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following 

 

 On this day of your life I believe God wants you to know… 

…that there is a solution. There is. But you must keep

going to find it. You cannot stop, you cannot give up. 
This is about more than just patience. This is about 

more than just persistence. This is about absolute 

knowing that God is on your side. 

  

When you know this, you never give up…and the 

sense of struggle goes away. You simply keep moving 

forward knowing that, in the end, all will work out. 

And that along the way there will be great insights 

and wonderful remembering. 

🎇

   – Neale Donald Walsh

   
God Path with Robin OK 12/17/15

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 I won’t wish this pain away 

I’ll just trust You and obey

won’t search for treasure on this ground 

Cause in You my wealth is found 

I know this is right where I should be 

I will wait for Your light to shine in me 

I will praise You every day 

I am Yours 

Beloved for eternity 
Whatever will bring You glory 

Whatever will magnify Your name 

Whatever will bring You glory 

Whatever, my life is not the same 
Whatever will show you’re holy 

Whatever I do is for Your praise 

Whatever to tell my story 

Whatever, my heart will sing Your grace

🌅

AL

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Written on 11/22/13 at French Park in Cincinnati (first pic) Day before following God’s call to go to Louisville. $40 and no place to stay. I lived in my car for several weeks. ❤️ Miracles and adventures abounded….

loving you loving me 

 

 I have loved in life and I have been loved. 
I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar, 

and have been raised above life’s joy and sorrow. 

My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart that came in touch with it. 

My heart has been rent and joined again; 

My heart has been broken and again made whole; 

My heart has been wounded and healed again; 

A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love, it lives yet. 

I went through hell and saw there love’s raging fire, 

and I entered heaven illumined with the light of love. 

I wept in love and made all weep with me; 

I mourned in love and pierced the hearts of men; 

And when my fiery glance fell on the rocks, the rocks burst forth as volcanoes. 

The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear; 

With my deep sigh the earth trembled, and when I cried aloud the name of my beloved, 

I shook the throne of God in heaven.

I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love, 

“Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret.” 

She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear, 

“My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover, 

and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored.

🤗

Hazrat Inayat Khan, The Dance of the Soul

 

   

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finding center

 

 I think that I shall never see 
A poem lovely as a tree. 
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; 
A tree that looks at God all day, 

And lifts her leafy arms to pray; 
A tree that may in Summer wear 

A nest of robins in her hair; 
Upon whose bosom snow has lain; 

Who intimately lives with rain. 
Poems are made by fools like me, 

But only God can make a tree.

🎄

Trees by Joyce Kilmer

   
photo by Jen Lemen

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 The simplest things in life 

Are the most extraordinary 

Let them reveal themselves. 

– Paulo Coelho 

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There is magic in every little thing. 

Your very breath is magic 

You, showing up on this tiny planet, 

at this very time in history. 

The way the sun glints off your hair. 

The way the trees recognize you. 

The way a child can turn their head 

and plunge you into grief. 

it’s all about perspective. 

Einstein reminds us 

We have a choice in how we live. 

One of two ways – 

As if nothing –

OR

As if everything –

Is miraculous. 

I’m so glad I choose to see the enchanted pathway. 

It’s always a fine day here. 

No matter what circumstance I find myself in. 

Magic abounds.  

🌳

AL

  

simply still

 

   


   

     
 

   

   
   
 In the sixth month already

of the impossible

Gabriel, 

so usually unseeable—

startling, 

though you thought him so foreign,

how nearer than you

to the seed of your life—

fills the room with his wings,

wraps with his words

this world 

beside God’s so small,

sets it in the greater one

among stars 

and you 

lit by the same light,

and calls forth your trust in heaven’s actual, 
—

for with God nothing is impossible—

the divine within, 

inviting your invitation

from even deeper in,

a Word, 

a world entrusted to you,

your being 

that by gift and labor blesses,

brought with singing

through the portal of this blood of birth

and that crucial other,

calling to life

in your drab littleness

the body of your holiness,

the flesh that God without you cannot have.

Even God waits 

to see the miracle,

the birth that only you can birth.

 

There is no test for paradise,

only paradise.

Say yes.

