The Awakening

In This Era of technology, in this atomic age, the values have changed.

We have learned that we are the guests of existence, travelers between two stations.

We must discover security within ourselves.

I see so many people looking for approval by how many likes they have on their daily social media posts.

Hoping that maybe today they can feel secure within their skin, they are putting their security in others.

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During our short span of life we must find our own insights into our relationships with the existence in which we participate so briefly.
Otherwise we cannot live.

This means, as I see it, a departure from the materialistic view of the 20th century.
It means reawakening of the spiritual world, of our inner life of religion.
I don’t mean religion as a dogma or as a church, but as a vital feeling.
Accept others just as they are. Most of all, Accept yourself …… for you, hold the whole world within you. 

Be great in all that You are! 
Jesus said it best….Luke 9:48 ~The Message
“You become great by accepting, not asserting. Your spirit, not your size, makes the difference.”

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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

 

So proud, and pure, and free!

 

Oh what a wonderful feeling to be the wild thing of the woods….. yes.

SONG

 “O, like a queen’s her happy tread ,

And  like a queen’s her golden head!

But O, at last, when all is said ,

Her woman’s heart for me!

We wandered where the river gleamed

‘Neath oaks that mused and pines that dreamed.

A wild thing of the woods she seemed,

So proud, and pure, and free!

All heaven drew nigh to hear her sing,

When from her lips her soul took wing;

The oaks forgot their pondering,

The pines their reverie.

And O, her happy, queenly tread,

And, O her queenly golden head!

But O, her heart, when al is said,

Her woman’s heart for me! “

“Song”  by William Watson

My mix on crossfader inspired by this Poem. https://www.crossfader.fm/mixes/so-proud-and-pure-and-free-thank-you-and-your-welcome-np/

Light of Love

Light of Love

 

 Twilight was misty and cold in California that night as I stood outside my father’s house. I was 16 holding only a small brown leather purse with a few dollars. I Stared at the unlit door, knowing once again I had disappointed my family.  I thought about what would happen once I walked in late for curfew once more. 

My step mother would yell and a call would be made to what ever part of the world my father happen to be for his job.   I could imagine the look on their faces; disappointment and Anger.  But it was the faces of my younger half sisters that caused me to delay walking in.  

Knowing they would hear the fighting and be awoken from their dreams. That me,  their bigger sister had been the cause of their life turning upside down for the past 8 months since I moved in. 

Right then and there I decided to walk away.  Where would I go?

My grandmother lived just across the Street yet I had once already been dragged from her house. Being told my home was through that unlit door. 

 My mother and step father 3000 miles away.  What was I doing?

In my twisted teenage mind, I thought I was saving them. Saving them from myself.  The only way I knew to protect their hearts was to remove the problem, which was me. 

So into the night I walked without saying goodbye, without looking back.

  My heart-broken for the house light that wasn’t lit. 

If they only knew just how much that light would have meant to me.

 Maybe. Just maybe I wouldn’t have followed the street lights that promised a home.  

~SweetlyFierceSoul

 

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You Chose Me

Ever After

Pain and sorrow
Through the looking-glass I see
All these memories raging over me
fear, shame, and doubt
Is love really just a dream
Can true love ever look upon me
I thought my heart would be scarred forever, but then I found you
A light from heaven
Why you chose me I’ll never understand
But its me that is holding your hand
You lift me up when I fall down
dust me off and put my feet back on solid ground
your proud even when I fall
You know I’ll always get back up
I’ll climb mountains, swim the deep blue sea all for the sake of you and me
I could never give as much as you have given me.
Sending your son to bleed
all because by Love you chose me

Before and after, Love will always be

 

Giver of Thought

Giver of Thought

Boundaries set for easy flow with others

Only seeing the good in you

My imagination is my biggest test yet most beautiful resource.

Every moment bringing in more data of a fastly moving world before me.

My mind instantly uploaded into the air

Braided with yours

Knowing my fears will not become your nightmares

Your fears leave with me, safely placed with mine

Love you feel within a still small place

The fears become the artwork of my imagination

Seeing all that is true and raw

As I pull through my mind I see you

In that truth I am free.

 

I want the voice I give with words to be received with an interpretation in love and thought.  Uplifting for all who encounter me. Without judgment and a willingness to grow. A passion for people and the energy we generate with words brings about a beautiful reaction.