We spend our whole life searching
For our one true love
And we also have to accept our fate
That to wait forever is just never too late Continue reading
We spend our whole life searching
For our one true love
And we also have to accept our fate
That to wait forever is just never too late Continue reading
I thought I had lived
I heard a silent scream inside
That I wasn’t really alive
And I might as well be dead.
Said a little voice inside my head. Continue reading
all these time, I was living a superficial life
I wasn’t made to be just a trophy wife
Day in, day out… I longed to be completely whole
It just wasn’t enough for my poor restless soul.
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On a quiet Saturday afternoon, I watch the rain
Listening to the gushing sound in my window pane
I want to hold it dear… and embrace
And feel the raindrops falling on my face.
It isn’t always gloomy when the clouds are grey
Rain seems to always wash away
And your heart now believes
As it cleanse dirt on the leaves.
For every rain, there is something in store
Raindrops falling… same as before
Wind blowing leaves in all directions
Let it fly away… crashing in intersections.
Rain only falls …. From up above to the ground
And yet no matter how strong it may sound
Play it in your ear and listen to nature’s music for once
Stop. Think. Close your eyes, feel it and dance.
It seldom rains on a Saturday afternoon
Embrace the music and dance to the tune
There is nothing better than to feel
Raindrops on your face… so swift and still.
Never let this pass… the chance to know and feel the rain
Open your heart, your mind and for once be insane
Simple things, simple pleasures for my soul
To dance in the rain, it is never impossible to reach my goal.
Go out, and open your doors…
Rush to the road and gallop like a horse
Sway with the leaves and feel no shame
When you dance in the rain,
You won’t ever be the same.
Raindrops hang on the balcony
Like little silver balls on a Christmas Tree
One start to fall from its place
Another one is falling… they leave but replaced.
Rain is just one of life’s simple forms
To help us get pass our storms
Someday, one day soon… the world will know
How I danced in the rain… Even in pain
Only then… I start to grow.
Falling down, getting back up, red petals and thorns
Raindrops and roses… Life’s little adorns
That’s how I knew I have lived when I found joy amidst the pain
A priceless experience as my heart borns…
A soul, a life… when I danced in the rain.
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truelovejunkie ©
ilearned long ago that we shouldn’t feel sad when we dont get anything on christmas day. my grandfather taught me a lot of crazy ideas that i couldnt understand in the past… he said, one christmas many years ago while he was in the hospital… that simetimes gifts come late. maybe days, weeks, months after the holiday.. but one shouldn’t feel bad about it.. because when everyone has opened and bored with their new toys… i will be the only person who will be breaming with so much happiness because i am still excited as i was just about to open my presents.
its one way of looking at it though… well… some presents are wrapped beautifully… others aren’t…. but the most beautiful gift is the one we couldn’t see at all… but can still share and feel.
happy holidays you all… sending you love and merrry merry lights across the globe.
journey back to you.
Everyday, we go through life
We wear a mask and live with strife
A make believe that we are real
Down to the core, down to what we feel.
But in moments of solitude,
Even when everything is the way it should
A silent whisper speaks to us
Saying… this is not gonna last
A whisper so silent, so brief yet serene
Has caused us to feel something within
Fear, hopelessness, sadness and fright
We live in a tunnel… hoping to catch a light.
But we give in only to fear
And ignore that one little whisper so clear
We put on the mask, again and again
Only to yearn what was way back when.
We journey back in time… back to our childhood
Memories that all was just too good
And the longing creeps in, and so we think
Those days are gone in just a blink.
The mask we wear would soon unveil
The yearning that we try so hard to scale
So we live a life that is masked and a lie
We live a life… but inside we die.
It is never too late to live a life filled with joy
It takes tremendous courage to leave our ploy
But if we step up and try to be true
We journey back… you journey back..
To the real you.
In my secret haven…
I hid behind the shadows of yesterday
Myself… I have never given
The choice to let my heart lead the way. Continue reading
source: http://reallifespirituality.com/new-world/
May 28, 2009 by Akemi

“The day will come when, after harnessing space, the winds, the tides and gravitation, we shall harness for God the energy of love. And on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, we shall have discovered fire.”
– Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
This is the last installment of the Creating The New World series. Ascension presents us the unprecedented opportunity for change, and we’ve been discussing how we can create the New World based on the following five energy flows:
While each post has some suggestions to help you better align with each of the energy flow, which will improve your personal life, the scope of the series is beyond the conventional personal development. Some of you may have thought, “Well, this all sounds nice, I wish there will be a day when this New World manifests, but I’m just an ordinary person and there is nothing I can do to help this dream come true.”
I respectfully disagree. We are born with the power to create. Creation is the purpose of life: we incarnated in this physical world to have fun creating our lives, to experience our own creation and learn through the experiences, then we create even better things, so we experience the love and abundance in a tangible way. Life is about creation.
Each of us has this power to create, and together we create the world. When you bring a positive change to your life, you are changing the world. The point is to create consciously.
Creation starts in the invisible energy field, the spiritual world, and manifests in the physical world. And in tern, by creating in the physical world, we transcend to the spiritual world. The physical and the spiritual are not opposed to each other. They are the two sides, or levels, of the one Universe.
This is the essence of the Law of Attraction. We create as we think, feel, and believe. The Law of Attraction is there so we can learn from our own creation. (If things happen randomly, we can’t learn, right?) Whether you are aware of your creative power or not, you are creating anyway.
What I’ve strived to achieve in this series is to present the big picture of the New World, the vision of our destination of our current creative journey. I don’t know the exact each step to get to this destination — that probably depends on each of your case, and I also think someone who is more detail-oriented and technical in thinking can do a better job in determining the steps than I can. But what are we to do when we know how to walk but don’t know the direction to our destination? My job is to present this sense of direction.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
– Marianne Williamson
The New World is filled with love. Again it’s the kind of love that celebrates the unique quality each of us present, not the love based on manipulation.
So the New World celebrates diversity. I don’t just mean the diversity of races, ethnicities, and such. I mean diversity in ways of life and ideas. For instance, all forms of love, whether it is heterosexual or homosexual, monogamy or polyamory, across the races and ethnicities . . . they are all good.
There will be many fundamental changes in the way we live in the New World. Breakthroughs will change the way we sustain our physical bodies, and there will be few, or no, health issues. Some (or many) of us will be living as lightbodies.
The concept of work and money will change, too. Most of us will be working for ourselves, doing what we love and are good at. Work is a way of self-expression, a way of creation. Eventually, work will be purely about self-expression, not a way to earn money, so we will just give and receive the products and services, not trading them for money. The New World will be that abundant, to the point we don’t need to keep track of numbers.
On the deeper level, the five energies are one. Love and Light are the same — Love is Light, and Light is Love. When Eckhart Tolle wrote in the introduction of The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment that the morning sunlight through the drapery, after his night of revelation, was pure love, he literally means it.
And when there is nothing but loving light, there is nothing that is not Truth. This light of love is also power, and is abundance. It’s all . . . life energy.
But then, on the practical level, it helps us to check our alignment with each energy flow of Love, Light, Truth, Abundance, and Power.
As I wrote in the part on Light, we, each one of us, are ultimately God. We have the same creative power God has.
It is only an illusion that we need to compete, control, manipulate, etc to get good things in life. When we use the energy negative like this, we create imbalance, and sooner or later, we will have to pay. Creating with love is a lot easier and fulfilling.
Thank you for reading this post and the Creating The New World series. Now it’s your turn. What do you think about my vision of the New World? Do you want to add or change something? Do you have any questions about the energy flows of Love, Light, Truth, Abundance, and Power? (Photo by carf)
“Are you just going to admire the jug
or are you actually going to drink the water?”
– Rumi
February 21, 2012 by Amy Sundberg
What does it mean to be an artist?
I’ve been asking myself this question, in various forms, for most of my life. It’s a question that bears repetition because there are so many possible answers, and my own personal answer sometimes changes. When I first began creating, the question wasn’t clearly formulated and the answer was simple: Joy! As I grew older and awareness of economic realities intruded, the questions became How can I be an artist? and Should I even try?
