Posts to Ponder
Writing to provoke thought.
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“Where emptiness meets eternity” is a line from my poem The Death of a Heart, from my first book. I don’t know where things I write come from. I am clairaudient and some sort of medium, so I hear (and see) spirits, (which I plan to blog about sometime) so I can’t say if it
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Living a magical life is a choice, much like the choice to be happy. Life will not always accommodate that choice as things can and will happen that are not ideal nor desirable, but the choice remains. A magical life is lived with intention and understanding that one creates one’s reality. Creating one’s reality is
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When we awaken, we become aware of our true nature: we are immortal spiritual beings in a human body having an experience in a third dimensional reality. This is why many use the term, spiritual awakening, as it is the awakening to the spiritual nature of one’s being. Another aspect of that nature is: we are all
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I write from my experience and understanding, offering my perspective, as we all have a unique way of seeing things. I encourage the reader to question, seek, and research. You may see things differently. The truth is cloaked in a web of deceit in which those who seek it are often caught. It can send
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Your mind is a powerful thing. It creates your reality. One person, on their own, usually affects only their reality, as they are but one mind. Large amounts of people with the same intent, however; can affect reality on a mass scale. And they do. Everyday. Your thoughts can manifest things, both those you want,
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Going into the most opaque and obscured parts of the darkness is not for the faint of heart, yet it is something we all must do if we wish to become enlightened. We must be willing to let go of all we think we know as truth and consider every possibility. It is the journey
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The sinking feeling of depression creeps up on me again. It feels like a lead weight I’ve suddenly found myself encumbered with. Like an anchor, I toss it overboard. It swiftly sinks through the depths of the cold darkness and I along with it, yet I remain in the vessel from which it was dropped.
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On the days I’m feeling uninspired I look at things more closely. I listen more intently. I feel more deeply. Something will strike a cord in me, and it may only be a slight vibration, but if I allow it to grow, it will consume me. Through the lens of my camera everything seems more
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Lifeless butterflies, dead and dry, rest in their perpetual state upon a lovely journal that has yet to have its virgin pages marked with the scratching of a barely legible hand. Dead yet beautiful are the butterflies. Promising but empty is the journal. Thoughts can be as fragile as the wings of a dead and
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There is a pathThat leads to eternity,Where trees guide the wayWith unwavering certainty. There is a path where pain ceasesAnd dreams are released,Where one’s level of consciousnessIs greatly increased. There is a pathThat if you dare follow,What you are today,You shall no longer be tomorrow. There is a path to understandingWhere you will instinctively know,The
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