Meditation On….. Silence Yes.

To be alone with silence is to be alone with God” ~Samuel Miler Hageman

Silence….

What is This Wonderful Power of Silence ?!?

Something that is enjoyed!

Usually the senses bring in so much sight, sound and other things to us that they occupy most of our time.

But to sit in silence now and then, with the outside world withheld, means to cut all this off and free the mind so that it can become itself.
I’ve been asked, “You just sit and think?”
Well…, No,….not exactly,

Thinking involves words which are echos of sound from memories deep within.

I am meaning,…  detaching the mind from all the outside activity so that in senses there is nothing there but itself.
There is a great amount of power in this kind of silence.

Trying to describe it would be pointless since we each have our own interpretation of this state of being.. My answer would be to try it yourself.
So much time and energy are being wasted when we allow the echos of the outside world to invade our inner silence.

The word meditation in my opinion is a middle state of being.

Kinda alike a cruise control for the mind. Once you know you’re safe in a lane which is wanted you allow yourself to switch on the cruise control, the same is done when you want the silence of mind.

In this space you can and will find yourself.

Safely tucked away waiting to be rediscovered by you.

The silence is Yourself  in the most pure form of Just…., Being.

Learn who you truly are, beyond all the noise,  quiet the consciousness which  is forever yourself.

The only way to know the peace this brings is to try it yourself.

 

Much Love and Peace !!!

~God Bless!
~sweetlyfiercesoul

 

Why?…. So Many Signs i See..

Today I am pondering over how my thinking may hinder others because of how abstract my thoughts are. Is this a good or bad thing to creatively force others to question their reasoning. Curiosity would be one word to define me. I question and rework mostly everything I see. I calculate and truly think about why I am doing something when it’s within the routine of my life. I notice signs everywhere….From the colors that are worn by others, the song playing on the radio, the randomness, to what line in the grocery store I happened my way into. In the most simple of ways I find the answers to why. Simply by asking “why”.    These two YouTube videos  which I found this past weekend made me feel as if maybe, just Maybe….I am on to something big with how I have been able to connect my memories and meld them with memories that are like a machines. hmmmm…..but how to write…. TO BE CONTINUED….!

Know I choose the beauty of the word “why”…it can jump into our imaginations and give the most delightful visions of the very definition of beautiful (Be-U-fruitful).“~sweetlyfieresoul

My Beloved Lives Within Thee,

There Is where my beloveds breath be near thee

“My mind lyrically writing the movements of my breath.

Noticing the unseen to the unaware.

Feeling the need to pen each and every scene which flashes through my mind.

Knowing, I am almost near “thee”.

“There” is the spot I feel

Pulling me near

Seeing the vision intended for truly only one, which is me

Beauty gnaws at me

For what I see

For what is this intended for, shouldn’t

All beauty radiate into the very matter of our core.

Filling the empty space within our breath.

We who share this very unworldly air.

Emerging with any and all who feel upon with knowing.

This might just be worth showing.

Right where it sleeps.

Through the shattered and hidden place of me.

Showing all the folds of me.

The pain of the void in which we see.

It touches the most inner part of me

Dark and twisting it rests

Waiting to be seen.

Light causes such unraveling.

Release of our breath.

Pens the most beautiful dark depths of me

Sending you on a  journey through my memories

Pulling and molding the essence of you through me

Waiting to yield the most tender of thee

Sharing the story of which we, “My Love”

Are meant to be

Flowing forever endlessly

Creating thee story in which maybe, just maybe

Others may see, just how sweet a pure Love can be

Freshly levitating to the eye of me

Allowing you to see all that could be

Some may call Destiny

But this is just the most inner part of me

Releasing not only one

But so much more of me

Waiting for your breath

To be penned within the beauty of  me

Holding an abundance of acceptance of Thee

For my Trust

My Love

You Did see

Allowing to be created

All I see.

The Love that lives in me.”