For a year or two, I chose not to be an artist. Oh, I still dabbled in this and that, but I wasn’t wholly or even halfheartedly invested. It was a dark and boring time.
When I recommitted myself, I felt such a deep sense of relief. I was spending my time the way I was supposed to again. I was focusing on what was important again.
Perhaps that relief, that sense of purpose, is part of what it means to be an artist.
We can judge our artistic success on so many levels:
1. Financial: how much money we make, can we make a living as an artist
2. Recognition/acclaim: receiving opportunities, reviews, awards
3. Size of audience: how many people experience what we are doing
4. Growth as an artist: how we are improving and/or taking risks as an artist
5. Producing a piece or performance that works the way we wished it to
But perhaps being an artist doesn’t have so much to do with traditional success. Some of the most lauded artists labored in obscurity in their lifetimes. Many famous writers self published their own work. Vincent Van Gogh, Jane Austen, Emily Dickinson, Jan Vermeer, Franz Schubert, Henry David Thoreau.
If money and fame are of less importance, then what does it mean to be an artist? It means we create. It means we dream. It means we explore the fundamental question of what it means to be human: what it means to be conscious, what it means to experience emotions because of a painting or a symphony or a poem or a novel, what it means to have the capability for empathy. The exploration is inherently of value, regardless of the outcomes.
Stephen King said, “Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around.” Art supports life; it creates meaning, some semblance of order created from the complications of existence. It takes us outside of ourselves and pushes us more deeply inside of ourselves. It raises as many questions as it provides answers.
Being an artist, then, is about more than a job or a career. Being an artist becomes a state of mind.
And the seven-year-old me was right after all. What else does it mean to be an artist? Joy!
i am loved. i have love
i have everything blessed from above
joy that i cannot hoard
so i try to spread it all over the world.
the world that i am sitting on
will live forever long after i’m gone.
this is all too real…
i laugh, i cry.. and i feel
i know love is all we could ever have
and there arent enough words…
with love…
i am sitting on top of the world.
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our world babeee….
sometimes it’s sad when we are forced to cut old ties. we hang on to memories, dreams and aspirations we created in the past… but as one start to journey ahead than the others, and they misunderstand new views, philosophies and beliefs, judgement arises and those people who we thought to be true start to show their true colors and voice out their thoughts on how we are supposed to live our own lives from their viewpoint. i think one basically have to respect each other. friends cross the line and when we voice out OUR own thoughts, they resent it. its a sad day when we realize that at the end of the day, we can choose who to keep in our lives and who to remove. burning bridges is but anything but an easy one to do… but maybe, those bridges haven’t stood on solid foundation for quite sometime. and as we journey to a new and better life that awaits us to be better and stronger and wiser than who we once were, we realize that the bridge has been long tattered before it got burned… maybe one day, we may need to cross that bridge, …when they are ready to cross the new bridge we have made, one that is based on truth, honesty, respect and most importantly, unconditional love… when we start over, when we try something new… it is hard for friends to understand how we have come to be… they say it is not us. it is not who we are. but as we shed more and more skin, we show them who we really are. the one who feels right for us… it is uncomfortable to them because they have always assumed that inspite of everything, we would still remain the same.
a change in our situation arises us to change too. we hit rock bottom, and when we emerge and rise above all the chaos in our lives with very little care of what people may think, in disbelief, they make assumptions on how we view the things that doesn’t meet their standards. arguments arise and when they begin to understand a little of what we are TRULY made of, they tell you….”YOU ARE NOT THIS PERSON…” but when we know who we really are, you begin to wonder… How are they supposed to know me when they know so little of themselves? We justify because we want to keep them in our lives and when we try harder… “YOU ARE WEIRD” is all that you get. isn’t it funny when you just tell them, “i know… if you don’t like me because i’m weird, you can stop being my friend… ” …we will only know how much we can love when we allow others to be weird… for all i care… i love the weirdness in everyone.
maybe for now, i think it is essential that i burn the old, worn, tattered bridge… i am building a new one. and maybe one day, when old friends have come to accept me for who i really am, free of judgement and is able to be brutally honest with me… and simply for the reason that the real me emerging from the box [or shell...] is not the same from the ones they have gotten used to… i will be at the other end.
