Springtime Sun

nature-3263198_1920“Winter always turns to spring.”
(Nichiren Daishonin)

This is one of my favourite Buddhist quotes. It reminds me of the realities of human life which we cannot escape. There will always be challenges, some greater than others, but our resolve to win is greater still. It’s what makes the world and the people in it so beautiful.

In the harshest of winters, things can seem so lifeless and so dark as light leaves with no ending in sight. Yet somehow the seasons come around as always, changing as we change, giving each of us a strong reminder to keep going and have hope for a better tomorrow.

Change can come in a variety of different ways and is not always easy. Sometimes when things are reaching breaking point, it is at that precise moment when a breakthrough is about to occur. If we have courage to step into it and move through it, we can learn so much about ourselves and our perspective of our circumstances can then be so different. This was certainly the case when I first heard the above quote. I didn’t believe it at first because I was at my lowest point with my health at the time and it seemed like there would never be a resolution to it or hope that my life would get better but it did.

When I was able to change my heart and really believe things could be different, this is when the miracle occurred and the light could enter again. As Marianne Williamson says, “a miracle is a shift of perception from fear to love.

Be ready and willing for your miracle!!

Lots of love,
Lisa

 

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Conscious Light

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Dark nights
of the soul
so often
speaks loudly,
Showing the path
to conscious living,
Awakening to
trickling eyes open,
Touched to the
core with
nowhere to go
but to see,
Sharp to touch
as she dares
to risk it all,
To let it be
undone to the
yellow blossom
of Home,
To jump to
the scene of
mirrored
reflections.

Lost in the
sea of
thought forms,
They gather
the storm,
They make it
easy to fall,
Yet something
remains to
deep calling,
A remembrance
of coloured stories,
Glimmering the
distance of
visioned hope
to the fading,
To the last train,
The becoming
of victory to
someday dreams,
She flies on the
wings of love,
Back to the light
of the truest heart.

Lisa ♥♥♥

Colour the rain…

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Water flows,
Emotions grow,
An understanding
near the horizons,
A knowing
full speed ahead.

Hitting the tracks,
She appears,
Tried and tested
in the becoming,
Wondering
what will be.

Can she make it?
Open aired,
Turning of clouds
the Mind unleashed,
Reality flights
wait in the wings.

Caught in time,
Washed of illusions,
Freedom lives
for the rainbow hearted,
Glass half full
to sun catching dreams.

Rising again,
Glorious heavens smile,
Fields of Spirit
gathering the way,
As moments of memory
colour the rain.

Lisa ♥♥♥