Once you have created
you have responsibility, but not control.
Anyone who has ever had children knows exactly what I mean.
but you don’t need to have children to understand this
because it holds true for ALL creation
Photo note: I’ve been listening this week to the free broadcast of the live event in Anaheim ‘Co-Creation at it’s Best’ that’s part of the Hay House World Summit. This morning, I looked out the window at work and ‘happened’ to see a boat floating by – pictured above. The photo is blurry because I was zooming in to try to capture the boat’s name, but as you can see I didn’t quite get it. The boat’s name is Intention.
Always remember that your soul can fly.
Never forget that your body can’t.
Life happens in the space between those two realities
Note: This is part of a new poetry series I am working on, inspired by the Tarot trump cards. I have started by pulling a card and meditating on it, recording the ideas and images that come to mind. This one is inspired by the Strength card. You can find out more about the meaning of this card here
You slay with subtlety
because there is more power in your heart
than in the strongest sword.
If we can tame our egos
you will share your secrets;
that the fiercest dragons are found within
all wars with the self are won and lost in the trenches
Note: This is part of a new poetry series I am working on, inspired by the Tarot trump cards. I have started by pulling a card and meditating on it, recording the ideas and images that come to mind. This first one is inspired by the Empress card. You can find out more about the meaning of this card here
Windblown hair of golden wheat, rippling on hillsides
You ARE an Earth Mother
Bringing forth from yourself
Taking us back to our Roots
Grounding us with your love
Let your rain be long upon us
May our hearts be fertile soil for your wisdom to grow and blossom within
Sometimes you look everywhere for your glasses
and find they have been hanging round your neck, right over your heart, the whole time
While afternoon was passing by
I heard the buzzing of a fly;
trapped on back before my eyes
he flailed to skirt his own demise.
having seen you in this state,
remain apart from your fate?
If I could help, and watch you die
Is the cause of death now I?
Though your buzzing did offend
Who am I to bring it’s end?
Perhaps after this lowly life
your next one will be free from strife?
Shall I, if I stay my hand
speed you to a future grand?
Tell me, please, I wish to know
Should I help you stay or go
Is a tree surprised to find itself in the same spot every Spring?
Other People: They drive us crazy, but without them we go insane
When I look up,
the top of the mountain is so far away;
My heart feels heavy and I want to turn around.
But when I focus on only the next step
and the next step
and the next,
then I can find the courage to keep Walking.