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Thursday, August 31, 2017

Words of Wisdom- Ziad

Don't be afraid to make people mad. Your honesty will inspire true followers.

I learned over the years never to correct a fool or he will hate you, correct a wise man, and he will appreciate you.

One of the hardest decisions you'll ever face in life is choosing to walk away or try harder.

Trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated. Betrayal of any one of those is the lose of all three.

You may lose people you love. You may lose things you had...but no matter what, never lose yourself.

Listen to what people say when they are mad, that's when the truth comes out.

Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel.

May my haters live very long to see my continued success and make their lives miserable.

Always remember... the stronger your position in life, the more enemies you're gonna have...while friends come and go. 

Remember... People can always threaten your very life but they can never take away your dreams.

The same one who mistreated you will end up needing is the circle of life.

Always remember...The people who usually hide their feelings care the most.

Reference~ Ziad Abdelnour

Sunday, August 27, 2017

The Seed of Thought

The journey (spiritual) begins with just a seedling (thought). The seed, watered everyday (devotion, prayer, contemplation) grows. It roots itself into the ground (fertile soil, the pure mind). It's trunk grows and grows and grows. 

Leaves sprout and grow (spiritual gifts and blessings). Branches branch off from the trunk (the source, first thought). These branches (acts of kindness, mercy, love) scatter fruit (abundance of gifts) and seeds multiply.

This is the nature of a single thought taking root in the mind and by carefully cultivating the seed so it can grow. Be careful what seeds you sow.

Mark 7:15  It's not what goes into your body that defiles you; you are defiled by what comes from your heart.

Monday, August 21, 2017

Not Everyone Is In Love With Me

Not everyone is in love with me.
There are some that would love to see me bleed.
They wish I would just go away,
And my face they never have to see.
They wish me dead,
for I remind them of all the wrongs they did to me.
How can one live with oneself
If I mirror back the one thing their soul really needs.
It's easier to deny the existence of God,
then to live up to you true divinity.
Wouldn't you agree?
My living is their hell,
Do you see?

Monday, August 14, 2017

I Miss Me

I use to love adventures
I use to be spontaneous
I use to make myself laugh
I miss me
When did my life become so heavy?
Get so serious?
When did I become so angry?
So depressed?
I miss me

If you see a little girl in your dreams-
all alone gazing at the stars,
exploring the woods,
building forts out of mud-
Tell her I miss her

Send her back home

I just want to love her,
and hug her,
and spoil her
Tell her I will reverse myself
and grow down
I'm done being a grown up
I'd rather be her
before society came and dragged her down
and enslaved her

She believed the world was magical, gentle
She believed anything was possible and
dreams really can come true
What I would give to be inside of her 
and see the world through her eyes-
to have hope again,
to really feel alive,
and connected to spirit

If you see her inside your dreams-
tell her that if she ever sees me
that I will play with her,
I will take her by the hand, 
and for the length of a dream
I will forget I am a grown up.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Highway Blues

Blue Sapphire orchids fell
within my gaze
They caught my eye 
and sent all of my troubles away

For a moment
I transcended all of my blues
And then my thoughts
drifted off to you and only you

I lit a candle
before I went to sleep
And placed in on my alter
hoping my thoughts would be within your reach
But you I don't want to bother

Here's a penny for that thought
please place it in your shoe
I am alone on this highway
and I'm breaking all the rules

Now when I see blue Sapphire orchids
I know to keep my cool
Your image helps me
transcend my troubling highway blues

Monday, August 7, 2017

Dream of Yoga and Shiny Things

From Journal Entry 4/4/17

   I am in a car trying to reach a yoga studio. I reach it and there is a lot of sand. It is in a secluded beach area. There is a woman there. She is the instructor.

   My best friend and I join in for yoga. We are told to hold hands. We begin with arm warm ups. My friend is told by a woman that she is beautiful but needs to go to the doctor.  

   My friend tells me, “Men are seduced by nice things. When they surround themselves with friends whom have lust in their hearts for power, wealth, and women; it will lead them astray.”

   The beach is symbolic of the meeting between two states of mind. The sand represents my shift in perspective about my marriage and the mental processes involved. The water symbolizes the emotional processes involved. With yoga as my spiritual practice, I will able to balance my mind, heart, and body to adapt to the coming changes in my life. My friend’s message sheds light on human nature in general and how easily men or women can be led away from God.

   I do end up going to a doctor for female problems. I am told I need a hysterectomy. I decide to change my diet and work on healing my body instead.

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

A Letter To My Reader: The Cry To Be Heard

Dear Reader,

You will find that some of my recent posts come across a bit negative. I feel I owe my faithful Reader an explanation. It is no secret I am going through turbulent times and that I am feeling very violent emotions.

But with do respect Reader to you and to myself, I will own my feelings and give them the justice they are seeking. For if they remained void- forever concealed- my whole reality would be a lie. By bringing my emotions to light, I bridle my anger and guide it with gentleness. I validate it's existence.

It is not a hideous monster in me demanding my attention, but a little girl that feels that she's been shoved into a corner and forgotten about. She wants to step out of the shadows and into the light. 

God Bless,