Touching Souls

I was taken back to the moment in  time when my sister had passed away. I remember placing my hand on her arm and knowing at that moment that her soul was gone. In many ways I never appreciated the viewing as with my brothers passing , he chose not to have a lay out and he had become a spirit passing in the wind and my last image of him was alive and filled with energy. It brought to mind the touching of a soul. How could I describe this merge with the spiritual being. I thought of all the people that have crossed my path and how some people were like empty vessels and others left something special upon the soul. I wouldn't necessarily chock it up to friendship. There are all kinds of friendships but they don't all leave a footprint. I think of it as radiation and how it becomes accumulative, radiation never leaves it just compounds. I once thought of this touching of souls as the building blocks of character  and to some degree I still do. There is no doubt that we are changed forever by a simple passing. It is almost as if those times become document markers within our life. The network of souls appearing somewhat like a schematic, directs our being whether we realize it or not.
I found that this touch of the soul had nothing to do with the earthly right or wrongs and really does have to do with a spiritual connection. Like stripping away the layers of life to view the energy in motion. When I have tried to place this passing or this touch of a soul in context with the earthly vision it becomes complicated. But as you realize that our human vessel is merrily that a carrying tool upon  this earth, it much more easier to understand and accept the momentous occasion when souls touch.
Imagine that in the darkness you are not alone that your energy can travel anywhere on earth and the heavens. Embrace the impossible and feel the love entwined. It seems at times that we are overcome with our fixation upon the flesh that we fail to realize the power of the mind and its ability to touch a soul. How do you know if souls have bonded?

You sense my needs,
though flesh is far apart,
leaving a footprint on my
soul that lives on within
the heart.

You gave to life direction
holding hands as we go,
living and loving as the
bond within us grows.

I know it's awfully special
and I struggle to explain,
the comfort and embrace
even on darks days of rain.

Sometimes for a moment
and hour or a day but
the true touch of soul
is within us to stay.

la la la

I never stopped to hear the tune
of the song bird passing through,
I saw the storms that come our
way but failed to see the light
shined on threw.

The sky took on a shade of
a wonderful baby blue, from
the moment you reached
for my hand and in my heart
your love grew.

La la la , la la la as I felt
your love. La la la , la la la,
my heart sings true la la la
I love you, oh I love you
yes I do.

Let's Dance

It was a reader that pulled this up out of archives. I almost didn't recognize my own thoughts.


Let's dance...... life is waiting.

To champion life one must come to respect its opponent, as only the balance with nature successively leads us down the path of a harmonious existence.

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I have not found myself lost in my travels only misguided.

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To seek inner balance we first have to

understand our own actions.

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Complicating life is the concept of confusion

created by the mind.

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To allow our heart to reason with our soul

makes for an obvious answer.

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If we prospectively view life as a series of chapters

then there is neither a beginning nor an end.

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If all of life were easy, would it be as rewarding?

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Character is created through experience.

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I am..... because you believe.

Every rain drop...

I took my request to the power of the wind, touch him gently and let my love flow within. Like a kiss from the heavens may it brush against his cheek with the simple reminder how much he means to me.  May he hear the whispering wind in the morning when he first awakes and again at night before his dreams he partakes. Like the songs of my heart that sing for him alone, touched by the heavens and to him wind blown. Wherever he travels, wherever he may go, sow the seeds of love and watch them quickly grow. Souls in passing, bonded into one, inspired by passion and devoted by love. I took my request to the power of the wind, touch him gently and let my love flow within.

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Lord, I am asking," please tell me true, is this love I feel that makes the sky so blue?" I can't explain the madness that resides inside, the loneliness I feel when he is not by my side. I hunger to wake up to the sweetness of his kiss and to taste the joy of the meeting of lips. My pillow is my best friend, it knows just how I feel, catching all my tears drops and holding them still. The days are filled with darkness and so I say to you," Lord please tell me , please tell me true , is this love I feel that makes the sky so blue?"
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I stopped to think and my thoughts were all of you and so I cast my vote for the heavens and royal skies of  blue. Lead me on the path of life where love is all I'll see, I am afraid tomorrow will fade like a dream. I see him in the distance his arms awaiting me and there is where my journey starts and there is where it ends.

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To love is the gift of life,

to be loved a dreams delight.

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What can I believe? For I can't see and yet the visions appear in my dreams. I hear it in the silence of the night, the sounds of your voice that I can't fight. Like  a rose from the garden, beautiful to see , but quickly passing crumbles before me.

 

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The Fallen Rain

 

Every rain drop,

every cloud that

passes by, simple

reminders of you

and I.

 

Sing heart sing,

dance soul dance,

love my darling,

if only by chance.

 

Every rain drop,

every cloud that

passes by, simple

reminders of you

and I.

 

 

Sing heart sing,

dance soul dance,

love my darling

if only by chance.

 

Every rain drop,

every cloud that

passes by , simple

reminders of you

and I.

 

Sing heart sing,

dance soul dance,

love my darling

if only by chance.

 

Every rain drop,

every cloud that

passes by, simple

reminders of you

and I.

