Category Archives: Conversations

Closed Eyes

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When I look 
When I listen
 I close my eyes

I feel

It is here
It is behind me

Beside me

Inside me

It is whispering
“Listen with your mind”

Ears can not hear
The hauntingly soft sound
The whisper which rings in my mind
Echoing louder than thought

“Listen with your heart”
“…hear my call,
I am here.
Look for me with closed eyes”

“Find me,
I am here
In the eye of the mind
With the voice of your soul”

It never left…
Life is different with the knowledge
Passes by on a contrastive journey

Between ignorance and understanding

What the implications are for choosing to listen…

Are yet to be learned, simply live and listen…

Do not experience pain
Do not yearn for the past

The past is a trick of desire
Desire is the trick of the mind
The mind is the trick of time
Time is the trick of space
Space is infinite as is life

Experience life with semi closed eyes and an open soul
Experience the soul with an unyielding grasp

When I think of it
I feel sorrow partly for it
I feel sorrow and pain for myself

To want more time with it
Is that wrong?

Now I wait with closed eyes, for that is the only place I will feel it
Behind closed eyes is where I can hear it
Behind closed eyes I can see it, in my infinite mind

For eternity…

Can you feel it? Do you know what it is?

Infinite

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Life is a road, our futures foretold

In a mirror we peak, our destiny we seek

What we call our journey is perhaps an adventure

Life is the vision, forever an endeavor

The distance seems long, at times the timing seems wrong

For our life is written on pages not given

In the book only He reads
In the library only He seeds

For God grants us life
For God grants us strife

We make it and take it
We break and forsake it

We sow it
We grow it

If only we know it

What have you but a Journey?
What have you but one life?

What say you today?

The one who says this is all?

What say you today?

The one who claims to know the meaning of the fall?

Our Journeys will unfold
Our lives will come to One

And in that time
We shall see

And in that time

All shall be

We live but one Life…
That one life universal
That one Life is but one…

What is one?

One is alone

One if Infinite

Do you know who I am?

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I am here in your mind

the light of your desires

the solace of your dreams

 

I am here in your soul

The greatness of your spirit

The fullness of your heart

 

I am your intentions

the power you wish to hold

the strength you wish to be

 

I am your visions

the happiness of your soul

the clarity you wish to see

 

Do you know who I am?

I am you

you are me

we are one

we are free

Now do you know me

Distant Love Within

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How did you find me here?
I was alone in my mind
How far did you look?
Was there distance in this time?

It is so hard to send you away

I have hid from you
I have known you as the one
I know it is meant to be
I live in time,
Yet I am not free

Perhaps one day we will find the words we must say

My heart breaks for you
My soul aches for you
I have bled rain for you
I have swallowed pain for you

You must see, this is the way it shall be

You must leave this place
For the time here is wrong
You must forget my face
It won’t be long, you must be strong

You must leave… until we meet, I shall silently grieve

It seems unkind
The roads of Life unwind, intertwine
With each dream we seek blindly
The morning dawns and rains tears

The sun rises… puts to ease our dreaming fears…

Then passes years, silently waiting in shadow… listening to the minds reason

listening and waiting

Our time is not now

One life it will be

Together if ever

Will it be?
Will it be? 

Our time is not now
One life it will be
Together if ever
Will it be?
Will it be

Ready to leave this place? 

Ready to remember my face?

I am…

Intelligence?

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To question life…search for answers…is this what it means to be intelligent life?
Do we assign the term intelligent to what we have here? If someone were to come and tell you the truth, that what you see is not real, would you believe them? Would you need to see the truth in order to believe?

This is faith. One day long ago there was a time when people only had faith and that was enough. One day long ago people had each other and that was enough. What happened to that day, that time? What happened to society that would lead for the need to question and not believe in the possibilities. Personally ( as you may have known), I am all about the questions…the ones that need no answers. The questions that resinate in the Soul.

Deep down we need no truths…they are deep within…that is why the “unknown” does not paralyze us with fear. Think about what is out there and add in the certainty. 

Reassured?

There are some who live with this certainty… must be freedom.

Readers, writers, artists and angels

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Quick, or not so quick side note… I always respond to comments… if someone feels drawn to answer my words… I feel drawn to answer theirs… I must admit, I fell behind. I sat here this morning (now afternoon) and was blown away. I sat here and responded to the beautiful words left here on my pages I felt humbled… 

 

My readers are so incredible that  their words and thoughts outshine my own… In retrospect all who visit I feel are blessings to me… I feel through and through their words are drawn up for me to listen to and in turn show guidance to all who choose to listen… I am so blessed… I feel honored… I have finished responding to all the wisdom and am saturated with love and light… I feel as if I am on a cloud… I have had this silly smile plastered on my face… blessings to all my brilliant readers and friends here… 

 

Please take time to read through some of my brilliant readers comments… for now I shall share a few readers with you and send blessings their way…

 

Karen at morning joy… she has a beautiful spirit… her comments are full of light and peace

Kaosar (Raatkiranii) amazing how even a name can hold power… her words wether here or her pages are simply pure and beautiful…

benafia powerful understanding… words which make you stop and think… I am often amazed at how much one can see. How often I find myself thinking about the words left behind by benafia…

J  He has insight and power in him words… I am blessed to know him 🙂

Cyrus A beautiful soul… his words are always  full of light, love, knowledge… and most of all heart and soul… love the energy!!

