Reflections

Have you ever passed by the mirror and glanced at the person staring back at you and not recognized who it is??

Reflections of ones self are not always what you see on the outside.

The heart has it's own reflection, unseen, but felt so strongly, sometimes we try to run away from it. Thinking if we run fast enough and far enough, we'll out distance the truth that dwells within. A truth that there is no where to hide from, because it dwells within us, not something we can cover up with makeup or a smile.

Look in your partners eyes...what do you see reflected there??
Love, indifference, tolerance??

What ever you see or feel in any reflection, is your doing. Each one of us has the power to control our re-action to any one else's actions.

If you question your reflection and what you see , feel or don't feel anymore,
especially if in a relationship, you need to find out why or why not.
Running from yourself and your own unhappiness will only make you more miserable.

Running or straying from a relationship, where the reflection is not the desired one you wish to see or feel, is not the solution.

The solution is to calm the ripples you see on the suface, so that the current underneath doesn't develope an undertow that will drag you down, or your partner, and make you lose site of yourselves.

If you can't calm the inner turmoil, at least be honest to everyone involved, including yourself.
No-one deserves dishonesty in a relationship. If you fall out of love, and do not want, or can't stay, then leave. That is the only fair action you can take.
Stepping outside the relationship, to seek what you feel you lack, is not the answer.

NEVER !! underestimate what your reflection reveals to others. If you feel guilt or shame....love and happiness.......unhappiness, or trapped.....those emotions will be reflected in your eyes.

Your eyes are the mirror of your inner most desires and those who look, will see what you, either, wish to reveal or what it is you are trying to hide.

Peace

when children are too scared to go to bed and sleep


you know the world has fallen too deep


bombs going off as warning threats


soldiers laughing and making bets


killing each other has become a game


yet they live on – without any shame


boys playing cops and robbers with plastic


is where they learn and plan their best tactic


boys so young, being dragged to war – for who?


fighting for reasons that they don’t want to


see where mans’ greed has lead


parents weeping when they learn their boys are dead


the whole world is participating in a pointless fight


day time is over, the world is dark as night


innocent people are being destroyed inside


when they said we would be in peace – they lied


babies raped and many left to die


mothers not having a chance to say goodbye


the end is upon our nation


do you think God planned this in His creating?


being sick of all the pain caused by others


we should love each other – be brothers


drugs and prostitution are making our world decay


a part of everything dies each day


we have created a ticking bomb with each crime


except now we watch and laugh by paying a dime


how many times must we hear the children’s’ screams?


there are no such things as ambitions or dreams


when will we all wake up and see?


what the world will turn out to be


when will we realize we need more love?


maybe only when everyone is floating above.

Play Life at a Higher Level

Do you know of anyone who always blames someone else for their problems, They claim "its not their fault that they are unhappy in their job, don't earn enough money, didn't get enough education"… and so the story goes on.

On the other hand you most probably know someone who takes responsibility for their life no matter what gets thrown at them. They come from a different way of thinking looking for how they can find solutions and get the best results.

Be the driver of your life, not the passenger and stepUP and take ownership of your outcomes and what you want. The joy in your life will come from the journey you create whilst steering your bus in the direction you want to go to and most importantly have fun with it!!!

The Dance

I have sent you my invitation,
the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.
Don't jump up and shout, "Yes, this is what I want! Let's do it!"
Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires,
spiralling down into the ache within the ache.
And I will show you how I reach inward and open outward
to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, everyday.

Don't tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart.
Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are,
And see who I am in the stories I am living.
And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don't tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day.
Show me you can risk being completely at peace,
truly OK with the way things are right now in this moment,
and again in the next and the next and the next. . .

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring.
Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall,
the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will.
What carries you to the other side of that wall,
to the fragile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart.
And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business
without letting business determine who you are.
When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul's desires have too high a price,
let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world
the stories and the songs you want our children's children to remember, and I will show you how I struggle
not to change the world, but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude,
knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest
intentions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breathing us all into being, not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don't say, "Yes!"
Just take my hand and dance with me.