 

 

My Heart Whispers Words of Love

A few weeks back I was watching a movie, when my daughter walked in and asked " what language is that movie in ?" I looked at her and said" what ?" She said " the movie what language is it ?" It never occurred to me that the movie wasn't in English as I automatically read the captions and was so into it that the difference in language never crossed my mind. It is a reminder that we see and hear what we want or do we? I have been quite overwhelmed these last few weeks and the weight has been overbearing. My mind has traveled once again through the many chapters of life. In this review, I sometimes ask myself " had my choices been different, would the outcome have been more favorable? Life is filled with risk , challenges, and yes heartache. There is no doubt something's might have remained the same, as childhood laid the path in which we begin our travels. The negativity that surrounds me chokes away my very breath.

Simplicity

To wake up in the morning
with your tender lips to mine,
to feel your arms around me
while losing track of time.

Replace the gray skies with
a subtle soft baby blue and
dance the dance of lovers
on the cloud meant for two.
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Every tear drop has a story to tell,
some stories are like heaven and
a few were cast by hell.

My heart holds them all both
the good and bad and a few
made me happy and some
made me sad.

Every tear drop has a story to tell,
some stories are like heaven
and a few were cast by hell.

I stumbled on this journey
and occasionally I fell as
if my legs were wobbly
from some awful spell.

Every tear drop has a story to tell,
some stories are like heaven
and a few were cast by hell.


I was reading on the redwood trees and I was amazed that some of the trees lived for a thousand years. Ahhh I thought if only those trees could tell a story , what a story it would tell. So I put it on my list of things I want to see. So I decided to map events to travel across country.

I won't live a thousand years
like the California redwood trees,
and there is no guarantee how many
days we have left to breathe.

I will take each day as it appears to
me and the thank the Lord for each
night I have to dream.

I won't live a thousand years
like the California redwood trees,
and there is no guarantee how many
days we have left to breathe.

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My heart whispers words of love,
from earth to the heavens above.
It speaks of the moment your
soul met mine and we became
eternally entwined.

My heart whispers words of love,
from earth to the heavens above.
It speaks of passion , happiness
and desire, from the moment
you set my soul on fire.

My heart whispers words of love
from earth to the heavens above.
There is no trace of sadness nor
sorrow in this tale, the words
of love were cast like a spell.


My heart whispers words of love,
from earth to the heavens above.
To the angels listening to those
who dare to care, the words of
love are here to be shared.

Sarah Vaughan - I'm Gonna Live 'Til I Die

Every Story has an End

It has been one of those seasons where there has been more rain than sunshine. The dark and gloomy days of summer find me canceling events as well as reviewing my life. I am not sure if it is the older I get the wiser I am or with time you just  become more aware and interpret life differently. I have found myself not necessary lost in thought but almost reliving my own reaction to a moment in time. Sometimes it is awareness, knowledge and time itself that alters my thoughts. As I look back one thing is certain and that is that we truly only know what we our self think, everything else is left to ones own interpretation. This is how we complicate life as we try to understand the actions and thoughts of others. So instead of wondering what someone means or analyzing a situation, I decided to look closely into myself to understand my own reactions and actions better. When a top spins and stand up by centrifugal force an thus goes round and round. I feel the same way as long as I am moving, I stay spinning without thought but as the day slows my mind picks up where my thoughts take over . 

It is true,
my heart doth speak,
for memories within
my spirit peak.

I sensed it,
felt it and I knew it
to be true, when
gray skies turned to
the brightest blue.

I laughed and giggled
and danced on clouds
as my heart sang out
loud.

Time has passed,
days gone by,
little by little
riddles the mind.
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It wasn't always clear,
though laid brick by brick
with truth. The crossing
of a path, the shades
in every hue, two
souls in passing
under skies of blue.
~
Life is but a riddle,
a puzzling day or two,
mystified I pose to
solve as each problem
grew.

Difficult it maybe,
not all would understand,
as I questioned the
revelation of every
grain of sand.

~
I couldn't rewrite the chapters
all I could do was review as
I tore each page from the
book and said my adieu.

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It was rather persistent the ache I felt inside,
distressed and disturbing it toyed with my mind.
I sensed a thread of compassion stitched into the
day, providing a canvas that somehow seemed
to fray.
~
The visual incomplete,
one sided at best and
though desire was the
object, the concept
was the test.

~


The images are clearer
I can see them very well
and in this story a
verse of heaven and
hell.

~
Our earthly goals are but a test
that lead us to the gates of heaven.
~

 

 

There are many ways to die,

each equally painful, death of

the heart, soul, body and mind,

but nothing hurts like the

danger that pierces the heart.

~

Attainable the goals ,

simple as can be to

drive through the

redwoods and make

love at sea.

 

To travel abroad

and return peacefully,

lying by a fire

your arms around me.

 

~

 

 

 The gift received though unintended,

compassion and desire, rolled in

dreams , placed in the heart

creates a blazing fire.

 

 

 

 ~
 

 

I analyzed my emotions,
defining them as so,
where souls come
together and one to
one they grow.

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There was no sign of tomorrow
and all the yesterdays faded away
as time took precedence and stood
still for one more day.

The rain was gently falling,
like music to ear and I
thought about the song
of life the one that is
meant to be shared.

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If the flowers should fade away remember the day of bloom for it was at  that moment in my heart I knew. I had seen the sunrise and again I watched it set as I gazed unto the blue skies knowing that we were on some earthly test.
 

 

 

With Love ...

With spring comes hope,
every other season is
merrily a shadow.