thoughts are jumbled
but my heart is free
thoughts are jumbled
but my heart is free
Dear WP friends,
I have had a Word Press premier membership for the past year, and I am thinking about not renewing it. Any thoughts on premier vs. free? Also, does anyone know what will happen to blog posts I have created on my premier address, will it simply disappear or will it transferred to my regular wordpress account? Thanks for reading, and any suggestions or sharing of experience would be appreciated.
old hurt places
what is good
I am grateful and surprised to be nominated by His Perfect Timing (https://hisperfecttiming.blog/) for the blogger recognition award. His Perfect Timing is one of the first blogs that exemplified for me a mix between sharing personal stories and a testimony of one’s faith lived out into the word.
I think my gateway online forum to blogging started with the days of live journal, I used to post about my days. For those of you too young for Friendster and Livejournal, they were social forums before Facebook. I blogged before, but I got on WordPress this past year and started to share some of my art, poetry and thoughts. Letters To A Young Spiritual Seeker, the letters, are written as if I am writing to my younger self or someone who was lost but seeking like me. I don’t know if I have much wisdom to offer, but I do have a wealth of experience of all the dead ends I’ve run into in the spiritual life.
A profound moment lost forever
In the wake of worry
Awe’s reverent beauty
Overlooked for life’s illusions
No wonder lights the soul
As worry’s froth and foam
Clouds one’s perspective
Lost in thought and never saying never
Everything is blurry like walking in a flurry
Beauty surrounds me even when I feel pity
Chances squandered, like when an ump cried “foul!”
I dance with death with awe
Each move so seductive
First off, I am surprised that you come to be seeking guidance on romantic love. I feel like you could guide me more authentically and wisely than I could. I have not always loved well, nor allowed myself be loved with gentleness. I think we all struggle with this.
I know you are young, and lots of people are advising you to be careful and not rush into love. I for one make no such suggestion. Let your heart love fully and without restraint. Part of learning to love is having it break from time to time, so it can be remolded. Just remember to let it soften, instead of becoming hard like stone.
It has been my experience that real love makes the heart expand, and real love for me cannot occur until I have opened myself to the Divine Lover. No human power can love you or love me fully, we will always be let down. So I make no suggestions about finding the perfect person, navigating online dating, or where to find the love of your life.
My guidance for you since you asked for it, would be to learn to be at peace with solitude. Spend your alone hours building your relationship with the God of your understanding, and just bask in the love between you and your God. The rest will follow.
All of this is easier said than done. There will be hours of the day that you are hit with profound loneliness and longing, the type that can easily lead one to despair. I have ventured into the dark waters of self pity, despair, hopelessness and suicidal thoughts; there’s no real love in such darkness. However, hope and love can be a beacon of light out of such darkness.
Remember that love does not happen when we always want it, so be at peace with yourself. Enjoy the quiet hours of your life, and embrace loving the very people in your life instead of always seeking for the one.
I hope love finds you again and again, until you are at home with the one who breathed life into you and calls you by name.
Love and Love,
Your Friend on this Journey of Life
each moment with you
awakens in me
new profound joy
I wrote this poem thinking about my daughter. This past few years have been difficult, but I am extremely grateful to have come through separation and divorce without loosing my appreciation for joy. I would rather have my daughter grow up in two happy households, and then one filled with bitterness and silence.
Each person’s journey is different, and mine is definitely not the one I thought I signed up for, but it’s the one I got in order to grow; I can either embrace it with gratitude, or try to run filled with fear and hate. I choose the first option on a daily basis, and some days I fail miserably. Each day is an opportunity to learn from my mistakes and grow.
My daughter has been a great teacher on how to embrace each momemt, and open my heart to each moment of joy, sadness, beauty, and simply be.
I wouldn’t have experienced moments like this without my daughter in my life. Experiencing a zoo through a child’s eyes is magical, and one that makes my heart full. I am so grateful I was able to share this moment with my daughter, my mother, and of course a giraffe named Jack. Each day is an adventure. 😉