Rainer We have read each others work for quite some time… I am always humbled by his presence and thoughts when he enters my world and when I enter his… truly brilliant energy and light… thank you for your comments of light

MySoul Sometimes I feel as if it is my soul when I read her comments… and her beautiful poems and thoughts in her world… thank you My Soul for showing yourself to me

Gypsy What can I say? Kindred… so much love and light it is blinding! Her words resonate on another level… her art work is meant for the eyes of the soul… I am blessed for the wisdom she leaves for me…

JAlan When left behind his words can bring about another era of knowledge… I am blessed… and the art images on his sight are of another world as well… another time and another world… perhaps another space is next

Fibi Pure soul and pure intentions are behind her words… something delicate and full of light

Zenuria her words are heard when most needed and vice versa… we have shared many insights and I am blessed to have her knowledge imprinted on my soul

Neilina A blessing when I receive her knowledge… so pure and vivid… a true blessing… makes me smile 🙂

Cordie Incredible is not the right word… her voice, when heard in reply to mine is like a chorus of angels 😉 singing… thank you Cordie for blessing me with your knowledge

Mental Mist  there is something which radiates from her words… an energy which I am so pleased she blesses me with… blessings to her for her words

Goldenferi hmmm… words spoken from a voice which holds intentions pure… I have read her words and have known her in beautiful spirit for some time now… I am blessed to here her voice

Anjolie Beautiful love and light in her words… a blessing to hear them here and at her pages

~M What can I say… heart and soul in words… a true blessing to know the spirit behind ~M

Spaz When she needs me I am there, and vice versa… we read each others words and they resonate… with each moment and letter I am blessed to receive

Surface Earth A true inspiration… her eyes see more than the mind can read… when she shares her insights here I am more than  blessed, I am enlightened 

Mossy If ever I have a chance to show gratitude and awe it is in the insight spoken here by his words… truly blessed by the speeches of the heart… for the heart may speak here for eternity with an eternal gratitude

Mark I have read his pages for over 2 years… to think of the wisdom his has shared with the world … it is mind blowing… insightful and brilliant… when he speaks his thoughts on my pages I am often shown a new light… a new world

My dearest Sorrow… How could I not… I miss your sweet voice with its profound wisdom… come back!

Wow… amazing… I can not say thank you enough for the insight, knowledge and beautiful energy shared here and across this world… blessings of light and love… and thank you for inspiring me more than you can ever truly understand

Only Questions

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I sit and ponder my journals for hours. Trying to make sense of the senseless questioning. That is what I do. I question. I question and turn the words into poetry (if I’m lucky), sometimes an essay (if it makes sense),and sometimes nothing at all (commonly). Simply words.

 Tonight is different. My journal is making me confused. I sit here unable to focus. There is a sense of sadness, melancholia, for nothing more than waiting. Waiting for the answers to the questions.  And then the thought emerges, “perhaps my answers are answered”. Did I think out loud? I suppose I did. 

Perhaps my answers are answered, I am simply unaware of the truth, or the answers to my queries. It seems I drift to a place in my mind where the line is blurred between reality and imagination. This place we all know… it is the place from which our dreams come and then go… We watch the dreams pass by, forgetting before the meaning has a chance to resonate. 

The answers are there… 

 

The shadow of awareness divided…

 

“why do I love?”

“why do I hate?” 

“what is the meaning of all which comes my way?”

“what is the reason to my questioning?”

“why be awake to a life with little to no meaning?”

Why indeed… 

What good comes from questioning? Existence. For what have you if not the questions? It is indeed fun, the thoughts which arise are important. They cause so much in the way of life, yet they leave you wanting, waiting, for a glimpse behind the shadow of awareness.

 

I have always been a believer, “a knower”. I know what I know… it has been a journey through and through. Be it God. Be it faith. Be it Life, Reason, Truth. It is my truth. It is… and I know.  I know the purpose is to question. Ask and keep asking…and then there are times when I stop, I stop and think and question some more…

 

“why are there only questions?”

 

This time spent questioning has filled my mind with memories. I remember the first time I thought about God. I remember when I was aware of life and death. I remember thinking about my Soul. My life. My philosophies. As all these things began to formulate into my beliefs… into who I am. I remember. I am happy to remember. To be able to think and question with no answers. To believe in who I am and all the crazy things I believe are real… I am happy. 

 

“why are there only questions?”

That’s why 🙂