the old me, is from my old life. the life where everything is laid out the minute i wake up and the minute i go to a sleepless night. the old life where everything is in place, on the right track [for them] ….where no worries to face and without the courage to face the hard ugly truth about the life that we chose… the old me, whom they used to have lunch with and use other people for dessert or entertainment. the old me who would snoop on other people’s lives in facebook and endlessly find something to do… to stall the facing of my own issues… (the issue of having everything but have none ….) because it is always easier to talk about other people, tell them how to run their lives than to face our own and control our own lives. {thinking….simply weird because i began to speak my own truth….because i can dismiss them when it doesn’t feel right anymore…}
people come into our lives for a reason. when it is time to part with them, just hold them close in our hearts… when we burn bridges, it doesn’t mean we can’t make a newer one.. it simply just means that we will wait for them to out grow the familiar. to be cutting ties with them…. doesn’t mean something is wrong with them… it just simply means that we only wish to be with the people who uplifts our soul, give us positive vibes, and NOT LIMIT ourselves because they refuse to EXPLORE. there is a big world out there… bigger than the places in the map… and that is our hearts…
my life may seem chaotic on the outside… but rest assured… ALL IS WELL WITH MY SOUL. and I AM living the the magic of abundance. because I have cultivated who I AM intended to be… All needs being met. I may not have that much money to shop than what I was used to but when all I can do is wonder: HOW DID IT COME TO THE POINT WHERE I DO NOT EVEN HAVE THE DESIRE TO SHOP? I would rather sit in my favorite corner the whole day, draw and write and lay out my book. When told that all they want to do is help, i simply tell them… “i have money issues. that is all… when i had a lot, i didn’t know what to do with it, now that i have enough, i don’t know how to manage and stick to my budget… but other than that, it seems like i always have a little more than enough till the next alimony… and smile…” the only problem a person can have that is easiest to help is financial… other than financial…. it is simply called ISSUES. because it keeps coming back, and WE GOTTA FACE IT.
i cut ties, burned already a broken down bridge… and am settled down… WITH MYSELF.
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just musing out. after making a very irrational and illogical decisions on cleaning up my facebook. the Lord knows what I yearn. He simply delievers it so fast i can barely grasp everything that i ever thirst for in my life. HE SIMPLY ROCKS.
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we promised to be friends forever. i am sure about that promise. but in order for that promises to be real, we have to do this…
PS.
i just woke up from my nap and impulsively cut ties.
Matthew 7:7
when i was a child, i always used to love to color. i wanted to draw but i was too frustrated everytime because i couldnt put in picture what i wanted to. i could make smileys, stick figure and a hut and a coconut tree… then… just very recently, i have discovered so many wonderful gifts that the good Lord has blessed me with. i doodled… i had my kid’s sketch pad and crayons in my room. by some force, i took it from her a few days earlier and just left it lying around my room. while i was on the phone with him, and he was voicing out his current woes, i wanted to be there …right beside him. but since i knew that he would rather be alone, and i on the phone…. i wanted to send my love… so i doodled hearts… then… i just kept doodling the next day…
and i didn’t know how i did it, but i started doodling dreams, memories…. [that i cannot take photos of...] and it just sort of flowed…. my hands were floating like someone was doing all the strokes for me…
it feels so good! i used to think that it would take alot of miracle for me to draw. although a part of me always thought that if i can write… then i could also draw. there has got to be some way… then this is what i came to believe:
i believe that if we open our hearts to God’s wonders, nothing is impossible. My reunion with my first love is a miracle that all was well…. To feel the same feelings 15years ago…that has got to be the biggest miracle i have ever had in my life… God is simply amazing. and all the time when we have given up on ourselves, all we had to do is really just ask…with all our hearts… because we would be given it. I know in my heart, that all these pain sometimes… I have somewhat asked for this.
I prayed for wisdom and He leads me to the right books, articles, blogs…
i asked for inspiration. – He gives me heartbreaks and sends me back in time
I asked to know more of God,- He gives me miracles.
