People Who Share Beautiful Things

I'm thankful for those people who share things that move me...  To be moved inside is one of life's sweet little pleasures...

Dear Heart Disease

Dear Heart Disease,

I've been fairly lax with you lately.  I used to be more hardcore when battling you.  But recent events, with you almost taking my dad have stirred up the coals.  I know how to prevent you, and how to reverse you.  But I don't know how to get others to see.  I'm afraid you're winning, as people continue to blindly eat the foods that cause you.  People continue to eat animal based protein that contains saturated fat and cholesterol, the components needed to create plaques in the heart.

I'm afraid if I don't figure out how to get people to see the light, I'm going to see my loved ones die one-by-one by your hand.  I'm going to see family members and friends suffer unnecessarily.  By virtue of habit, they are addicted to the animal proteins that cause you.

And if you don't strike down my loved one via animal proteins, your cousins diabetes or cancer will.  How will I be able to help defeat you and your cousins?  Things may start to get ugly between you and I...

Simple Moments of Togetherness

Sometimes we forget the value of those simple moments of togetherness.  Suddenly transported into a more precarious time, a time of uncertainty.  The times when the presence of a loved one is no longer so certain, when at any moment, what we once had can be gone in the blink of an eye.  Thrown into the moment with full presence, soaking up the feelings of connectedness, we cherish our bonds that too often we take for granted...

Oversensitive Senses

So often it feels like my ears are oversensitive to tone.  Today my sleep was disturbed by the sound of a grating vacuum cleaner.  The residual effects are still haunting me, with an uncomfortable feeling around my chest.  It's like a subtle dull ache that won't go away.  Sound seems to have a literal effect of "touching my heart."  It's a double edged sword, since the most pleasant of sound results in stirrings of bliss beneath...  But the most dissonant sounds feel like knives stabbing, digging into me...

One of My Main Motivators in Life

If there were a main motivator in my life, it's probably that of Self-Healing...  Self-Healing with the hopes of getting closer to a more Actualized Self.

If I try to impose discipline on myself from a perspective of "Should," then followed up by self-punishment, there seems to be internal resistance.  It's as if I have separate parts of me rebelling against myself.

The actions are the same, but the perspective somehow changes the energy of the situation...

Negativity in the Outside World?

Often times I feel like negativity in the outside world is really just a calling out from help.  It represents someone or something in need of healing.  It's someone or something that has somehow lost touch with The Essence, with Home.  At times it's darkness that leads the way...

Inner Addiction

It feels so good to find those things that manifest the feelings buried below the surface.  It's as if there's this inner core whose energy can only be felt via medium.  The medium tends to be art related.  Finding ways to access the inner core feels so satisfying.  Yet doing so has brought me so much inner guilt as well, not living up to expected responsibilities in the real world.  This addiction has been a source of pain for both myself and others in my life.

I keep thinking if I keep digging, I'll find something...  Hopefully whatever that something is, it's worth it...

Artichoke Values

I feel like my values are like an artichoke.
Over time the outer leaves fall away.
What was once important is no longer.
Slowly but surely what's left is the heart.

Snail

I'm a snail
Continuously trying
To come out of my shell...

Romantic Diagram?

Is romantic love like a Venn Diagram???

Within

No matter what I do, it has to come from within, even those things that affect those around me.  I have to take more responsibility for my own actions or inactions.  I have to see my own part in all that transpires, no matter how painful it is to look in the mirror.

How To Love

Open a Sacred Space
For Another Person
To be All-That-They-Are
In That Very Precious Moment

A Better Means of Connection and Influence?

Sharing inner experience and showing others what I see, instead of preaching to the world...

Fear and Light

Locked away in comfort
Paranoid by perceived offense
My light begins to dim
Accusing others of sin

Illuminate

Figuring out how to turn on the light switch
So everyone else can see

Mirror Mirror

If someone is a mimic, a mirror towards other people's behavior...
What happens when a mirror is placed in front of said person?
Does one get an infinite images, with mirrors reflecting mirrors?

Viewing Viewing Lenses

The viewing lens we use to observe other viewing lenses
Is still a viewing lens.

INFP Fifth Offended Rights...

Anything you say, can and will be used to offend me, in my subjective court of law.  :)

Questioning Questions

In our quest for knowledge,
How do we know we're asking the right questions?

(Note to self...  How come I never noticed the similarity between the words Quest and Question ?)

Clues to Happiness?

The joy one feels during moments of Self-forgetfulness...  Could this be a clue where to find greater bliss?

IFPs and Openness to Experience

"When they resist an experience before they actually have it, life can no longer teach them by way of surprise.  They're surrendering their strongest skills."

Personality Type:  An Owner's Manual  Lenore Thomson