No matter how dark life can get.
All will end.
The good.
The bad.
Impermanence surrounds each moment.
Everything will be okay.
Allow patience & faith to guide you.
Keep going.
No matter how dark life can get.
All will end.
The good.
The bad.
Impermanence surrounds each moment.
Everything will be okay.
Allow patience & faith to guide you.
Keep going.
A grandfather & his grandkids sit around a campfire on a cold winters night. The grandkids ask their grandfather to tell them a scary story. The grandfather takes a deep breath, knowing this story could have a huge impact on his grandkids. In the distance, a coyote howls into the deep silence of the forest.
The flame flickers
The moon shines into the cold night
As the grandfather tells his tale
His grandkids hearts drop
As they listen carefully to each word
Our past is not our past
If we refuse to let it go
The wise grandfather proclaimed
The ghosts of the past are real
They are dark creatures
More powerful then any demon
For they torment you
Day or night
They even follow you into your dreams
They steal your joy
Bring endless suffering
These ghosts
Lock you in a jail of regret
“How do you get out of this jail?!”
His grandkids screamed into silence of the night
“It’s simple but difficult” the grandfather proclaimed
The key to your freedom is the power of letting go
If you let go of the attachment, regret, and sorrow of your past the ghosts will disappear into the nights sky
Only to be seen time to time
To guide you on a different path then what led you to your own sufferings
Do not fight the ghosts, that is their fuel
Accept your past with compassion
For the past is gone
This exact moment is what matters
The grandkids slept good in their tents that night knowing that they are not helpless to these ghosts. The grandfather knew his grandkids would most likely have to learn the same way he did, through clinging to his past mistakes of infidelity, lying, and addictions. They will find their own way.
When we seek to understand
Compassion grows
Where there is compassion
Love begins
Where there is love
Peace is possible
Where there is peace
Joy is found
At this beautiful moment
Transformation can occur
All will end
All will be okay
The sun will rise
The sun will set
Suffering will come
Suffering will go
Joy comes
Joy goes
Relationships come
Then end
For life is short
Yet infinite
Endings
Brings new beginnings
Death brings life
Life brings death
My life too will end
Bringing new life
All will end
All will be okay
Peace
Violence
Live within all of us
Feed the peace
Acknowledge the violence
Shed light into it
For peace grows with peace
Water the seed of peace
With compassion & understanding
Love the dark side
Show it loving kindness
Join me if you chose
In the army of love
Soldiers of peace
Compassion & understanding
As our weapons
We are peaceful warriors
Sheding light into the darkness
I woke up today
With a clear purpose
To show compassion to all beings
To help others suffer less
To bring joy to others
How will I live my purpose?
By practicing compassion
Love & peace
To shed light into the darkness
To live out my message
I have lived in paradise
Warm weather
Palm trees
Tall lush mountains above me
I have travelled far & wide
In search of adventure
Hawaii
Japan
New Zealand
Vietnam
Thailand
I have been tested on this journey
Brought down to my knees
Fearful of uncertainty
But I kept going
Faith in the path unknown
As I pack my bag one last time
Tears fall down my cheeks
Joy of the many great memories
Flooding my mind
Many new friends
So much growth
Beautiful mountains, ocean, & people
It was worth every penny spent
Worth every fearful moment
On my path unknown
Violence on the streets of Syria
Mass suffering in Yemen
Chaos in Afghanistan
Is peace possible?
Or are we doomed?
I have faith that everything will work out the way it’s suppose to be
All you & I can do is
Focus on becoming peace
To spread it far & wide
To understand
To show compassion
To live our message of peace
How will the world be at peace
If we are at war?
Billions of humans
All which are holy
No matter
How lost
Broken
Confused
Hurt
Blinded by anger
Suffocated in fear
I vow to see the holiness in all
But first
I must treat myself
As a holy man
No matter how lost
Or broken I am.
When I’m gone
I’ll become a flower
When I leave
I’ll become a mighty oak tree
Matter
Is infinite
Never created
Never destroyed
So can we truly die?
Or can we only transform?