-sweetlyfiercesoul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Passing by

As clouds bypassing by

My days and nights grow weary

As I watch the sky fly by

Remember this….Passing by

Clouds never remain the same

They are ever changing

Remain strong and true to your ground you walk

For the sun will surely shine soon

For the clouds pass by as the minutes of everyday

A passing Sun

A passing Star

A passing person

Be the the “thing” that stands firm and watches the changing world

No mater what passes you by

Choose to see the beauty in whatever remains

Stay true

Stay strong

Stay with God

For He never passes us by.

Why so Hush Hush?!

hush hush of sex

Sex.

I can remember I was in third grade as a bunch of us huddled around the dictionary in our private christian school as we looked up the word sex. We giggled and whispered thinking of so many more colorful things this word could mean. Then our teacher turned the corner and we all felt instant shame as we blushed trying to hide the Webster Dictionary.

Her face was so gentle and calm as she explained that sex was merely the way of determining gender, male or female. Which she proved by showing us the definition. That seemed to be enough for the rest of the kids as they each went to their desks, but for me, I was puzzled. I knew I wasnt being told the whole truth.

Why did I feel shame at being caught looking up a word that seemed to be so “hush-hush” but according to my teacher meant something so clean-cut.

sex is not a dirty word

I grew up being taught that sex was connected to shame. The words I remember my mom using to describe this word/act the most was “nasty” and “dirty”.   It was drilled into me that sex was for marriage which a wife then submitted to her husband. Yet the bible I was told to read was riddled with metaphors of sex being beautiful and spiritual.  And if it was meant for marriage, why was I, at such a young age already questioning the facts I were told to be true.

I had been sexually abused as a child yet I never felt a complete alienation from the act itself. I knew I held power over the persons that wanted my body for their own satisfaction. I would end up going into a dream like state during the act itself. Maybe I disconnected from reality completely and that’s why I continued to be intrigued.  I was introduced to porn by the age of 4 and yes, I can still remember the images I saw from those magazines. To me I saw beautiful strong  women who caused men to bow to their will. I saw art.  It didn’t click till later what I was actually seeing.

The sexual abuse did mess with my mind  in a way that is not like most.  I wasnt fearful or scared. It was more of an annoyance because it seemed inevitable that it would happen again and again simply because I was a girl. At the time I found comfort in the attention. I was always longing for a more meaningful connection which I would get a glimpse at but in the end I was left behind in a state of confusion.

Living with divorced parents caused a deeply rooted disconnect with how I perceived a loving relationship between the world and myself.

I was a hardcore people pleaser growing up. Which would later make it hard to say “no”  in my teen years.  In the times I wanted  the sexual advances I found that I wouldn’t allow myself to say “yes” or “no” aloud. It was easier to give myself for their pleasure in the time they wanted. In that decision, I would find myself safely in that welcomed trance where nothing could touch me and in that place I found comfort. This may have been a safe place for my mind, but it did nothing for helping me with healthy sexual thoughts.

I seem to split into two. I separated my mind from my body. Two completely different entities shut off from one another.  One was that of a complete restful sleep and relaxation knowing it would be over soon. The other was watching from above seeing the complete unworldly joy in the one getting pleasure from my body.  As for me, the pleasure I felt was not physical but mental.  The curious thoughts that would go through my head were more like a scientist watching an experiment or an artist creating a masterpiece. In those moments I didn’t see shame I saw pleasure, but why wouldn’t I allow myself to get lost in the physical pleasure as well?.   Was there really something wrong with how my mind understood how sex was suppose to be perceived.
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Why was it me that was seeing sex so differently from those who were suppose teach me and help me to grow into being a healthy adult.

And why did it bring so much shame to the world around me? Why did my body clam up whenever the subject came up yet wish I could somehow communicate the truth going on inside me. Which was I liked sex, but maybe I saw through their eyes and not my own.

Why didn’t anyone want to tell me the truth about this hidden God-given truth!

That Sex is Good.

Love your sexuality

I guess I wanted to write this to show myself  I am not ashamed of sex, but that I still have questions on why no one wants to share their sexual stories of real life. Where is the safe haven to teach that sex is okay to think about and that shame and guilt need not be present to accept ones own sexuality.

