Let Life Come

To Live

Is

To

Let Life Come

When Love Matters Most

There is always something left to love.
And if you ain't learned that,
You ain't learned nothing.
When do you think is the time
To love somebody the most;
When they done good
And made things easy for everybody?
Well then, you ain't through learning --
Because that ain't the time at all.
It's when he's at his lowest and can't believe in hisself
'Cause the world done whipped him so.
When you starts measuring somebody,
Measure him right child, measure him right.
Make sure you done taken into account
What hills and valleys he come through
Before he got to wherever he is.

Lorraine Hansberry

Because You Loved Me

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An Open Message

On the surface of the world right now there is
war and violence and things seem dark.
But calmly and quietly, at the same time,
something else is happening underground
An inner revolution is taking place
and certain individuals are being called to a higher light.
It is a silent revolution.
From the inside out. From the ground up.
This is a Global operation.
A Spiritual Conspiracy.
There are sleeper cells in every nation on the planet.
You wont see us on the T.V.
You wont read about us in the newspaper
You wont hear about us on the radio
We don’t seek any glory
We don’t wear any uniform
We come in all shapes and sizes, colors and styles
Most of us work anonymously
We are quietly working behind the scenes
in every country and culture of the world
Cities big and small, mountains and valleys,
in farms and villages, tribes and remote islands
You could pass by one of us on the street and not even notice
We go undercover
We remain behind the scenes
It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit
But simply that the work gets done
Occasionally we spot each other in the street
We give a quiet nod and continue on our way
During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs
But behind the false storefront at night
is where the real work takes a place
Some call us the Conscious Army
We are slowly creating a new world
with the power of our minds and hearts
We follow, with passion and joy
Our orders come from from the Central Spiritual Intelligence
We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking
Poems ~ Hugs ~ Music ~ Photography ~ Movies ~ Kind words ~
Smiles ~ Meditation and prayer ~ Dance ~ Social activism ~ Websites ~ Blogs ~ Random acts of kindness…
We each express ourselves in our own unique ways
with our own unique gifts and talents
Be the change you choose to see in the world
That is the motto that fills our hearts
We know it is the only way real transformation takes place
We know that quietly and humbly we have the
power of all the oceans combined
Our work is slow and meticulous
Like the formation of mountains
It is not even visible at first glance
And yet with it entire tectonic plates
shall be moved in the centuries to come
Love is the new religion of the 21st century
You don’t have to be a highly educated person
Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it
It comes from the intelligence of the heart
Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings
Be the change you choose to see in the world
Nobody else can do it for you
We are now recruiting
Perhaps you will join us
Or already have.
All are welcome
The door is open.

Author Unknown

Let Your Own Light Shine

There is nothing enlightened
About shrinking
So that other people
Won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God
That is within us.
It is not just in some of us,
It is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously
Give other people permission
to do the same.
As we are liberated
From our own fear,
Our presence automatically
Liberates others.

Marianne Williamson

Of Love And Souls

What can the love in my soul

Be compared to another wonderful soul

Which is so far and yet so close of my self ?
What can this symbiosis between two souls can be ?
What can love be

When you feel you cannot sleep at night,

That every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart,

When every breeze of wind has magical meanings ?
What can love be

When you feel that you want nothing more in this world

That to be with the soul you love ?
But what can love be

In other transcendental realities?

What about our souls ?
Are our souls a waterfall,

A true Niagara or a smile,

A flirt of an angel ?

Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy

Or a lightening in a summer rain ?
Our souls could be all of this

And much more.

But what really happens

In that transcendental reality

When we feel we are truly in love,

That we love so much that it hurts ?

That the air in the room is unbreathable,

That the sentimental,

Spiritual or physical distances kill us ?

What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever,

Looking for an excuse or an argument

For the person we love so much,

Our Great Love ?

What are all these ?

What are the looks lost

In the desert horizons of unfulfilment

Or those in the eyes

That deeply loose each other

In the others

Inside

The souls ?

Sorin Cerin

When You're Young And In Love

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And In Time , Let Go

For this is Wisdom;
To love,
To live
To take what fate,
Or the Gods may give.
To ask no question,
To make no prayer,
To kiss the lips
And caress the hair,
Speed passion's ebb
As you greet

Its flow,
To have,
To hold,
And
In time,
Let go.

Laurence Hope

Lover Inside Us

I fell in love
With the thought
That
A human life
Could be a priestly conduit,
A connecting link
Between earth and sky.
As I grew and stumbled
And,
Most important,
As I began
To love
And be loved,
I realized that
The ultimate priest
Is the
Lover inside us.

Marianne Williamson

Life Die When Love Is Done

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies,
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done.


Francis W. Bourdillon

Year Round Valentine

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Love Is All Around

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'Cause You're .... My Friend

Through good times and bad,
Through happy and sad,
Beside me you stand,
Beside me you walk,
You're there to listen,
You're there to talk,
With happiness,
With smiles,
With pain and tears,
I know you'll be there,
Throughout the years.
We are the circle,
There is no end.
'Cause you're ....
My Friend.

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all !
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture,
Still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
For some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
Meet them at the door laughing,
And invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
Because each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.

From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks

Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do

Today, like every other day,
We wake up empty and frightened.
Don't open the door to the study
And begin reading.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
You must ask for what you really want.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
Where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Take down a musical instrument.
All day and night, music,
A quiet, bright reedsong.
If it fades, we fade.
I would love to kiss you.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles
And the one great turning, our souls
Are dancing with you.
Can you see them when I whisper in your ear ?
Don't go back to sleep.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
You must ask for what you really want.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Adapted from a poem from Rumi

The Garden Of Love

The garden of
Love
Is green without
Limit
And yields many
Fruits
Other than sorrow
And joy.
Love is beyond either
Condition:
Without spring,
Without autumn,
It is

Always fresh.

Jelaluddin Rumi

Love Is In The Air

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The Nature Of Mind

The nature of
Mind
Is the background
To the

Whole of

Life and death,
Like the

Sky,
Which enfolds
The whole universe
In its

Embrace.

Sogyal Rinpoche

Labour Of Love

When you work
You fulfil a part of

Earth's furthest dream,
Assigned to you

When that dream was born.
And in keeping yourself

With labour
You are in truth

Loving life,
And to love

Life

Through labour
Is to be intimate

With life's inmost

Secret.

Kahlil Gibran

The Calling

The heart has a voice and a music,
The same ones
Your spirit have

Recognized for many ages.
The voice of

Your Heart
Is the voice of Freedom.
Through it
You’ll be able to find yourself
And
Find your inner God.
Let that voice

Be heard,
Recognize yourself
As the

Creator of

Your own reality.
Put aside

All the masks
They have made you wear
In order to belong

To the illusions they created.
Don’t waste your life

Living them.
Be what you are
Born to be.

Patricia Ariel

Hour Glass

Consider

The

Hour glass;
There is nothing
To be

Accomplished
By rattling or shaking;
You have to wait

Patiently

Until

The sand,
Grain by grain,
Has run

From one funnel

Into

The other.

John Christian Morgenstern

Beautiful

You've got to get up
Every morning
With a smile on your face
And show the world
All the love
In your heart
Then people gonna treat you better
You're gonna find,
Yes,
You will
That you're Beautiful
As you feel

Carol King