“There is a God part in you. The consciousness. The pure Self. Learn to listen the voice of that Power.” ― Amit Ray, Nonviolence: The Transforming Power
Applaud your SELF with every single step you take toward truth..towards the blooming of your true power….
You fell asleep dreaming..and awakened…alive…
Cling to your faith.
Roll your spiritual sleeves up and get to work.
Use your energy wisely.
Transmute all anger, panic and fear into light and empowerment.
No more drifting through life without your higher-self in complete control of your mind.
Awaken….fully. Activate….now. Don’t lose sight. There is still a higher plan.
“Dare to love yourself as if you were a rainbow with gold at both ends.” ― Author-Poet Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow
“What chance combination of shadow and sound and his own thoughts had created it?” ― Patricia Highsmith Strangers on a Train
We see into the energy
we are placing into a moment…when we take a long view of the unknown….
An entire world fits into the palm of one’s perception, while one is watchful
We indeed live many lifetimes…..when we look into the Sun….
How strange it is, when an illusion dies…in front of our eyes
“One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before.” ― Anne Rice, Pandora
“Our perception could either be our path to nirvana or an invisible cage that bottles us up.” ― Pawan Mishra
Those that tried to hide in our blind spots…
Find no shade for their comfort…..
the light has expanded…to the edge of tomorrow…
allowing one to see with the karmic intelligence of the
There are eyes everywhere. No blind
What shall we dream of when
everything becomes visible?
We’ll dream of being blind.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a
river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs
over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless
raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through it
Leave the road..and memorize….
the life that passes by…
carry this voice..
through the light years…
left to go….
We are each a river….
The ocean is our goal….
Our strength and courage polish our life..
Where everything goes the rivers’ way…
As life empties itself…into the tide of Being….
We must leave the shore…to find our way..
Not to search….just to flow….
“May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back”― Rainer Maria Rilke
“Do not let another day go by where your
dedication to other people’s opinions is greater than your dedication to your
Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
Anger paralyzes the breath….it is a helpless energy…that
reflects the absence of control
Breathe…deeply…..one breath at a time….see closely
from a distance….
It is many timelines, many inheritances….we are able to
shed…..as we observe that which comes to the surface of ourselves.
We begin perceiving the deeper nature of the Self…. as we stop identifying with the surface-level
expressions of our emotions…
Emotions point you to the doorway of self-knowing… they
are not a destination…but indeed….a current that takes us there…..
“Do you imagine the universe is agitated? Go into the desert at night and look at the stars. This practice should answer the question.” ― Lao Tzu
“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
― Emily Dickinson
May I walk every day unceasing
on the banks of my water……
may my soul rest on the
branches of the trees which I have planted…..
may I refresh myself in the shadow of my sycamore….
“If we will be quiet and ready enough, we shall find compensation in every disappointment.” ― Henry David Thoreau, I to Myself
“When you begin, you envision a better end but, when you get to the end, you see the beginning better!” ― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
Reflections are beautiful souls….of fragmented illuminations….and
anything more than twelve minuets of personal pain, is simply self- indulgence…..
Live ILLUMINATED in the texture of the real world for others to see and trip over and align with.
“Memory believes before knowing remembers…. ― William Faulkner, Light in August