Desde el lago de la noche a la mar de los sueños
Un río fluye a través de un viaje astral.
Brillo en la luz etérea galáctico
Al flotar por sentimientos que podrían ser.
Viajo a través del tiempo y el espacio
A un espectro exótico para vivir una vez más.
En la azul bruma hipnótica del viejo hombre sabio
Donde los sueños espectrales continúan por días.
Días y días y noches
Apetitos interplanetarios
Saciando gota a gota
Con café dulce hasta que nos detenemos
Hasta que nos elevamos por encima de la luz
Reflejos del aura de mi diosa;
Cristalizando vigas fracturadas en
Encantador mente en los arroyos
Pensamientos e ideas tentadoras
Que nos borra todos nuestros miedos
Que nos lava de todo lo que creemos
Cuando en la Tierra tejió nuestro pensamiento
Desde el lago de la noche, a la mar de los sueños
Luz espectral en vigas de baile
En azul bruma hipnótica de tu corazón
Donde los sueños se prolongan durante días y días...
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
They’re all around us, affecting our lives in unseen ways, causing worry, hesitation, confusion, anxiety, avoidance.
They bring us to our knees.
Fears control us in ways we never realize, unacknowledged and more powerful because of their unknown workings.
Fears stop us from following our dreams, from taking risks, from pursuing love, from seeking adventure, from speaking in public, from going into the unknown, from starting a new venture, from reveling in discomfort. We procrastinate, overeat, find distractions, because of fear. We are seized with constant worry, from fear.
And yet, these fears are just clouds.
They float into our field of vision, unbidden and unwanted, like a dark stormy cloud. We get caught in the rainshower and thunder, and feel that this is our entire world. We immerse ourselves in this cloud, as if there’s nothing outside of it and it will never go away.
But the cloud will pass.
The cloud floats away, like anything else. It’s nothing to run from. It’s just a passing cloud.
So watch the cloud of fear arise, acknowledge it, and watch it float away, like any other thought. Enjoy the chill of the shadow and the wind as it passes over you.
Then step into the sunshine of the present moment, beautiful and joyous now that the cloud has passed.
In each moment, we are OK. Even when fear arises, we are OK. Learn to trust in this OK-ness, the goodness of the present moment, the enough-ness of you, right now.
See the fear pass, and see that you’re still OK.
Once you develop this skill of watching the fear pass, and trusting in your OK-ness and enough-ness, you are equipped to deal with life, and get up off your knees.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
At this very instance,
A mother has lost her child,
Her kin, her reflection, her life.
At this very instance,
A son has lost its father,
His best friend, his guide, his light.
At this very instance,
A girl has lost her brother,
Her shadow, her protector, her laugther.
At this very instance,
A man has lost his love,
His happiness, his companion, his morning light.
At this very instance,
Someone stares into the eyes of death.
Speechless, in awe of its profound depth.
At this very instance...
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC
La mayoría de los triunfos grandes en el vida son desconocidos.
Son superaciones privadas, intentos silenciosos, la reapertura de un corazón destrozado.
El camino real de los campeones se encuentra dentro de la transformación del sufrimiento en crecimiento.
La limpieza de escombros, la construcción de un autoconcepto saludable, la re-creacion de un espiritu perdido.
Los grandes guerreros han encontrado una manera de creer en algo inexplicable a pesar de ser fracturados en los campos de batalla de la vida.
Usted es uno de ellos.
Todos hemos sido campeones en un momento de nuestras vidas.
Usted ha conquistado tus propios demonios. Usted ha conquistado a tus enemigos.
No importa lo que sientes que en tu vida te hace falta.
Ya eres campeóna. Somos campeones. Y campeones merecen descansar.
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 11:32 PM UTC