“The greatest wealth is a poverty of desires.” ~Seneca~
I recently wrote the Universe Knowing in truth a note to myself about the parallel and oppositions flowing through my mind choices made lessons learned loses and gains
the presence of truth the beauty of love the grace of sensing all the world within me
looking at my experiences materially and spiritually counting the blessings in the loss of most material things opening the heart to the spirit
feeling an emptiness of desires of wanting to do this or that
wondering if I am out of alignment? perspective off in some way? Is my integrity intact as I did stop walking my talk In the sense of doing that and this?
Just didn’t have the need, want or desire for it
Feeling just a strange knowing Of peace, Of joy And Being.
Embracing this… Seemed odd And somehow not right
Now realizing in truth I am right on due course To true Self Living a freedom Alien to me before.
Busyness not needed My mind seems wanders Maybe I ought to be doing Then I stop and ask myself a simple question
Is this my mind or my heart/soul speaking?
The words vanish most of the time Unless the heart/soul speaking The nudge to get moving start kicking in
I just smile with the brilliance of the signs I am receiving for confirmation to my letter Eight simple words placed before my eyes “The greatest wealth is a poverty of desires.” From the wisdom of Seneca
That emptiness is filling with love, joy, and compassion As my world lifts up and beyond my mind’s desires and needs. Knowing my needs and desires are already met.
It is worth repeating… “The greatest wealth is a poverty of desires.” ~Seneca~
Embrace your emptiness and let your heart fill it with Love and the universe will deliver just what you need. ~jh
Standing under the stars, wondering The Brilliance of the mind, soul and being Peace in the Universe of Love and Light Bringing understandings of the moment of now Standing under the stars, wondering The Brilliance of the mind, soul and being Peace in the Universe of Love and Light Bringing understandings of the moment of now Hug oneself And allow the true self To come out and dance Among the stars’ sweet music And the song within the heart… Magic lingers In the whispering Of the wind soft breeze… Gently telling the stories of youth Manifesting your dreams As you told the stars of them clearly Softly within the songs of the heart Remembrance of the child playing Laughter and smiling reign in all The joy of living and simply being Wishing now for it all again Listen well my friend As those winds tell you how To begin again in youthful tales The magic ways of youth can live again.~jh