 

😇

_________________

Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Unfolding Light

http://www.unfoldinglight.net

 

  

http://www.designlovefest.com/2012/12/holiday-centerpiece/

 

 

Wo)Men with courage do not always slay dragons, sometimes they ride them…

 

 Furthermore, we have not even to risk the adventure alone; for the heroes of all time have gone before us; the labyrinth is thoroughly known; we have only to follow the thread of the hero-path. And where we would had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence; where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world.
   – Joseph Campbell
 

 Security is a funny thing. We long for it, but it is all too often an illusion, one that covers over our authentic path, one we pay the ultimate price for. Security is a sick-cure for what ails us on the deepest levels. What we really long for is a life that is infused with purpose and connection. I know many people who promised themselves that they would live their ‘real-life’ after retiring from the quest for security. When they arrived ‘there’, they were either entirely exhausted from decades of falsity, or they had forgotten the ‘real-life’ that called them. This is what happens when we bury our precious life below mountains of obligation and distraction. We can’t get out from under them. We are only here for the blink of an eye. Better to substitute the illusion of sick-cure-ity for something authentic and alive. Better to find safety in the heart of a life deeply lived. Better to live true. 
      – Jeff Brown

 

 On this day of your life I believe God wants you to know… 

…that safety is not the thing you should look for in the

future. Joy is what you should look for.
Security and joy may not come in the same package.

They can…but they also cannot.

There is no guarantee.

 

If your primary concern is a guarantee of security,

you may never experience the truest joys of life.

This is not a suggestion that you become reckless,

but it is an invitation to at least become daring.

 

  – Neale Donald Walsh

  
TRUST THE PROMISE
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,

 And out you stepped onto new ground,

 Your eyes young again with energy and dream,

 A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not yet clear

 You can trust the promise of this opening;

 Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning

 That is at one with your life’s desire. 
Awaken your spirit to adventure;

 Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;

 Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,

 For your soul senses the world that awaits you.

   – John O’Donohue 

  

because love

There is an incalculable, faultless, eternal God who loves the frail beings He made with a crazy kind of love.          – Francis Chan

 

What light?

look yonder. 

Is that a candle in the window of a stranger?

or could it be the glow of love

from the heart of a friend?

a fellow pilgrim with shining eyes.

a brother or sister,

who may not look like me,

may not talk like me, 

but with whom I share the same royal bloodline –

the light of hope 

which lives within all

created by God

for goodness sake

let me come near to you

let me share your pathway 

let’s walk in this light together for a while

so I can learn your songs

and you can learn mine

🕯

AL

  

 

smoke screens

 

“Smoke on the Water” in Cincinnati on 12/6/15 as captured by Wayne Clause
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 I stand where I am
lost between worlds

the past is gone

the present space between 

a foggy future 

not fully workable

full of hard edges

struggling 

empty air

lack of conversation 

missing soft expression 

draining 

exhausting 

my fingers clasp wispy dream clouds 

of you

of love 

of home

of music

my tired hopes hang on by threads 

longing for what I want 

a home for living full of love and happy

building a life

eating food made with love

friendship filled with

silences

conversations 

passion

compassion 

touch to sooth our sore places

arms to hold and be held

keep me safe 

let me breathe a little easier

laugh a little

sing a lot

covering me 

surrounding me with love

❤️

AL

 

 APART OR TOGETHER

So much that was 

good in her, 

so much in me, 

cut off now 

from the future 

in which we 

grew together.
Now 

through the window 

of my new house 

that hawthorn’s 

crooked faithful 

trunk round 

an old and broken 

growth, 

my mouth dumb

and Dante’s voice

instead of mine 

from the open book.
‘Brother, our love 

has laid our wills to rest. 

Making us long 

only for what is ours 

and by no other thirst 

possessed.’
Our life not lived 

together 

must still 

live on apart, 

longing only 

for what is ours 

alone, 

each grow round the missed branch 

as best we can, 

claim what is ours 

separately,

though not forget 

loved memories, 

nor that life 

still loved by memory, 

nor the hurts 

through which we 

hesitantly 

tried to learn 

affection.
Our pilgrim journey 

apart or together, 

like the thirst 

of everything 

to find its true form, 

the grain of the wood 

round the hatched knot 

still straightening 

toward the light.

From

THE HAWTHORN

in

‘THE SEA IN YOU: Twenty Poems of Requited and Unrequited Love’

© David Whyte and Many Rivers Press

Now Available at davidwhyte.com

  

the hardest thing 

 

 this birth of awaiting changes
this for that

tit for tat

tuxedo memories

pinstripe debonair

glamour hangs

like confetti in the air

life goes 

round and round

flinging dreams

synthetic roads

leading nowhere 

screams and laugher 

hardest when not fair

up one side now

down the other there

we hang on

we stomp our feet 

and swear

this ain’t right

this we cannot bear

life goes forward

ever on and on

wanting only

to change our point of view

we are loved

no matter what we lose

love will win

love’s always life’s sweet muse

sight or blind

the vision ours to choose

❤️

AL

 

 expectancy. awe

Anticipation of 

coming back to life

moving through the grey

into new 

love

joy

peace

light

There is no guarantee of anything in this lifetime

however there are amazing things hidden

which bring forth their fruit

in their season

Sometimes it feels like it just won’t happen,

then…

flash, boom, bang

and you got okra up to the second floor windows! 

