundamental task in life to realise the purpose of our stay.
I also feel that in order to grow we need to ask questions and explore what comes up. If we have aspirations to connect with anything higher, it is essential to talk with like minded people here, have philosophical discussions and search for what feels right. Talk to spirt, talk to our higher selves and talk to the trees if they really help us find the answers. To grow here we need to find our own truth, question and build upon that truth until we meet our own understanding.
I don’t want to fit in with any particular teaching and don’t believe it’s right for me, I want to learn about them all and take from them what feels right. I suppose I could be described as eclectic in my beliefs and that feels right for now, others may feel safer connected with a group. I don’t think any of us have the answers, the puzzle would be solved if we did, and therefore the purpose of our stay here met.
Faith should be redefined, faith is moving, living and acting to what we know to be true, allowing for change and being open to new ideas. Seek inwardly, though meditation, through connection with nature, through whatever assists. Seek outwardly, keep our eyes open, listen and open up to fresh ideas.
I believe we are all spirit, all souls and have always been this way. We live here now in our earthly bodies but we can, if we look find our true selves. We could start by looking at ourselves, looking in the mirror, looking deep into our own eyes and beyond and asking ourselves if we are acting as best we can, surely thats the purpose. Do we act on a daily basis as the spiritual people we want to be, do we follow our own calling.
Lastly live the fullness of life that we can on earth and enjoy the journey, while watching and waiting, but not by being to busy searching for the destination that we miss the beautiful moments of each day.
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