As the birds fly across the waters and the boats disrupts that which dwells under the sea..
“Sometimes you must let go of ‘what is’ to make it ‘what was’ in order to create a positive space for ‘what will be…” (#Soulmuze)
#Soulspiration #SoulfullySpeaking #UniversalLaw
Photo Credit: Soulmuze 2017
(c) Soulmuze 2017
#choice #chance #change
There is always the #fear of the unknown. Everything that exists today is a result of someone making a choice to take a chance and oh so much has changed!!!
Every unsuccessful attempt at anything teaches you how to do it better the next time. Life's recipe is not set in stone, tweak here, a tweak there can change something from sour to sweet.
What your heart #desires is waiting for you, be diligent, be passionate, be your own change agent.
(C) Soulmuze 2017
“Time heals all wounds.”
Time… How much of it do we truly have? Wounds heal yet leave a scar to remind us of our injury. So how do we forgive for our scars never truly let us forget? As i think about all the jumbled pain I feel in an effort to find ways of reconciliation I come back to how much more time will I need to heal?
“We never know the day or the hour”
At this rate “When my roll is called up yonder” I will be transitioning with unforgiveness in my heart. Just the thought of that makes me a little more depressed. Many people could care less about letting go of anger, pain and heartbreak. For them it is all part of life, yes this is true, but do we want those things to become part of our death?
Holding on to these negative feelings kills a piece of you every day. The snowball rolls increasing in size and the more it grows so does the bitterness and disillusionment of ‘how wonderful life can be.’ It chips away at the possibility of fulfilling dreams in this life… To the best of our knowledge THIS is all we have.
“So you live, so you die..”
I don’t want to take the weight of unforgiveness anywhere, do you? How can we be pulled up into the rapture if our hearts are heavy? How can our spiritual souls travel the astral plains with weighted ankles?
“The longest Psalm has amen…”
We all have differing spiritual beliefs, despite those differences we share the common ground of wanting/needing to remove the weight of emotional pain. If we had the power to turn back time it would be to do things differently so we can release pain and increase love… Love ourselves, a person, a passion.
Time is not limitless, it’s precious and we waste so much of it…. So how do we begin to heal…
The journey of healing and releasing those weights will take on different forms: prayer, meditation, exercise, charity work, music, writing, traveling, speaking … It’s all about replacement. Whatever medium you choose never choose the path of indifference or self -destruction.
When you become indifferent there are no feelings left and you become even more hardened to the world. Those ankle weights rise up weighing down your calves, knees, thighs… You become firmly set, like cement, and you have given power to the darkness.
That darkness fuels your self-destruction… Covering those weights with drugs, alcohol, wanton behaviors that often end up leading to self-assisted death. Pain so deep that the strength to heal is overpowered by the desire to die. You take temporary solace in self-destructive behavior to quiet the voices in your head that remind you of pain and raise the voices of darkness that convince you to eliminate pain by repeating acts of self-destruction. Then one day the voices are no more, you are no more. Did it fix your problem or just extend the cycle of pain to the loved ones you have left grieving, wondering how could I have helped? Why didn’t I listen more, see more…?
“Life is filled with pain and disappointment.”
Oh yes it is, for some more than others. One thing that holds true once you work through the pain and disappointment you can find renewed strength. You can be a voice to others, the ears to listen, the arms to hug, the hope for someone else.
What you needed you can now offer to someone else. When you become an anchor for another they will become an anchor for you.
Back to the beginning…is it that time heals wounds? I guess that’s a personal assessment. the desire to heal starts within oneself and we must reach out to others so we will not rot within.
For me… My replacements are in motion and if they fail I will find better ones. I have no time to waste on people or things in which we don’t share a mutual level of value.
© Soulmuze 2015
#blacklivesmatter #livesmatter
Black is nothing more to you than the absence of light
Does the color of my skin make me a sin?
Does the texture of my hair determine whether or not you should care?
The whip marks from the backs of slaves transformed to tear streaked faces.
Confusion and question on why are there different rules for different races.
Jury of our peers what does that mean?
As I watch what has become a legal execution scene.
Maybe the laws of this land I just don’t understand.
How you can walk away when I saw you just kill a man?
Was your life in danger? Shhh, I must be silent, I must not question.
For on me you may turn your weapon.
Who fired the shot that started and ended it all?
Is death of the perpetrator always the final call?
Split second decisions are not easy to make.
But it always seems to end with a life you must take.
Was there ever a time when you shot to incapacitate?
Does a badge and weapon seal death as our fate?
Even to you my voice has no worth.
You started my journey 6 feet into the earth.
“I can’t breathe” you all heard me say.
Yet I was snuffed out anyway.
Instead of Miranda maybe you should just read my last rites.
Since black is nothing more to you than the absence of light…
© Soulmuze 2014
Tapping your feet, shaking your shoulders complimented by a little head move as you listen to Mary J’s “Real love…I’m searching for a real love, someone to set my heart free…” Yeah, it’s one that doesn’t get old…wait the remix, more vigorous body response required lol.
Here I go “damn I want a real love too” and who doesn’t for that matter.
What’s unreal about ‘love’? Love, the greatest of all things known to mankind. Love is the root of our very existence. How can we say ‘love’ itself is not real? It’s the one thing believers of God and Agnostics have in common.
Everything about ‘love’ is real. So why are we all searching for something we already have? Love is pure and conditional. Yes I said love is conditional! The condition is reciprocation. We are to love and love in return. Doesn’t that constitute a condition? If you don’t get, do you continue to give? Do we love each other regardless…? We should but often we don’t.
Love is real! We are who are unreal and corrupt the purist thing we share. We confuse love with lust, love with sex, love with selfish desires.
We hurt one another and blame love. We can’t be faithful in relationships and blame love
We abuse our children, our community, our bodies and blame love.
Love is real, we aren’t. Love never fails, we fail. How we express love is unreal. We are often so twisted that when pure love is standing in plain view we ignore it. Sadly many only recognize all the love wasted and lost when they are nearing the end of their earthly journey.
I am real love, I’m not searching for it because it’s within me. What I really want is someone to share their real love with me. We can magnify one another, rise above the ‘unreal’, and create a reciprocating environment knowing that come what may love conquers all.
“I am love, waiting here to give you what you need, like you do for me…” Jennifer Holiday couldn’t have sung it better…
© Soulmuze 2012
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