the greatest wealth

{artist: -Chellelee-Nichols}

“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

Keep the Pulse of Love Strong.

{via color me impressed}

Hearts have been broken open, and tears pour out. Love burns in each candle and continues to grow regardless of the inhumane actions of a few. We can blame the guns, yet are they pulling the trigger? One human got enraged within himself and took it out on other innocent, joyous, loving humans.

Ask yourself: How does this reflect on me? How can I be a better person? When and why have I criticized another person? Have I carried a grudge against a person? We may not have a gun, but words can do damage too. Or, words and actions can heal and mend the hearts and souls now.

Yesterday morning, I woke with this deep sense of self-hatred, yet I knew that the depth of my hate was just a fraction of the amount of self-love, which expands unlimited. Perhaps I sensed the world’s pain and gained the perspective of the world’s consciousness in the craziness we find ourselves in.

Moments after this madness began, love still burned strong as one of the victims texted I love you to his mom. In moments of crisis, love is at the center, within each hero, whether they lost their life in Orlando or in any of the innumerable shooting tragedies in recent times.

I won’t call the people who lost their lives, victims. To me, they are heroes. I focus on the courage, beauty, kindness and the love they were. Each had a story of giving, loving and adding their brilliance to this world. Their candles still burn within the love we all have for them.

Open hearts break and expand with each breakthrough… with more love to heal the wounds as we continue to evolve with the madness of the times. Bless the heroes, their families, and friends. Bless the people around the world for uniting as the true oneness we are… called humanity.

Compassion rises up like the sun, and each of us has a choice in how to reflect and express ourselves in these grievous times. For me, I will hug, share a smile and laugh more. Each of the heroes that we lost in Pulse did this daily, and I plan to continue this legacy of their stories.

Pulse is a club with the mission to honor the heartbeat we all share, a place where a person can be themselves and share some fun with friends and family. And it will continue as our hearts continue to beat in unison and unity.

We have the opportunity again to gain some insights and reflections of the values we share and listen to the enemies within us all. Hatred will continue; it is human nature, though there is potential in this if you have a passion for loving manyfold. It is the focusing of the energy that we need to shift.

Stop for a moment, and think what we want this world of humanity and these generations to be remembered as the worst time of violence and separation or a time when humanity got their act together and started loving each other through mutual acceptance. Stop building walls that diminish the space for hearing the words of truth. Open your heart, and expand your love. Love is endless and joyful brilliance. The true sweetness of this human experience we crave to know, receive and have is Love.

“We chase the melodies that seem to find us

Until they’re finished songs and start to play

When senseless acts of tragedy remind us

That nothing here is promised, not one day.

This show is proof that history remembers

We lived through times when hate and fear seemed stronger;

We rise and fall and light from dying embers, remembrances that hope and love last longer

And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love cannot be killed or swept aside.”

~ Lin-Manuel Miranda (Tony acceptance speech for Hamilton).

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Originally posted on RebelleSociety.com

Music of Laughter’s Magic

{unknown artist}

When entering the stillness
the quietude,
releasing the mind, the ideas
and I fade into the nothingness
of being
I enter the void
of darkness
of creativity visas
of possibilities.

Come to the place
in time and energy
where magic lingers,
waiting
waiting
dancing as someone
come to claim
the innate magic within

the music of the soul
the beat of the heart
the truth dwelling leisurely
yet pounding with grief
until we get that clue

Laughter is one way
to reclaim the obvious
understanding the trust
distilled in each cell.
disconnect the monkeys.
Another is the music
outside
that creates that opening
inside
inside the deep,
the dark
to light the way

to that lingering magic
waiting,
twiddling thumbs
or tapping toes…
waiting
for the knock on your head
connected to your heart
leading to your realizing

You are that magic
always available
always lingering
always persistency present
like that thing called Love.
Simply be aware of the loving magic
you truly always be…

Enjoy your laughter
as you’re dancing to your music.
It is the most beautiful YOU. ~jh
#LiveYourMagic

For the Love of Animals

{(c)jenniferhillman.com}

Interesting when one comes to think
of the simple lessons learned
by the others around us
being family, friends or even enemies
but of all, it is those silent ones
the animals who we make family
also the closest of friends
the cats, dogs or even birds
lizards, rats or maybe its a ferret

Just a simple look
we tend to get the gist
of what they are saying
maybe the way they just lay
tells us the moods and intentions
playful, hunting or simply sleepy
hungry and even like us
craving a little attention from touching.

animals bring magic to us daily
a smile, a laugh, and inspiration…
through the silence of their beingness
I have learned to relax and I will be fine
stressing out just isn’t in their nature
so we human can learn a lot
from those two or four footed friends.
perhaps it’s time to realize that. ~jh

#NaPoWriMo,#poetrymonth

The Hug of Words

{unknown artist}

Words reach out like a hug
making the cold distance get closer
and warmer
the heart connection stronger
the reason for being more worthy

simple sayings
of gratitude,
of appreciation,
Of support,
Of love!

makes the tough times not so bad
helps with the seeming depth of darkness
somehow not so dark
that ray of light at the end
begins to shine within

the internet brings people together
in ways, that boggle the mind
yet we once had pen pals we wrote to
to bring the big world a little closer

sharing stories and simply being real
with that stranger out in the horizon
realizing we are mirrors
shining as a brilliant candle or star
in the darkness of living life

makes us breathe a little easier
knowing someone else understand
or is listening
making the bad times worth living
as we grow closer to our potential
because those words feel like a hug
making the cold world much warmer. ~jh

#poetrymonth, #NaPoWriMo