Go ahead, live with the hope

Plan with the expectancy

of all good things

come in their time

💞

AL 

 

It rains on the just and the unjust.  

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On this day of your life I believe God wants you to know… 
…that yearning for a new way will not produce it.

Only ending the old way can do that.
You cannot hold onto the old all the while

declaring that you want something new.

The old will defy the new;

the old will deny the new;

the old will decry the new.

 

There is only one way to bring in the new.
You must make room for it.

 💞

   – Neale Donald Walsh

what if we knew? 

 

This world doesn’t improve by demanding perfection. It improves when we reach through our armor and touch another with tenderness. It improves when we bust through the walls of our conditioning, and try a new way of being on for size. It improves when we work through our unresolved shadow and share what little light we can find. It is the small, positive steps that we take when we are at war with ourselves that change the world. 

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   – Jeff Brown 

  awe…

examination…

it keeps appearing 

again…

I delete…

again…

I delete…

haven’t I already written my poem?

haven’t I already done that one?

What is left that I haven’t taken out…

haven’t examined properly?

There are always layers

As Shrek reminded me,

I am an onion…

layers…

illusions

shadows

truth left to excavate

healing to be hard won

motivations to uncover

mystery to be discovered

always more

God keeps getting bigger

as I examine,

reduce,

open. 

help me to stay in this mode of self realization…

growth…

humble me…

my best self emerges within this process

send it again…

remind me again…

🌀

AL

 

Approaching Wholeness
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it is long. It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to utter simplicity. The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

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– Rabindranath Tagore

  

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the fight 

 

 Step 7: Letting God 

We humbly asked [God] to remove our shortcomings.  

– Step 7 of the Twelve Steps

 

We can never engineer or guide our own transformation or conversion. If we try, our so-called conversion will be self-centered and well-controlled, with most of our preferences and addictions still fully in place but now well disguised. Any attempts at self-conversion would be like an active alcoholic trying to determine his own rules for sobriety. God has to radically change the central reference point of our lives. We do not even know where to look for another reference point because up to now it has all been about me! Too much “me” can never find “you”–or anything beyond itself.

 

So Step 7 says that we must “humbly ask God to remove our shortcomings.” Don’t ever bother to go after your faults yourself because you will usually go after the wrong thing (the real thing remains denied in the unconscious). Or you might actually obstruct your “golden shadow” which is your gift. “If you try to pull out the weeds, you might pull out the wheat along with it,” as Jesus puts it (Matthew 13:29).

 

Instead you have to let God reveal your real faults to you, usually by falling many times, and by other people’s opinions of you. You must allow God to remove those faults in God’s way and in God’s time. If you go after them with an angry stick, you will soon be left with only an angry stick–and the same faults at a deeper level of disguise and denial. Thus most people at early stages in alcoholic recovery just replace one addiction with another. Now it’s nicotine, caffeine, shopping, “stinkin’ thinkin’,” or the angry stick itself, which is supposedly okay because it is a Christian angry stick.

 

Jesus said, “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you” (Matthew 7:7). He was telling us to stay in the position of a beggar, a petitioner, a radical dependent. This is always our spiritual posture, if we are honest. To know that you don’t know, to know that you are always in need, keeps you situated in right relationship with Life itself. Life is a gift, totally given to you without cost. A daily and chosen “attitude of gratitude” will keep your hands open to allow and receive life at ever-deeper levels of satisfaction. But don’t ever think you deserve or have earned it. Humility is foundational. Those who live with such open and humble hands receive life’s gifts in abundance and throughout their years, “full measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over into their lap” (Luke 6:38).

✋🏻

  – Richard Rohr

  


Your Life begins to change when you change. Someday what seemed so difficult will not be anymore. Every step taken to find a new you brings destiny closer to your doorstep. Everything you do consistently is either bringing you closer or taking you further away from the Life you were put here to have. Castaway the demons blocking unrealized greatness stored within the chambers of your soul and never ever stop trying to reach the best version of yourself. The world that now exists will not exist tomorrow because you had the courage to change………………

☀️

 – Mm

Facebook/chasing the tides

  

Please,

give me some inspiration 

away from the lights of retail obsession 

after that quick thrill is gone

the empty thrill of addiction’s lie

what is left but emptiness?

Inspire me with true beauty

kindness

truth

the deep satisfaction of truth

replace the illusion of neon lights

plastic glamour 

with the glory of what is real

to see my true self

the weighty value of love 

the only water to quench the thirsty soul

the only inspiration which keeps us seeking more

while being full 

at the same time

☀️

AL

 
    

 

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