A Though About Meditation.

When you use
mindful awareness and concentrated meditation as a tool to change your thoughts and vibrations you can change your subconscious preceptions and prejudices. As a result you will change your life. As you think it today…you become it tomorrow. Sow the seeds you want. Get rid of the weeds. For me that is what meditation is all about. It is a time to clear away the negitive and magnify the good. My two cents.

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Everything you see, comes to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are heard, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are touched, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are tasted, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are thought of, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are imagined, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things that are learned, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All that is manifest, come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
All things of the mind come to pass.
Know that you are not that.
That which does not come to pass,
but inside which all phenomena come to pass,
know That—to be your Self.

~ Mooji

Be careful of those people that you run all over.

Sometimes, they may also need you to lean on.

They may have more to offer than 1000 four leaf clovers.

One day you may find them gone.

Their inpact is something you wont be able to replace.

Their giving hearts have grown so sad.

This could be very painful to face.

You may find yourself not feeling so glad.

You might cry.

You might shed tears of disgrace.

A part of them might die.

They may find a way to again feel alive

You may go though your next days.

You may feel like you are in haze

For that big mistake.

Something you cant erase.

You were too busy with what you could take.

With you, they may forever rest their case.

Famous peom by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon.

I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true

I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.

I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

by Oriah Mountain Dreamer