Thursday, May 14, 2009

Just Smile!

Don't wake up surprised that you are loved! Welcome each day with a smile... it might change your life. Smiling relaxes your body, makes you feel happy, and shares light with those around you. Don't be too rushed that you never notice the fragrant flowers all around you, or the energy of the graceful trees! Take time to notice the people who you come in contact with, they are your brothers and sisters. Everyone has something wonderful to share. Among the chaos surrounding you, delight in the simple things... a glass of water, the sky above, a friend.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Inside my heart.



I admit it. I am heartbroken. I find myself surrounded often by other people, distracted, staring off into nothing, not really listening to what's being said around me. I'm hearing, but hardly listening. As my eyes wander, I escape into the mess I've made inside my heart. Often I feel sadness, but just as often I feel hope. Lately, hope hasn't been showing up enough. I look at the world from a broad perspective, I feel pain and hopelessness, and that everyone's fucking everyone over. But at the same time, I look at a tiny, blue flower in the grass, and realize how much that flower makes me a better person. Life is beautiful, so why am I so sad? There are so many flowers, more flowers than there are wars!.... but still, there are wars.... Wars on our children, wars on our minds, wars on our humanity.

This burden I am holding for the world is a blessing and a curse. It is so amazing to feel such a close connection to the world, but it is so hard. To deeply feel something is beautiful and sacred, but can be painful and difficult.

I want to give everything. But I don't know what to give it to.

I think I just need to listen.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Weeping for the world


Weeping for the world

I want to hold you in my arms

But it's you that's holding me

Tears pour down my face

I want to change the world

But the world's just changing me

I cry for you world

and you're soaking up my tears

Seen the children who ran from war

and a mother bury her child because of war

But we are just your children.