I asked to know more of myself and to push beyond my limits.- He lets me go beyond my “border”
I asked [and i dont mean to be disrespectful, by ask... i mean to pray...] ….i
asked that He show me how it is to live to the fullest and to reach for my full potential.- He sends me to the right people who i can learn something from and practice values— [i never thought i would have..lol]
I prayed –religously that I fulfill my purpose in this lifetime and find meaning in my life. — then with that… i am currenty praying for discernment.
and get this: i prayed last October 2011 that I may find the right person for me. who can dance with my soul and forever have and feel the bliss that would give us the inner peace having found each other and that would help me find my purpose and his as well. the person who gets me.. who is also as crazy as me but accepts me and gives me the freedom to be who we really are. and….BAM!!! after 3 days, like a slap on my face He led me to him.. HE led me back in time. and boy! am i too frustrating to love!!
I have my digital posters, dried flowers, photography, printabilities,
and the closest to my heart and soul…. my writing. and now…. doodling.
I know I can come up with something that I could put all these together soon. and i can almost feel that my dreams are finally coming to reality very very soon…. the book i have envisioned when i was young… is a very personal one. with hand drawn illustrations… and i guess that is probably why i have been putting it on hold, although i knew i was going that way… it still didnt feel right at the moment. but now… OMG!!! I am so freaking out because I know… it is really really near… I will know very very soon.. nevertheless, just playing it by ear and going with the flow,
ALL IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
-OSHO
◦are there any more beatings that you need to unleash?
◦to put to stop to the never ending questiion
◦maybe soon, i may have the answers
◦but for now… you are just another reason.
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May you come to know, see, feel, and experience more and more of that world, which is your world, which is all that is real. May you come to accept, with unconditional love, non-judgment, and non-attachment all that tempts your five lower senses into believing the unreal as being real.
- Louix Dor Dempriey Continue reading
There is an insatiable hunger
that food cannot nourish
there is a deep thirst
that water cannot quench. Continue reading
life will always be my greatest passion
love would fuel me as i go through the journey
to be so much better each day and season
evolve in to who i am and live with authenticity
Continue reading
“Your task is not to seek for love,
but merely to seek and
find all the barriers
within yourself that
you have built against it.”
~ Rumi
Continue reading
if only everyone could feel…
joy and peace and this is real
my heart is overflowing with love like the river..
because i let go.. when i was backed into a corner.. Continue reading
funny how life seems to always know
where to make you wander and then go
if only we take the road that people travel less
at the end of the line…
it surely feels the best. Continue reading

i know how he feels
he is lonely and doesnt know why
he made a choice and wills
to not face his silent cry.
Continue reading
A dark cloud is hanging on my head
I stay and lay awake in bed
Wind blowing against my window
I let my thoughts wandert as far as it could go. Continue reading
I’m twenty five, with a kid
I should be content but still in need
I’ve had an extraordinary life and yet…
It’s something that I wish to forget. Continue reading
where i’m at, there are only two seasons
but i dont see any reasons
why i couldnt feel an autumn
and i have. in my heart. in my own home.
Continue reading
More than a decade
More than the goodbyes we bade
The feelings we have are bottled
And our story shall remain untold
Until the time is right
Then we shall see the light…. Continue reading
LIFE truly ROCKS!
especially when i wake up in the morning with a heavy heart.
because i know, i have things to do and
emotions to feel and make it into a beautiful poetry
that people can see that behind every pain,
is a rainbow waiting for us…. Continue reading
In the end, we became different from before
We have lost ourselves and closed the door
I have always felt that you were
Just lent to me from above
Maybe someday, I will find my one great love.
Continue reading
With all your money, you are never satisfied
Somehow, the love in your eyes have died
Learn to live again,… try to find some joy
I feel for you… you poor little rich boy. Continue reading
I met a guy
Who was so hot, so mysterious and so sly
He was every girl’s dream
I thought I knew everything about him.
Continue reading
To love, I thought
To fight with my all
But my own heart sought
To rise above the fall.
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to be contented and satisfied,
you must learn and not be afraid to take risks.
Allow yourself to blossom.
You can be on your own
and let your uniqueness shines
through without compromising
the serenity of this world. Continue reading