Life is a succession of storms, Each one rattling the confines of the safe house you have built around yourself.
Tag Archives: the self
Love Works
Real true love, When experienced, Shows you what you are. Your ego drops, There is no ‘you’ to have a problem in your world.
When Will I Come Home?
I don’t know how to do this, How to be alone, There was always a lingering promise, Of finding my way home.
Alone
We are all alone. You can lie to yourself if you like. But we are all desperately alone. Alone with your self. Can you see yourself?
Shine
Life knows no boundaries, except those which your ‘self’ would place on it. Boundaries made up of fear would have you wrap up your heart and living a half-life…
Ashes to Ashes, Love to Dust
I know nothing of what this is, This feeling in my heart, An opening vibration, Whispers of a fresh start.
Who Are You?
When you are all alone, Who are you? Is there a person, That nobody else sees?
How Often Can You Die?
Can you let yourself die in every moment? Burn to ash, Only to be simultaneously reborn? Hold not a thing that comes your way, Let it work you, Experience it fully,
presently, Then watch it fade
into memory…
Be Present, Be Still
Can you sit still with yourself? Is your heart at peace? Is there a quiet inside or are you trapped
inside your own life limiting hell? What’s going on there, inside of you?
Life Flows
Life flows, But we keep things. Things meant as a passing moment have no place in staying with you, Shaping the experience of the present moment, They should be allowed to fade into the past…