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I remember growing up and always feeling less than. I grew up in a family that was not rich but not considered poor. When my parents split, my mother struggled to get by. I wanted things. I always looked at myself as poor because I didn’t have the things others had. I didn’t have the clothes, sneakers, money. All those external things that I thought would make me happy. I realize today that I blamed my Mother for years for my troubles and for eventually abandoning me.

I never looked at the part I played in her decision to send me to live with my father.

My feelings didn’t change much when I moved with my Father either. I still wanted things, I was still trying to fill a void with stuff. I didn’t realize then that I would never be satisfied. That dressing up the outside and having stuff…

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Mystery Incarnate

Originally posted on Scarlet's Letter:

heart universeLife is a mystery we must live into.

Still, we fight against the unknown with our dominion over “is”.  We attempt to organize the pieces of life into a pattern of predictability that we stitch into the fabric of our future in idle hope that it will create what we consider to be “stability”.  Have we even given the word “stability” much thought to defining it?

Where does the unknown come into “stability”? Where is the mystery in stability? There is no stability, it is an illusion.

And to safeguard against the primal force to transform our latent ways, we pretend we can prevent the mysteries of life. We do everything in our power to know the next step and how to walk it.

I am starting a new practice-a fierce commitment to the unknown.  I have built my life around questions and answering these questions.I want to know what…

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“Believe In A Love That Is Stored Up For You Like An Inheritance.” – Rainer Maria Rilke

Today, if you’re tired from the pain, anger, struggle and sorrow. If you’re longing for peace and quiet, in the midst of the noise, conflicts, and anxieties that are stirring up a storm within. Return to an awareness, of Love. Return to the Resting place of Love, within you.

Return to a knowing that there’s a wealth of Love stored up for you like an inheritance. Draw from this Love that resides within you.

Enter into a moment of silence and stillness. You can do this anywhere, anytime, by cultivating an Awareness. Listen in. Can you hear Love’s invitation to you, from within? “Rest your bones with me. Take all your tired and weary sighs, and rest your bones with Me.” – Reblog from an original posting on 24.04.13, on The Love Culture

“Bones and ashes… bones and ashes… one day, I’ll be bones and ashes…

That’s the thought that crossed my mind, as I took a quiet walk through the showroom upstairs, where urns of crystal jades or biodegradable orbs are displayed like a private collection of exotic pots and prized vases.

As a writer, it’s important for me to get a feel of this place. It’s my client’s business afterall. My colleagues are downstairs having a meeting in Mandarin. For the millionth time, I wished I could comprehend the language. But for now, I am free to explore this building on my own.

As a centre of funeral and bereavement care, I think they’ve done a commendable job. The attention to details, aesthetics, and ambience, are thoughtfully combined to create a serene atmosphere for the grieving.

“Bones and ashes… bones and ashes… one day, I’ll be bones and ashes…

The chandeliers above and the orchids in the corner creates a sense of beauty and familiarity, like you’ve walked into a living room from an I.D magazine, and yet, the mahagony casket with ‘The Last Supper’ finishing or the solid bed of bronze reminds you that this is a departure lounge.

I think about regrets… and how one day it won’t matter anymore. One day, I’ll be bones and ashes… This pain… anger… struggle… sorrow… all that noise churning up a storm within… one day, it will all be quiet.

One day, all these will pale in comparison to Having Loved and Being Loved. But somedays, sometimes, it gets hard to believe that love is all.

“I feel like I have nothing… I am nothing,” said a friend once.

Her words are not hers alone. I am all too familiar with that feeling and I believe the same fear is quietly weighing on the hearts of many. Over the years, I’ve been tracing this fear and feelings of insignificance back to my false assumptions of what Love and Happiness should look and be like.

Loosing that attachment to the appearances of things, and being open to Love as it presents itself in all its ways and form have been liberating.

The truth is, right here, right now, we have Everything because of Love.

This Love,

is in us to grow, is for us to live, and is ours to gift as we choose.

The daily challenge is for us to come into remembrance of our inheritance.

“Believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.” – Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet.




“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.”- Swedish Proverb

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Sometimes we do not know

Originally posted on Mindfulbalance :

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Frequently we don’t know the answers to some of the questions that life throws at us.  We come to see that there is always a balance between knowing and not knowing. We prefer knowing, certainty, clear ideas. But maybe wisdom comes from being able to allow what we don’t know, and from learning to trust.

This is how we become wise:

When the formed

is taught by the unformed.

Chuang Tzu

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“Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.” – Hafiz

Originally posted on theloveculture:

Could it be, Life has SHAKEN you to AWAKEN you? 

Here’s another radical idea: What if that moment your world as you knew it was crumbling down and flipping over, was a divine moment of Grace? 

If this idea isn’t sitting well with you, WAIT, check this out before you go:

“While on an expedition to Antarctica last month, photographer Alex Cornell witnessed a massive iceberg flip, revealing a strangely translucent blue underside that’s completely free of snow and debris. According to Science World, almost 90% of any given iceberg is below the surface, making iceberg flips extremely rare.

