Category Archives: Yin and yang

Love beyond others thoughts

Don’t let others determine your ways

We can and should do things our way,

We can come together in an emotional display

And love each other in our unique way,

Sharing the love, the heat, the intensity,

We can be loving so immensely

And love unconditionally,

Irrespective of what others say or believe,

We need to love continuously, deeply,

We need to love beyond the thoughts,

Of what other people think.

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Be change

We are better than we know

A multi dimensional love Show

We are amazing you should know

Learn from spirituality and grow

Be the love and be the peace

Understand the answers that we seek

Are inside both you and me

Open up our hearts

And set our soul free

And we will always be happy.

Be life, be love, be peace, be the change.

Never surrender

Never surrender your beliefs

focus on yourself mindfully

find the core of your tranquility

be the very best that you can be

and let your mind and soul be free

let your heart open to all things

allow your conscious state to grow

never fear about growing old

and remain young at heart

forever eternal young we are

watch the sun set then watch it rise

see the beauty before your eyes

and tell me life is not a miracle

that it’s not the greatest experience of all

breathe it in and breathe it out

live your life without any doubt

that you are amazing

and life is worth living

be kind and forgiving

be your own reason to believe in.

For everything you are you create

so create yourself a a place

where inner peace and harmony arise

live each day like it’s your last reprise

and you will be supprised

how this can enrich your life.

My love burns bright

My love touches every aspect of everything,

It comes in to touch just through being

It something and nothing,

It evolves through peace and understanding

And it revolves around conscious meaning,

It shines as bright as the luminscent stars,

It travels both near as well as far,

It transcends the multiverse

My love, heals the hurts,

For it is pure and mighty

A spark of lighting,

A glimpse of paradise

An exquisite beauty,

It is he radiance of a white hot sun

It is the true measure of unconditional love,

That goes on and on

For life eternal,

Goes on and on

And keeps returning,

Never diminishing,

It just keeps on burning,

Forever love,

My being full of yearning

Full of love for all.

Life, death and ego

He was in that dark place, that plagued his life. Feeling like he was drowning, though he and his efforts at living were futile. He spent long periods with these demons, wrestling with depression and self loathing. Living on his own allowed this to occur and so he spent lots of time out with friends; partying and trying to enjoy life. When he was up he was very definitely up, so opposite from these dark moments. He was a tall good looking guy, in good shape, helped by visits to the gym. He had blonde hair with a side parting held in place with hair gel but shaved around the ears and into the back of his neck. He was stylish in dress and clean cut. Nobody knew of his dark moods. They all saw him as a great guy, life of the party.

