Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Time for Self ... Time for Being


Leisure
William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.


Are you giving yourself time? Do you have to rush? ... Stop and notice the beauty all around you.

Stop reading the newspapers ... give your money to charity ... chillout ... take up a hobby


Quotes:If you want to be happy, be. ~Leo TolstoyHappiness is never stopping to think if you are.


~Palmer SondrealMost people would rather be certain they're miserable, than risk being happy.


~Robert AnthonyThe best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.


~Mark TwainIf only we'd stop trying to be happy we could have a pretty good time.


~Edith Wharton Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place. But there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.



Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Who are we?

Do we know who we are?

Do we know where we are going?

Do we know our purpose in Life?


Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Gosh! almost 6 months no see

Created by Marie Moore (trinitystar) Titled The Mystics Heart
Created by Marie Moore trinitystar Titled Angels





Gosh Folks!

Not realised I had not been here since February.
I have been so absorbed in images and writing blogs seemed to of drifted down to the bottom of the pile. I thinks it's time just to take pen in hand once again.

I see Don and Floots seem to be doing everything ... I don't know how they do it. Wonder men.
Thanks to anyone that has been popping in.
Its time to attempt to read some your works.

Hugs for you all.
The Mystic's heart is filled with Love for all
He will lend his hand to you upon the path if you fall
His work is never ever complete nor done
The Mystic always has time for His Wizardry fun
He teaches you to love all your brothers
The true Mystic teaches of God's Love and no other.
Extract of Mystic's in Love
The true mystic will never be understood, and those honoured as saints were likely, then and now, to be remembered more for what they accomplished (or for what their intercession is thought to obtain for their devotees!) than for their mysterious and often troubling focus on the divine. Many a mystic, Francis of Assisi being a prime example, is gifted in expression, yet the fullness of their union with God leaves us puzzled. Total unity goes beyond the senses and the intellect, and the greatest of poets is rendered silent by the inability to fully share the inexpressible.
Christian mysticism sees growth in spirituality as involving an ever deepening, personal relationship with God. The mystic, whose longing for a total bond with the Beloved, is not seeking nothingness, nor to “find the God within.” His Lover is also a Person, albeit one Divine. Since true contemplation is a gift of grace from God Himself, the mystic remains fully (and, perhaps, anxiously) aware that his own accomplishments and efforts cannot attain this union.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Love


Lend me your heart for awhile
And the warmth of your smile
As I whisper softly in your ear
You are my strength that takes away the fear
You are like the sun to me that brightens up my day
You give hope and understanding in every way
You are my heart beat that ticks every hour
You are that beautiful raindrop upon the softness of a flower
In my darkest moments you are the moon that gives me light
You are that eagle that takes me soaring high in flight
When you kiss me you fill me with desire
You rekindle love within me and light my fire
Your smile and honest words of encouragement
Gives me that feeling that you are heaven sent
.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

A relfection of Love

I stood and gazed at this beautiful reflection
A breath taking vista with divine connection
It reached the depths of my bewildering soul
And I longed to gently touch you my Love
The compassionate one, with a heart of gold
cloaked in kindness a wonderful gentle soul
I pondered if you could hear the whispers of my heart
You an angel whom the Gods sent here
A radiant light that brushed away my fear
I love you

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Soul Lovers

Friday, February 06, 2009

At the end of the day

Photograph by trinitystar

At the end of the day

Sometimes its unwillingness to surrender

Crimson warmth stretches across the expanse of the sky

The sun bursts forth its final encore

Bowing majestically upon the horizons door

A horizon filled with hope

The curtain of darkness gradually falls

Like a black cloak flowing in the evening breeze

Heaven is the blanket that covers the dreaming soul

Until dawn breaks

And we awake

Quotes


Dusk, is just an illusion, because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are; there cannot be one without the other, yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel, I remember wondering to be always together, yet forever apart?


No matter how dark the night, somehow the sun rises once again and all shadows are chased away
PonyBoy
David Matthew

PS. I kind of made a reset to the blog and unfortunately I have lost the sidebar links to your blogs. And I am not sure how to use the new template. If I am missing you out ... you know why. If anyone can make a suggestion on how to retrieve them or how to make a new sidebar link. Ive tried everyway and it doesnt seem to be happening.