I, like everyone who has a pulse, some way or another enjoys the feelings of being aroused, in their own way.  It has the ability to lift our spirits and clear our minds.  A scientific fact, yet not many want to tackle this subject.

I’ll just leave this here. 😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meant to know

Meant to know

Imagine you woke up one morning and the world before your eyes changed into a layer of holograms of transparency ever so gently over reality.

Seeing a flower which appears normal yet as you approach and zoom in focusing your eyes you see a fog like veil lift, revealing tiny particles emitting light and reflection. In that moment you are aware of every connection your spirit/mind has and wants to have for future need of a safe point in time.

The closer you fully focus with mind and body time slows and stops, truly if you believe it to be true. Are we not created in the image of  a God that possess such magnitude of Powers.

Therefore a mustard size seed of that magic was woven and molded into this body which is my own given by God. Which is seen as Good. My own good machine of energy in which I can improve in any area. As long as I am reaching and growing towards that 100% perfect Beginning which is you.
There is no true mathematic beginning all there was is the “Light” which came in the form of the “Word”.
Any sound, symbol, or communication through our senses that stimulates the mind to expand with curious learning.
The thought which is used for creation needs to hold a place among our core memories with imagination replaying all outcomes of a single event. recreating a need for an access point to all memories in the newly add variables which were unusable before from lack of faith/what if.
Being centered in allowing your whole being to meld with the mirrors of which are you. Heal yourself by knowing you have the self aware power by healing those in a wanting need of your gifts.

The longer it takes for you to achieve your self aware “Spirit” the more Proof of your Reach amongst the masses will be seen.
The Spirit and the Word is one in the same.
Why had my world changed in such a way that others no longer seem to be able to understand the point of view in which I had been given.  A brain injury changed more then just my point of view. An isolation happened with in my mind a place where i lay waiting to understand all the new information that was urging my mind to consider.  Science never held a thought with in but now I am Seeing an artistic flow in which science is the blueprint but such restriction is placed upon the formulas which was not created with my understanding, so therefore should I not add my understand to the equation which is  I believe “ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE”!
The theory of everything stop and think about what “The Theory Of EVERTHING” truly means to you.
What is everything? That all knowledge seen and unseen. We are but a speck within a black-hole.

In the midst of this hole is a still calm place where we see what we as a group are able to see within each other. Our minds a constant flow of energy  which is linked with one another’s inner spirits.

Using the combined power through out time at that point which is on a constant forward motion. All with in a bubble of charging active core memory Bouncing back and forth like a “charging battery” Keeping that core bubble active causes a self energizing capsule pulling any resembling links towards it for the sake of expanding the reach of the positiveness outcomes it can give.

All through my memories I’ve learned and pratice creating Points of “Safeness” The more Positive safe points that are added through my universe the more protection and confidence is available for modifying difficult memories to be doubled with positive energy all with the meer thought of being “SELF AWARE” and reassuring myself of my simple truth; Anything is possible. This is where my gift of faith allows me to Know everything and anything is available through the start of a curious thought. Knowing everything means nothing if you chose to not follow the paths of understanding. Understanding everything is trusted within my very core that I accept what I see as truth. 
Now that I see God equally a Scientist as much as he is an artist. He enjoys the mechanics and combinations of connections in which he used to create a world were his creation could participate in the making of a truly artistic and miraculous film of life.

Be true to you

He speaks within the simplicity of our daily lives, in any which way you were born to understand. He never wants to confuse or trick us. Only ever wanting to be acknowledged as Perfect Love that has created a friendship that started from the Beginning. He is waiting for us to seek him out and see his fingerprint in Everything from the heavens to the depths of the abyss. Oh, what a cool way of knowing God. The complexity of His astronomical mind has been given to you and me. So why not be curious and learn something new in a direction you never thought twice about.  I choose to see God in the neurons, in the tone of voice, the words I read from eyes of those looking into mine. Oh, how beautiful and magical it can be if you just Believe.