The truth brings us a peace of mind unlike any other. Because unbarred expression and dis-attachment of outcome is the fastest route to zen.
This born harmony is almost palpable and can only be described as the universe itself giving you a hug. What is done and what is spoken match. The waves that make up the macrocosm can keep on course without deviation. In other words, everything flows.
Words like zen, vibrations, and frequency, especially when presented in idealistic speeches, often get the connotation of magical and wishful thinking. Things like “The Law of Attraction” or “The Secret” are mentioned by dismissers in an attempt to ridicule and disassociate from such thinking. But it is all based on physics. The same science that these people almost regard as sacred.
You’ve heard it before, everything is vibration and energy. Keeping this in mind makes us move different in life. Once it is felt and recognized, an appetite grows to align with it. Just like dancing, when two bodies move in synchronicity it is a beauty to behold.
Eyes I recognize.
I don’t know.
They have a glow that feels like home.
Deep, gentle eyes
warming me to a smile.
I feel they know what i know.
When ours connect
there is a knock and then quiet
inside my chest.
As if my heart was a door.
The way your voice dances on my ears
and your smile always makes mine appear..
The way your walk
talk to myself like
“God she’s fine
I want to make her mine”..
The way your eyes say just enough to
keep me guessing..
The way your curves are sharp
and bound to cause traffic..
Every bit of you…
makes me want all of it.
Long term, durable satisfaction.
That is what we must strive for.
On the way to succes there are many distractions. The promise of
quick happiness tugs strongly at our core.
It has always been like this.
Most of us manage to find focus, but only the strong are able to keep it.
Once found, it is the key to open all doors.
Imagine giving all your energy to the thing you want most.
What did you think of?
My first thought was something trivial because I’m bored.
Completely irrelevant in the grand scheme.
But right now I want it the most.
It’s when we focus on the big wants, the wants that are always at
the back of our minds, that we have seen in front of us many times
after we have closed our eyes, only then we will be truly satisfied.
The little wants will follow.
Keep focus, little one.
Who am I, you ask?
I am your experience of me
However which way we would want it to be,
our image has its own life in the eyes of who sees
Some parts of me may not fit your logic
you will give them a place
where they resonate
However hard I try,
there are some things I cannot change;
I am who I am, yet I am how you see me
I can only be me
Eyes accept truth when they see it
That is why I choose to live life
with as guidance some rules i abide by:
and most of all,
Who are you?
Even with obstacles
If it isn’t water
then let it go.
I have everything i need
Even when i think i don’t
All of a sudden, when my ideas breathe
It just comes to me, i already have a lead
I’m prepared for everything that comes
Because since it’s for me, i always have been
There’s no chase
My tale is already complete
If I could give her shoulders a rest
If I could carry her on my back
I know I can conjure a smile on her face
I know I can make her feel worth in her place
But I want to give more
Give everything back
And double that
How do you repay life?
I do it by living
Making sure to carry forth
every good example
every heart lesson
Every compliment I get I say my mother taught me well
Because you did.
You deserve a compliment as well
She makes me feel like i’m in highschool
Heart beating fast
my eyes open
but seeing right through
Far away gazing
i almost forget
i need to walk too
The little things got me smiling so big
Meanwhile the deeper meanings have me planning far things
After every interaction i get the courage of a king
But each instance of distance gives me the impatience of a kid
I know it’s true because it shines from within
I see it in her too
and recognize she’s my twin
the road familiar
torches fade the way
lighted below lay circular stones
the road majestic
telling promise of bright shadows
gardens still remain unknown
the road fantastic
rumors of scattered gold
fighting dust to find the sun’s glow
the road forgotten
towering oaks ceil the path
muddy tracks of journey’s ago
What if it wasn’t about where you are going
but rather which way you wanted to go?
When we want something we want it now.
It always feels good to acquire what our hearts desire. But the bliss of fulfillment barely overshadows the rush of anticipation. Why is that? Because it’s in this period, between setting a goal and it materializing, where the real magic happens.
We live in a magical world. A simple seed can become the tallest tree. A tingling infatuation can bring forth a whole new human being. A spur of the moment idea can become a mind-blowing invention. They are all made possible by the sleight of hand called time. The master magician!
We often hear that anything really worth having takes some effort put into it. The old “you get out what you put in” phrase comes to mind. The same way that the magician has his tricks to deceive even the quickest of eyes, time works behind the scenes transforming our actions into amazing results.
Be amazed by time! It is our dearest friend. It’s always here, silent but strong, moving everything along the path directed. Be aware of time! Think big! Think long-term but take action now!
Simply said, we must plant our seeds and visualize the forest. Before you know it you will be walking among your dreams. Now that sounds like magic, doesn’t it?
Everyone has their story.
We grow up putting people in categories, mostly based on past experiences. However useful this may be in the selection process of our to-be peers, once we are past that phase we must discard all judgement and start anew with a blank page.
There are no two people alike. Everyone is the product of the most minuscule of details adding up over time. Our mind frames are constantly changing, adapting, to thrive in our environment.
Think about it…
That one time you fell off the bike when you were little; Did anyone see you? Was there someone to help you? Was there someone mocking you? Did you get back on the bike?
You get the point. That single instance could have had multiple results with their particular effect on our psyche. Now imagine every single action you undertake daily and it’s possible results.
No two people are alike. Not even close.
Give everyone’s petals a chance to blossom and you will get to experience true beauty unfold. Start with a blank canvas. And as you learn more and delve deeper the painting will become richer. A true masterpiece in its own right.
Some people wear armor.
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
It’s better to be welcomed for who you are
than to sneak in like a thief.
Stealing hearts with a mask on,
that’s not who you want to be.
You want to be you.
The best or worst version of it.
As long as you’re true
and your colors show through,
you always win.
Small or big,
a win is a win.
And a win is always beautiful.
Since i laid my eyes
even more when i glanced twice
i needed to say hi
to know more
behind those two eyes
and then i met her…
every breath i took
could be a letter
detailing my every plan
or even better
if she only knew
the depths of my mind
every time we speak
our souls intertwine
opening all doors
in the chambers of the heart
a breath of fresh air
Who am I to tell you how to live life?
All that I can share is my insight.
Come see within with me.
Dare feel some things I feel.
Any lesson you can take
are choices you didn’t have to make.
Every step I take makes me.
Every time I’m late missed me.
As soon as I wake I make dreams come to life.
From choosing a wife to little things I can buy.
Matching every detail to fit perfection.
What will I dream next?
That’s the only thing in question.
I’m thankful for the little pieces
We always want more
The first bite makes the hunger grow
and at the same time it satisfies our core
The first glimpse piques our curiosity
yet immediately opens or shuts the door
They say that poison comes in small bottles
We know what we want when we get it
We know, we want more
Trying to forget you like a song in my head
searching for noises to replace it
Putting up my hand to block the sunlight
wishing it was night instead
That’s how it felt.
Then i saw you again
And it was bright all over
her soul was so great she traveled forth in small pieces
leaving me to interact with all her new forms in sudden glimpses
the one i knew before my lungs drew air
i’ve met shadows of what she’s supposed to be
products of knowing what to make but forgetting the recipe
remove that and all that is left is me
right here looking at what’s next to see