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Awakening

Deep inside-

If you allow yourself to connect to the earth...

you can reveal in you,

the Mayan,

the Aztec,

the Egyptian,

the Native American,

or whatever background you may have...

 

It lies within all of us.

And, if you listen to the call

you can unlock yourself.

Your true spirit.

The reincarnation of those before you.

We all possess the ability,

the talent. the spirituality...

We just don't all know how to channel it.

 

It lies just beneath the flesh.

Underneath all the dirt,

all the scars,

all the trash...

Waiting for the awakening of your soul.

Waiting for you to hear.

 

If you are lost in the rat race.

If you are trying so desperately to find

happiness, riches, or love...

You tune out everything else.

You will never hear it...

You will never feel the itch,

only the struggle.

 

You will never know the bliss

of feeling your soul at complete rest,

at complete peace,

full of love...

Or hear the song of the birds,

or the waves,

or the wind.

Your mind will only reach as deep,

as they tell you it can go.

And you can only see what you want,

not what you have,

not what is all around you,

not what you have been so blind from

all this time.

When you hear the call you will see...

 

Beauty has nothing to do with the beholder,

its all about the perspective of the witness.

And if you are too busy chasing,

what they tell you is important...

You will never truly see.

 

I have reached that place within..

I feel my soul growing every day.

I get closer to this world,

to the Earth,

....to its aura....

I fall deeper in love.

With the same place that was around before.

But, now I have new eyes.

I have their eyes.

Not tarnished by greed,

arrogance, desire, condemnation!

I see with only purity....

I have awakened!

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Jun 11, 2013
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