As he sat pondering he felt himself letting go of the present moment, drifting into dreams as he laid back on his sofa. He felt as though he was drifting into sleep. As this was happening he heard a noise at the door. He knew it was locked so decided to ignore it. As He continued to drift he was startled suddenly by a figure standing over him. It was a man, tall and thin, grey hair and a soft kind face. He must have been in his early sixties, yet had no wrinkles or lines of aging. ‘How did you get in?’ he said to the man illuminated by the lamplight. ‘Does that matter? I am here merely to help.’ Retorted the man in a smoothbut eloquent voice. He continued to hold the young man’s gauge. ‘You are William Rhodes are you not?’ ‘Will, that’s what everyone calls me and yes. How do you know this?’ Will spoke while sitting up. The older man turned and walked around to the front of the sofa. ‘I am Eziquel.’ He stayed this as though it was obvious and beyond contention. ‘Is that meant to mean something to me.’ Will spoke then paused before adding ‘you don’t strike me as an Eziquel.’ The man say on the coffee table in front of the sofa which allowed him to keep eye contact. Eziquel smiled, ‘no I guess not. These thoughts you have been having trouble me though. You’re in your late twenties, a whole life in front of you. You enjoy parties and being around people. Why then do you feel these dark moods?’ Eziquel’ s eyes seemed to look deep in to his, Will thought, as If he were reaching into his soul. Will explained his reasons and how the darkness felt. Eziquel listened intently and sympathetically. ‘There are worse things than death? Death is not the end, just a transcendence of being. A chance to travel a different path. Most of the problems we suffer from are ego based and a need for instant gratification in all areas and aspects of life. There is nothing to fear in death. Living is far more scary. You want out then just do it. There is no say you will find redemption in death though. Nor in life. Redemption can only be found within you. You have to learn to forgive yourself, learn to let go of things and stop expecting so much from Life or thinking you should be better tan you are. You are what you are. Accept that or get out of being who you are.’ Though Eziquel spoke softly there was a passion about what he said and utter belief. ‘What is it you want?’ Eziquel asked as if he already knew. Will thought for a moment, ‘I need out but is that me being weak? Is that the cowards way out?’ Will held Eziquel’ S gaze firmly. ‘It is just what it is. Life is suffering. If you feel you can suffer no longer then being honest and doing something about it could be seen as a brave act. I can’t judge you or guide you. I can only be hear with and for you.’ The older man had an aura of real empathy about him. He stood up. ‘Will follow me.’ Eziquel’s sift words were like a command that he felt compelled to obey. Eziquel led him to the bedroom. Will stood in the doorway, his knees buckled, he gripped the door frame. ‘What?’ Words were lost. Eziquel put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. ‘You did this earlier. You hanged yourself from the closet door. In that moment a light went out. Your light. That’s why I am here.’ Eziquel looked at Will, saw the tears in his eyes, rolling down his cheeks. ‘It’s over Will, the suffering, the pain and the darkness. Time to move on. Let me take you now.’ Will took a deep breath, looked at the older man, ‘so you are? And where will you take me?’ ‘I am your Guardian Angel, I am here to take you home. Back to where all things originate. The realm of energy and spirits. The realm of light.’ Will knew in his bones Eziquel was speaking truth and nodded accent. With that Eziquel’s hand flowed light and they both transcended into energy and light then an immense flash if light saw them disappear. Will was sadly missed by all, who found his suicide beyond understanding.

Image courtesy of Esoteric Empyre.

We the masterpieces

We are all unique masterpieces

Crafted from music and all the arts

And just like any masterpiece,

We take time to construct,

It requires attention to detail,

It takes patience and creativity,

It engenders fluid motion, colour,

It needs abstract diversity

And a blending together and balance,

A degree of light and shade

And a pure driven love and passion,

To bring everything to life,

In an amazing wonderment of dazzling beauty.

Dancing under disco balls

Dancing under the disco ball of stars and light,

Tripping through the wondrous night,

To savour cosmic masquerades of such delight,

I sense the fantasy of the flight to places new

Yet to be discovered,

In the multiverses stocked full cupboard,

Of every experience you could want or need

In unlimited varieties,

From planets of snow, rock, lava and seas,

Images that are amazing

While we stand under this disco ball stargazing,

Magical, mystical, mind blowing things,

Are constantly happening

Beyond our understanding,

But not our imagining

If we let ourselves go

And allow ourselves to dream.

This day

At days end we reflect

On that days glories

And everything

That we have strived

To succeed

And maybe we triumphed

Or ended up on our knees

Its all about the experience

And learning lessons

As we went

Through all the time

That we spent

Trying hard to circumvent

This life, this day

That now turns to dusk

And resonates back

All the love

That we received

As well as spread

We wait in anticipation

For what comes next

On a new day

A new way

A new age.

Let’s live it right.

You fraud

You offered a love

So intense

Your feelings they seemed so immense

You led me to believe

We were twin flames

And I got caught up in this love game

Soul to soul that’s what you said

Always toget her until death

Said you would sacarfice your final breath

Give you all into nothing is left

Offered your self

Body, heart and sold

How was I to truly know

You were nothing but deceptive and cold

Calculating and a straight up fraud

Designed to take and break

The hearts and souls

Of those vulnerable

And who seeks love that is indomitable.

Via:Daily Prompt: Fraud

Spiritual is not ritual

Spiritual is not ritual,

It is aspirational,

Spontaneous motivational,

Unconditional love and light,

In devotional flight,

To inner self and being

And the casting of benevolence

And peace throughout humanity,

In concordance with compassion.