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The Sound of creation

Posted on January 21, 2016 at 12:45 AM

Music is the harmonious voice of creation, an echo of the invisible world, one note of a divine concord which the entire universe is destined one day to sound. 

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My message to you today

Posted on January 3, 2015 at 3:40 AM

The Magnificence of who you are, who you truly are, is far greater than any fantasy you can impose on yourself.

Your greatest power is to be your authentic self and align yourself with your highest values.

If you set goals that don’t match your highest values you create an internal conflict that erodes your confidence.

Honour the values you have and set goals to match them.

Rise up in the realization of who you are and give yourself permission to live accordingly.

The Four Agreements

Posted on November 8, 2014 at 12:40 AM

The Four Agreements - a powerful code of conduct based on ancient Toltec wisdom


Be impeccable with your word.

Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean.

Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others.

Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.


Don’t take things personally

Nothing others do is because of you.

What others do and say is a projection of their own reality, their own dream.

When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others you won’t be a victim of needless suffering.


Don’t make assumptions

Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want.

Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama.

With this one agreement you can completely transform your life.


Always be your best

Your best is going to change from moment to moment, it will bedifferent when you are healthy opposed to sick.

Under any circumstance, simply do your best and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.


                          Don Miguel Ruiz

Inspirational

Posted on June 30, 2014 at 9:50 AM

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.

I want to know what you ache for

And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are.

I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams,

For the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon,

I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,

If you have been opened by life's betrayals,

Or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain,

Mine or your own,

Without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy,

Mine or your own,

If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes

Without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true,

I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty

Even when it is not pretty every day,

And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure,

Yours and mine,

And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,

"Yes!"

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have,

I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair,

Weary and bruised to the bone,

And do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here,

I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me

And not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied,

I want to know what sustains you from the inside,

When all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,

And if you truly like the company you keep

In the empty moments.


Oriah Mountain Dreamer

 


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