Category Archives: Hope

I have died before

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I have died before this night
This time
This place

I have died before in peace
With solace
With grace

I have died before and learned
Found my lesson
For the return

I remember it clear
I have died before
There was no fear

Yet with remembrance comes confusion
All for knowledge
Lack retribution

For I have died
Yet, I also lived

For which is gravity and light
For which is greater
Death or Life

I had a dream, a vivid dream, one which confused me, yet, left me at peace. Let me begin by stating that my dreams always involve some great adventure…Each night another great Quest…( I love to dream ) So analyze this one…

My sister and I were driving, it was dark. We had had some difficulties with my car earlier in the dream. Nonetheless, we were driving. Then we come to a precipice. A jagged line of rocky cliffs, bordering a road with no signs. My sister, who is diving my car, almost drives off…but at the next turn does…

AS we are falling down the seemingly short fall…I was battered by an explosion of energies and feelings, my heart was racing, yet the fear was quick to dissolve…My sister reaches out touches my face and says calmly and sadly, “I am sorry I killed you” In my final moment I felt a pang of sadness so profound…

I died. I did not wake. I felt my mind. I felt my mind being silenced. There was a separation, I felt my mind being separated from me. I felt a nothingness so strong, yet it was the most beautiful feeling. Nothing. A calm, dark yet bright place of silence filled with beautiful music. I felt at peace. I felt content…

I always had a beautiful vision of death…one which, when my time comes I will embrace…I never imagined I could be content with nothing, yet I understand…

This dream was a reminder, whether illusion or reality…challenge your beliefs, remember the possibilities

Conversation with Destiny

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…You have arrived, traveled a long and winding road, made your decisions, chosen your path. You are here. You are here. How does it feel, to know I have been waiting?

I have come this far. I have chosen my path. I have made my decisions. Is my journey over, my fate accomplished, am I done?

…Slow down…what is the rush, take it all in. Your journey, your Life. How do you feel?

I feel incomplete. I have lived and decided, now I face a room. A closed door. And I am here with you. I assume you are Destiny.

…That I am

So how should I feel? To know you have been here, in time, anticipating my Life…How should I feel?

…This is a trick. You are being facetious? You are disturbed? Not many search for more…they accept, as you will…

I will do no such thing…You are Destiny! You have always known…Your questions are irrelevant…no answers would suffice…You are Destiny!

…Place your questions aside and listen…I am Destiny…I have fallen deeper than you…I have spoken and I have been…In the end I will be…can you understand? This is not about me…I will always be…Can you understand…this is about You…

What need I understand, what shall I question? I presume to have free will, then I meet Destiny. Shall I be fated to you?

…I speak nothing of Free Will…Free Will is always there…Do you believe all meet destiny? Do you believe all achieve? Fool…How have you come this far…and learned so little? You speak of Free Will as dismissed…Free Will…That Is Your Life…Do not dismiss it…it is a Gift…granted to so many who do not realize its power…You have met me…I am Destiny…Realize you Life…Realize your Destiny…You are fated to no one…

…Now enter your room…and open your door…

Conversation with Subconsciousness

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…then I am who I am…you are who you are…what are we…

I have been trying to reach you…I made it through!

…Who are you…who am I…

Can you hear me? Am I getting through? Why is it so veiled? Is this a mirage?

…Who are you…who am I…

Are you my self…are you my desires…can you tell me who I am, what I want?

…

Be still, be silent and listen…I reached my deepest level…my hidden self…my subconscious…that is who you are…

…I think there for I am…that is who I am…I am you?

Yes

…So why then this joy? why have you been trying to reach me? If I am you?

There are certain things I do not understand, certain dreams, desires I can not comprehend, I was hoping for some resolve on emotions, can you enlighten me?

…I see, you search for meaning. Answers you believe to be inside…I think there for I am…I understand all that is shown to me…I take in all I see and make emotions clear…I can not enlighten you…

But you are my subconscious…do you not understand my desires, our desires?

…I see through a portal…I glimpse something more than your life…I get a partial view of a larger picture…a beautiful other world…

I am lost

…No, you are not, one day you will see…and on that day…we’ll be free…

…for now, heed your advice. Be still, be silent and listen…there are some things you need not understand…they are for me, your mind and soul…

I do not understand, this is chaos…

…chaos…is…then…then I am who I am…you are who you are…what are we…

We are one

God’s Boxes

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I would like to thank Bill for this…a very simple reminder for us all

God’s Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold .”

