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| Help Yourself |
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| Tell me your mind |
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| Burdens are illusions of this world |
| Hello to all who seek or spread some light. This site I put up for my quest to keep hope, give some advice, help find truth, to share etc. Let it be a place of peace and rest.
Share your experiences, thoughts, stories, even self expression like poetry.
Feel free to drop a line in the message boards for whatever comes to mind, , and I will leave responses/comments to your questions, concerns, troubles, creative art etc. I am not a professional, nor am I an educated therapist or counciler but I am a fellow human being who can relate or feel just as you.
If in trouble..you may already know the answers you search for but can't put them into action, can't figure out what to do because of clouds or obstacles before you. Never stray, there is no burden too heavy to carry. Lets share it all. |
| Chess |
| If we all compared our lives to a set board of chess. Most with a subconscious goal, to win, to achieve success in the game of life. Standing in your square, your choices and your paths all beset around you. Some open, some blocked, some obstacles to over come. Those next to you, the extensions of yourself, and factors that make your life surroundings. Each piece a different part of you, the strong, the weak, the positive and negative.
So how would you approach life if it was a game of chess?
Checkmate. What does that take?
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| Faith Story |
| it was love
for us-
an angel once cried-
under her breath she whispered to me-
told me of her tears that had fallen to the earth-
when she had walked the dry lands-
in search of hopeful life -
the soils of time-
dampened,-
and with held in the roots of growth-
life stretched and struggled -
reaching so high, trying to grasp the sun-
and that sun-
the light that had always shone, that always was,-
warmed her when she was cold,-
kept the life in existence-
but it felt so far away-
so she farmed the fields feeling alone-
and with her burdens-
the floods of her heart came and came again-
sacrifice after sacrifice-
she sought, and prayed-
but the faith she kept, the faith she trusted-
had been there for her all along-
planning before her, before the dry lands ever were-
caring for her as she cared for the life-
in the midst of it all-
beyond the sky so wide-
yes the heavens where she had fallen from-
had opened and lifted her out of the muddy grounds-
faith revealed as the key-
the key for the life to grow-
that no elements of body or world-
could out way the promises of faith-
for life to reach that sun-
to make all things possible-
and when it was time
-most purifying rights--
all the fields had blossomed white-
with stalks taller then the clouds-
and it all grew forever and ever-
she wept no more-
and learned that the hopeful life-
she had searched for-
was with her from her entire beginnings-
inside herself and all around-
for distance and time are only illusions-
faith,-
light,-
life,-
eternity,-
one with the sun-
It is love for us -
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| humbleness patience sacrifice comprehension care love and joy |
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