your prison is walking through this world all alone – Deperado (lyric).
You must leave a lot behind
for your life to become whole.
What the Beloved lets go of
to have you!
If there were a hell
God would always be there
carrying people out.
There is a flock that is not well
without you.
When you think you’ve run away,
proud of your independence,
you’re really just lost.
You need each other.
All of life is God’s party
at having found you.
Or maybe, today, another.
Don’t be ashamed to be brought in
on the shepherd’s shoulders:
you got lost in the best possible way,
looking for God.
Remember each of the other ninety-nine
came the same way.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
listen to Love is My Religion
and before it can be begun
the wind whips the wisps of promise
out of our reaching hands
the hard ground dries the wettest seeds
the thorny earth strangles
the fragile thin ice easily breaking
plunges us under the dark icy water of yesterday’s pain
the sensitive places choke us
we allow old wounds to be reopened
by new innocents
replay
rewind
again and again
life is not always kind
love is not always given a chance to bloom
buds crushed early
unicorns are tricky
yeti never let themselves be fully seen
or photographed
quickly disappearing into the foggy forest
yes, truth is written by those in the know:
“it is ours to win or lose”
so, what will we choose?
to step in or duck out?
some people love to talk loud about the desire to win
then secretly, swiftly throw the game
and silently walk away
thinking they are playing life safe
fear is a brutal master
comfort-zones will kill us all
though we’ll keep
breathing for many years
trust is a deep quarry hidden within
the high walls of the castle
each kingdom must be won
the beast slain by our courageous spirit
removing the massive heads of the monsters
with the found sword of our personal truths
Envision holding those fearful grotesque trophies aloft!
Stepping into your full name!
Champion
Conquerer
Love always wins!
You must choose it!
You can do it,
were born that way!
Amy Lloyd (AL)
All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that’s a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.
― Paulo Coelho
Read that again:
All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that’s a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.
― Paulo Coelho
life: acoustic & amplified 