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The Soul's Pain

 

I feel this pang inside -
Is it my soul trying to break out,
Or the world's soul trying to break in?

 

Not sure about the source.

 


softly into the Abyss...

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You are loved.

Your existence here is possible through love

and love makes you complete & perfect

coming from selfless goodness.

 

Beyond thoughts
judgement,
interpretation,
past and future
is love omnipresent,
unlimited & unconditional.

This is being grounded.

This is peace that is only found at home.


Life Purpose journey

Presence. Goodness. Grace. Love.

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TODAY

 

Today I am creating

My movement, my vision

My mood, my DNA 

I am making it 

By Being

 

Today I am expanding

Integrating the collective

All the possibilities

Loving whatever

There is

 

Today I am reflecting

As pure Consciousness

On the beauty around

Always present

As is within

 

Today I am celebrating

Giving thanks to wisdom

The lessons learned

Experiences

So many

 

Today I am not alone

Observe the connection

To both seen and

Unseen, the all

Really feel

 

Today I am carving this

Reality by what I imagine

The infinite dance of

Shadows and

Mystery

 

Today I am expressing

What seems like life

My person, story

Only to realize

It's illusory

 

Today as on any day

It is what it is, here now

Known by no one

Alive, aware

I AM

 

By Natasha <3

 

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I PAINT

 

I would like to paint

The way a bird sings

In colors vibrant

So joyful

 

I would like to paint

The way breeze dances

Kissing my skin

So gently

 

I would like to paint

The way music flows

Through my being

So magic

 

I would like to paint

The way flower smiles

At the sunshine

So fragrant

 

I would like to paint

The way laughing sounds

Till come tears

So healing

 

I would like to paint

The way ocean smells

Rolling waters

So playful

 

I would like to paint

The way words caress

When spoken softly

So soothing

 

I would like to paint

The way day unfolds

By each moment

So peaceful

 

I would like to paint

The way living tastes

Savour goodness

So grateful

 

I would like to paint

The way Being feels

Now and here

So real

 

I would like to paint

The way Love beams

Touching deeply

So freeing

 

I will paint though

The brushes may wear

Not so

My iimagination

Could ever

 

By Natasha <3

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15 300 52

3 8 6 4 11

100 40 33 

14 19 1 7

 

6000 1 2 18

4 59 05

3 7 20 44

900 105

 

6 0 7 83

8 34 2 1

349 10 56

2000 01

 

By Natasha <3

 

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Die To Self

I gave my light to you
I gave my breath to you
My time to erode
Your time to be born

My blood in yours
My word; your voice
Unsee me in this light
Shine through me
End the night

In Love we are One
Forever with you
Now that I'm gone

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Suppose Love is real, and let's assume reality is unreal. Suppose we discover that the building block of reality is real Love, that means our assumption was wrong and reality is actually not unreal. Reality is real, if everything we supposed is true. I'm not going to say if it is or not.

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                                                                           Wander into the world

                                                                           Wander gently my friend

                                                                           Wander into the world 

                                                                           With nothing to fear 

                                                                           Wander into the world

                                                                           Without despair

                                                                           The spirit of God 

                                                                           Is already here.

 

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Please Call Me By My True Names

Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.

Look deeply: I arrive in every second 
to be a bud on a spring branch, 
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile, 
learning to sing in my new nest, 
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, 
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry, 
in order to fear and to hope. 
The rhythm of my heart is the birth and 
death of all that are alive.

I am the mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river,
and I am the bird which, when spring comes, arrives in time 
to eat the mayfly.

I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond, 
and I am also the grass-snake who, approaching in silence, 
feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones, 
my legs as thin as bamboo sticks, 
and I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to 
Uganda.

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat,
who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea
pirate,
and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and
loving.

I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my
hands,
and I am the man who has to pay his "debt of blood" to my
people,
dying slowly in a forced labor camp.

My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all
walks of life.
My pain is like a river of tears, so full it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names, 
so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once, 
so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names, 
so I can wake up, 
and so the door of my heart can be left open, 
the door of compassion.

Thich Nhat Hanh


softly into the Abyss...

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DEEPER SELF

 

Become the deeper Self

Heart over mind resides

Beliefs no longer held

No biases, no sides

 

Become the deeper Love

That's unconditional

That doesn't lie or bluff

Nor being fictional

 

Become the deeper Peace

Beyond the seen and known

Let even knowledge cease

And worldly wisdom gone

 

The ever growing heart 

The kindness that abides

The life like river flows

The light which guides

 

Become the deeper Now

And Here, to behold

This moment like a flower

Eternally unfold

 

By Natasha <3

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Roses are red, violets are blue

Wake up! Yes you! 

Who? I dunno ?. 

Leave me alone, whyre you even reading this? 

?‍♂️

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Violets are blue and Roses are red

i want enlightenment now or at least give PurpleTree some head

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Wake up with no 'me' story

Get up and be unnatached

When walking, feel the presence

No need on a doer to latch

 

You're the Universe in motion

A nobody thinking they are

A somebody with a purpose

A mission that's going far

 

Impressing others, struggling

Trying to make life worthwhile

Forgetting Presense and Being

Require nothing to smile

 

Smile while breathing, creating

As watching the day unfold

The mind will try to snatch it

The love and peace you hold

 

Remain as what is, savor

The moment without a role

Life isn't there somewhere

It's here, it's flowing, it's whole

 

By Natasha <3

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NOURISH

Nourish the mind with emptiness

And the body with virtue

Nourish all things in the world with benevolence

And nourish all ages with Tao

Natasha <3

 

 

 

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SUMMER

Spring is behind

Fall's lining up

Next, we'll put on 

Shades for the sun

 

Swim in the ocean

Walk on the beach

Drink something chill

Eat a fresh peach

 

Smile at a tourist

Make a sand angel

Simple are pleasures

They last for ages

 

Cruises are thriving

Fun overrated

Sit with a good book

The world is created

 

By Natasha <3

 

 

 

 

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