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
“I wonder where my sorrows could be!”
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
“My child, they’re all here with me..”

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
“My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go.”

We should consider all of our friends a blessing
Send this to a friend today just to let them know you
are thinking of them and that they are a joy in your life.

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end.
It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends.
But the treasure inside for you to see,
Is the treasure of friendship you’ve granted to me.

Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you…

Conversation with Knowledge

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…this glorious twilight, there has always been something in the light, something in light…

But what does the twilight have to do with my question? How are you Knowledge and yet so distracted?

…Patience, Observation, Purpose, Thought, and Wisdom…The question you asked pertains to all and to none…

Am I ever going to understand? All my life I never realized I could find answers, and now I know that I can not.

…Why must everything be about the end? Why must you and all others receive an answer? Why, when it took an endless lifetime of searches and contemplation with my Soul…why do you deserve to know, more than all others before you and all others to come?

I thought if ever there was a chance, just one answer…

…That is all? Just one answer? Well then…Yes…

Yes? But what about an explanation, what happens next, what about reason…

…Have you forgotten your question so soon…In your Quest for Knowledge have your thoughts ever grasped the largeness of possibilities. Patience, Observation, Purpose, Thought, and Wisdom…they all pertain to Knowledge. And with my answer I give to you, are you still not satisfied? Have I not quenched the thirst in your one question…I gave you your one answer…

…Perhaps another question, for I was too rash…how were you to comprehend a power such as Knowledge…

I have learned and indebted to you, so may I contemplate, use my Patience, Observation, Purpose, Thought, and Wisdom, may I have time to formulate my next question?

…Use all that and more…for you will see that knowledge in contemplation is the key…you have and always will have the answer within…I will reaffirm your question…let us begin our search…let us begin

Conversation with Death

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…please don’t be upset…what plagues you? Is this the fear you always speak of, the fear that breaks your spirit…It is sad you can not speak your souls tongue…would you like me to interpret for you?

“I do not understand, is my soul not part of my mind or body, am I not connected with my soul? I am so confused…”

…no, no, no…let me rephrase that, you are connected, just not thinking the same. Sometimes during our journey we forget to look at the map, the directions are embedded in our memory. The same is true for your soul. Your soul holds so many answers…you know they are there, you just forget to look. Our soul speaks in a silent tongue, an ancient language of God…an amazing ballad set to make the body move. It is one thing to be born…it is another thing to be alive…You are alive!

“I can feel its answers, I can sense the truth, I am aware of its power. Yet, I can not understand if it is an illusion of my mind, or an appeasement to my senses. Either way I know not…”

What can be done to ease your sorrows, for I know not even what sorrows you?

“I fear for my heart, I fear for my soul, I feel the frailty of loss.
I fear the frailty of loss, for I have lost but few, and those few I ponder…”
“I do not fear you, I fear the wake left in my place, I fear the uncertainty of feeling the same love…”
“Love of my soul-mates…not lovers…but sisters, fathers, mothers, brothers…
What have I if I can not have them again? The same love?”

“That is what sorrows me”

Speak to your Soul, rest assured, you know…you will always and have always known…

And then there was silence…

Conversation with Life

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To be completely honest, you must release these emotions,
They will hurt you.
Your mind is confused. Boggled are emotions.
A prisoner of the mind

“… I have no one to talk to.
No One wants me.
I betrayed them all, without their knowing.
I gave up…”

Why? We can lie until we believe.
It all catches up. Why do we lie to ourselves?

“My hurt is from other peoples’ insecurities,
They create a jail, a solitary cage. I try to please others and all I receive in turn is a slap in the face. I have finally become overwhelmed with the desire to reflect off other peoples’ “Poisons”. What I am implying is simple. People reflect inner poison. Their unhappiness in life, hatred, jealousy, the intention of causing pain. Well, for once I want to vent off the frustration of smiling at someone, when behind the facade is the cruelest intentions.

You dream of running,
To a strange parallel land,
not hated, not loved, Unknown.

“If only I had the courage,”

Someday You will.
I only wish you love, happiness, fellowship…not alone
Not alone

“I have been hurt, and regard people as puppets, each marionette being controlled by the others hand. The strings being tangled in a web. And the web is full of poison.”

“Sometimes, I become so sad. Just hearing soft words, or now and then hearing a sweet melody. I feel like my life is not complete.”

Come,
let me sing that sweet melody,
a melancholy tune
I can do that