“Beauty is present in all creation, but the danger lies in the fact that we allow ourselves to be influenced by what people think.
We deny our own beauty because others can’t or won’t recognize it. We try to imitate what we see around us. We try to be what other people think of as ‘pretty’ & little by little, our soul fades.
We forget the world is what we imagine it to be. We stop being the sun and become, instead, the pool of water reflecting it.”
― Paulo Coelho,
MMC is becoming addictive. Sometimes shadows take so bizarre shapes…
Happy Thanksgiving with Becca at https://beccagivens.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/nurt-thursday-5th-year
“For those who are not frightened by the solitude, everything will have a different taste.
In solitude, they will discover the love that might otherwise arrive unnoticed.
In solitude, they will understand and respect the love that left them.
In solitude, they will be able to decide whether it is worth asking that lost love to come back or if they should simply let it go and set off along a new path.
In solitude, they will learn that saying ‘No’ does not always show a lack of generosity and that saying ‘Yes’ is not always a virtue.
And those who are alone at this moment, need never be frightened by the words of the devil: ‘You’re wasting your time.’
Or by the chief demon’s even more potent words: ‘No one cares about you.’
The Divine Energy is listening to us when we speak to other people, but also when we are still and silent and able to accept solitude as a blessing.
And when we achieve that harmony, we receive more than we asked for.”
― Paulo Coelho,
Come quickly with me lest the sun sinks into the luring west!
So there’s light to see where an eagle built its lofty nest.
Daring, youthful thinking slipped into this proud bird’s brain.
Or was it confident trust resting in its regal veins.
You see the tree the eagle chose its days in which to live
Looks old and weak and gnarled, like naught it ere could give.
You may be the mighty eagle.
You may be the worn out tree.
No matter what your role is here.
There is still a need for thee.
I challenge the waves
Come and touch me if you can
They chase and I run
Every morning game is same
What matters is our delight