v množico stvari,
se je igral
te poljubil in rekel:
“Ti si ta-
resno mislim, ti si zares TA!”
kaj verjameš ali čutiš,
kajti nekaj čudovitega,
se bo nekega
Bog, vesolje, energija, izvor…, kakorkoli ga želiš imenovati, ima neskočno preoblek. Ti si ena od teh preoblek, jaz sem ena od teh preoblek. “JAZ SEM TA/TO, JAZ SEM.” (“I am that, I AM.”) govori ravno o tem.
Ko se boš danes sprehajal-a, vsakemu in vsemu, kar vidiš, v mislih sporoči: JAZ SEM TA/TO, JAZ SEM. Vse okoli tebe je vesolje v preobleki. Kaj vidiš?
Anything that annoys you is for teaching you patience.
Anyone who abandons you is for teaching you how to stand up on your own two feet.
Anything that angers you is for teaching you forgiveness and compassion.
Anything that has power over you is for teaching you how to take your power back.
Anything you hate is for teaching you unconditional love.
Anything you fear is for teaching you courage to overcome your fear.
Anything you can’t control is for teaching you how to let go and trust the Universe.
~ Jackson Kiddard
My soul honors your soul.
I honor the place in you where
the entire Universe resides.
I honor the love, light, truth,
beauty, and peace within you,
because it is also within me.
In sharing these things
we are unlimited,
we are the same,
we are one.
“Everything you take for granted is a blessing. Everything you fear is a friend in disguise. Everything you want is a part of you. Everything you hate you hate about yourself. Everything you own does not define you. Everything you feel is the only Truth there is to know.
Everything you wish for is already on its way to you. Everything you think creates your life. Everything you seek for you will find. Everything you resist will stick around. Everything you let go of stays if it’s supposed to. Everything you need is right where you are.
Every time you bless another your bless yourself. Every time you blame another you lose your power. Every time you think you can, you can. Every time you fall you must get up and try again. Every time you cry you’re one tear closer to joy. Every time you ask for forgiveness, all you have to do is forgive yourself.
Everyone you see is your reflection. Everyone you know mirrors you. Everyone wants to be happy. Everyone wants to live in joy. Everyone seeks a higher purpose. Everyone breathes the same breath. Everyone needs love to survive. Everyone has a purpose to fulfill.
Everyone’s the same as everyone else. We just get caught up in labels, names, skin color and religion. Everyone’s the same as everyone else. No one wants to feel the pain. Everyone’s the same as everyone else. Everyone is dying for love to remain.”
Kahlil Gibran is a poet, a prophet…his words really resonate with me.
Kahlil Gibran about child-raising:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.”
Kahlil Gibran speaks to us concerning marriage:
But let there be spaces I your togetherness
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but dring not form one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can containg your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
There is a moment in your existence when you start asking yourself: What can I do to change the world? How can I contribute to the change? And right after this moment comes a moment of doubt: “Helloooo…I am just a small piece of this world! What can I really do or change?!?!” Preberi več