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Passing Time
We tend to go through this life in a hurry, barely slowing down for anything. Meals are even a rush, as we are always trying to keep up with the daily tasks and expectations for ourselves, so the days just zoom by. Before we know it, another year has gone by. Another holiday is around the corner. We have aged and still haven’t reached many of our goals or experienced many of the things we had hoped to by this time in our lives.
Time is not an object.
Time is not something we can earn back.
Time is steadily passing us by, as we hurry and hurry to get nowhere fast.
As we watch our children grow, or see the skin on our faces change with time, we look back and think about all the things we had hoped to do with our lives. We think about the experiences we have had, and the time we hope that we have left. Maybe this changes things a bit, seeing how time isn’t slowing down, but our bodies really would like us to.
Time doesn’t wait for us to decide to be more patient.
Time does not tell us we better hurry up and accomplish our goals.
Time does not stop and go backwards so we can fix past mistakes.
There is an unknown amount of time for each of us. We are not given a choice to stay or go, at any age. We must make the best of this time that we have. It is up to us how we spend our time, in this life. We can spend it rushing through or we can spend it moving a bit slower and enjoying it a bit more. You choose.
Time is what you make it.
Time is on you side or it isn’t.
Time is passing by…
How will you choose to spend the rest of it?
-M.
Freedom
Why is freedom so hard to imagine?
We want to be free to think and to live the way we want, yet there is one thing after another that locks us into submission to continue to think and live within boundaries of fear and self-criticism.
Being human is limiting, but we are more than that.
Having a mind and a consciousness creates a messy situation, as we constantly search for something or someone to believe in.
Why not look to ourselves and see our endless potential?
Why, instead are we seeking outward support or guidance which ends up limiting us to their opinions or limited beliefs?
We are not these bodies.
We are not these minds.
We are spirit.
We are energy.
We are endless and are capable of more than we allow ourselves to believe.
Government, church, religion, so much has corrupted us…
So much has brain-washed us into believing that we are limited.
Look to the birds, when you feel stuck.
Look to the birds when you feel less than capable.
Look to nature when you feel trapped.
Look to nature when you feel disconnected from yourself.
You are free.
You are all that you want and all that you hope to be.
It is all within you.
-M.
Rough Beauty
Learning can be simple.
Learning can be tough.
Growing can be easy.
Growing can be rough.
Nature makes it look simple.
Nature makes it look easy.
Growth is beautiful.
Learning is living.
-M.
Eternal
Healing
We heal when we remember we are part of nature.
We heal when we remember we are whole.
We are healing, with every breath, with every moment, with each movement.
We are healing.
We are whole.
– M.
Focus
Focus your thoughts on each moment.
Let go of the last.
Understand you will get to the future.
You are here, now.
Bring your focus in.
-M.
Trapped
You have been crippled, blocked by your fears.
There seems to be no way out.
All you can see is more that keeps you trapped in fear.
There may be a tall cast iron gate, and a barbed wire fence, but look at what is beyond.
There is a life that you desire, a peace that you deserve, a place where you belong.
Behind these bars of fear is not safe, is what you say.
There is so much out there, beyond this gate.
Look at the sun.
It has to continue to push beyond…
Beyond the sky, beyond the sea,
Beyond the darkness and what it cannot see.
You must, too,
You must push through…
Beyond the fears that keep you trapped here.
Find your way around that gate, for there is always a path from behind the gate of fear.
-M.
Watching as You Drifted Away
Did you know that I was watching?
I was watching you as you drifted away.
You got on that boat and just like that you were gone, oh how I wish you could have stayed.
I couldn’t sit at home, as your side of the bed felt like the morning chill.
Your warmth had left with you.
All I could hear was the silence of the unmoving air.
Though, I could smell you, it was like you were still here.
Your aftershave stuck around, the scent seemed to be dancing in the air.
It was taunting me, my eyes wanted to fill up with tears.
As your scent was lingering, my body was trembling, holding back so many fears.
You left a sweater, so I put it on, hoping it would help me feel some comfort with you being gone.
I decided to follow your missing shadows, they had followed you when you left, in the early morning hours.
I wandered down to the docks, hoping to catch one last glimpse.
The sun was beginning to rise, it glowed a bright orange, with a background of a cobalt blue sky, a blue that reminded me of your deep wise eyes.
There was no telling which of those moving shadows was yours, I was longing to see into the depths of those deep blue eyes once more.
I felt the tears begin to well up, as I began to realize, there was probably not going to be another chance to say goodbye.
I will wait for you, my dear.
I will wait for you, right here.
Please stay safe, and when you’re done, please come home to me, please return to me from that wide open sea.
Until then, I will be waiting, wearing your sweater and hoping to, once again, feel the warmth of you.
I will wait for you.
-M.
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