Much larger iceberg flips are even capable of causing tsunamis that can overtake nearby ships.” – thisiscolossal.com

flip-1 Stunning Iceberg Flip captured by Alex Cornell: http://www.alexcornell.com/#/antarctica/

flip-2 Stunning Iceberg Flip captured by Alex Cornell: http://www.alexcornell.com/#/antarctica/

On YouTube, in a video entitled ‘Iceberg flipping over…’ the person who posted it described the phenomenon like this: “… the huge…

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Kenya: Garissa Attack Shows Al-Shabaab’s Weakness, Not Strength

Originally posted on Chris McKeon:

Al-Shabaab has been catapulted back into international headlines with its attack on Kenya’s Garissa University, which killed 148 students and drew promises of strong action from President Uhuru Kenyatta. The event has drawn comparisons with al-Shabaab’s 2013 attack on the Westgate Mall in Nairobi and is part of the group’s campaign of reprisals against Kenya for the country’s military action in Somalia. However, the timing, location and nature of the Garissa attack suggest that al-Shabaab has been severely weakened by recent developments in Somalia.

A Kenya Defence Force soldier stands guard in Garissa. A Kenya Defence Force soldier stands guard in Garissa.

Amid the headlines, it is easy to forget that this is the first major attack – and almost the first attack full stop – which al-Shabaab has conducted in Kenya this year. The end of 2014 saw escalating violence in the country’s north-east, for instance with the murder of over 60 people in two weeks by al-Shabaab…

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I saw a posting on my timeline today, with a horrific picture of victims sprawled on the ground, splattered in blood, with this caption, “Dead. Students. Kenya. They didn’t draw offensive cartoons. They’re just kids in Africa so who cares?”

Essentially, the person / group posting this, is asking, “World, do you care about us? If you do, why don’t you say something? We want to know that you care. We want to know that we matter, too.”

What the person / group is asking for, is what every human being desires, as well. We desire to know our worth, purpose and significance. We desire to know if our absence or presence makes a difference to anyone, anywhere. We desire to know we are loved.

Perhaps when they made that angry statement “They’re just kids in Africa so who cares?” they’re directing it to the seemingly lack of worldwide outrage. Perhaps the visible difference in the world’s reaction between the two tragedies, hurts. Especially at a time when they’re in need of comfort.

Here’s the thing with living in the age of the internet and social media. We fall into the trap of thinking that the more something is posted and shared and talked about, the more people care, and the more it is worth caring about. But that can’t always be true. We must never base our worth on these things, and we must always remember that we are loved, more than we would ever know, and more than others could ever show.

We must BELIEVE that.
We must KNOW it within.

If we are living this truth, the way we speak for these victims who are forever silenced, will be different too. We speak from a place of knowing.

Instead of accusing the world of not caring,
Now can be the time to remind the world,
“We need you NOW. Can we join heads and hearts 
and find a RESOLUTION for humanity’s problem?”

Know that SILENCE is a way of expressing solidarity, sadness and care, as well. There are NO WORDS that could do justice to the victims of this tragedy. Taking the time to SHUT UP, to seriously think about the state of humanity, and to dig deep within to unearth that agent of change that is already in each of us, is more important than giving more press time to these agents of evil, taking sick pleasure in gaining attention through forced violence and death. They, too, want to be seen and heard. But let’s not follow them down their unconscious path towards blind hatred.

GRAB HOLD of your ANGER, Kenya. 
GRAB HOLD of your PAIN, World.
Never let them grab hold of you. 

Grab hold of it like a wild dog on leash and let it run, let it lead you forward into greener pastures of Growth. NOW is the time to get good and angry. Now is the time to want CHANGE so badly that YOU become the agent of change for the future. NOW is the time to remember YOU Are Love. YOU have the power to release it. And YOU have the power to choose LIFE.

Some of us have been brainwashed to think that it’s okay to kill others to enforce their beliefs on others. YOU get to choose to raise yourself—and the future generation—to think differently. To Live and BE differently.

It begins with you. It begins with me. It begins with us.

And we can begin by learning how to ask for Love 
without accusing and blaming and stirring more hate.

Love is our birthright. We don’t have to convince anyone that we deserve it. But in times of deep pain, we  tend to forget the truth we already know.

So here’s a reminder, KENYA.
You are loved, beyond measure.


“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.”- Swedish Proverb

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Originally posted on FROM STRUGGLE TO STRENGTH:


To thine own self be true.

I remember not too long ago pretending to be someone else. It seems so dishonest now, but in my active addiction it was a survival mechanism.

I always pretended to be more than I was. In other words I disliked the real me so I created an alternative. I just knew that If I didn’t like who I was, You wouldn’t either. So before you could get the chance to reject the real me, I pretended to be someone I thought you would approve of.

This went on for years. I created and deleted images and ego’s like some people change their socks. Everyday I had to switch up depending on where I was at. I felt I had to be someone else in order to fit in. To be a part of the crowd. To be loved, liked and accepted. After years of…

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Another One Bites The Dust: Yemen in Crisis.

Originally posted on middle east revised:

Yemen is finally getting some media attention. The country is falling apart. One of the most beautiful countries in the world is falling apart (when it comes to beauty of the nature and architecture – Yemen is the shining jewel). Photos by the great Steve McCurry (throughout this post) are here to remind us of that beauty.

Yemen was for centuries the center of civilization and wealth on the Arabian peninsula. The Romans referred to the area as Arabia Felix, or “Happy Arabia.” Tim Mackintosh-Smith writes inYemen: The Unknown Arabia: “Yemen…had something of a Dictionary Land about it: as well as the talking hoopoes and dambusting rodents, men chewed leaves and camels lived on fish; they (the men) wore pinstriped lounge-suit jackets on top, skirt below, and wicked curved daggers in the middle; the cities seemed to have been baked, not built, of iced gingerbread; Yemen was part…

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“You have GREATNESS within you, and responsibility to manifest that greatness!” – Les Brown


“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.”- Swedish Proverb

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