When the Soul Lies Down

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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
~Rumi~

The Fog of Confusion

 

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The fog of confusion comes rolling in and hides all form….leaving the feeling of loss to flood the soul in overwhelming waves of doubt, sorrow, fear and despair. Scrambling to think…to search for answers…with nothing to hold onto….this is uncertainty. The fog of confusion comes rolling in and hides all form….leaving only questions….which way now?…how will I know?…when will I know?…why is this happening?…where am I?…how can this be?…what am I doing here?…what now?…what can I do? The fog of confusion comes rolling in and hides all form…leaving few choices. Stumbling, struggling, going back and forth…becoming lost. Resistance or Faith? Allowing the confusion to be…surrendering to the moment in acceptance and forgiveness…relinquishing the patterns of resistance, underneath the sorrow…coming to a sacred place into stillness…inner peace. The soul returns home. Suddenly the fog of confusion lifts. The firm, solid foundation of a mountain is revealed. Trust is reborn. The foundation of a mountain is the stronghold of depth in Divine Presence…the essence of Divine Love.

“Breathing in, I see myself as a mountain. Breathing out, I feel solid. Nothing can move or distract me. Mountain, solid.”

~Thich Nhat Hahn~ 

*photo from Pinterest via Kayleigh Furnell: http://www.pinterest.com/KayleighFurnell/

Infinite Distance Yet Side by Side

“Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see … Continue reading

A Word and Song

ImageOne word

Humble as a bird

Hopping along

To a simple song

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2014

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In My Arms

Performed by Jon Foreman

Lyrics:

Here
My dear
This is where
We’ll shake the nightmare free
I dream
To hold you in my arms
I dream
To hold you in my arms
To hold you in my arms
Wide awake
In my arms…
I think I figured it out
We need to be together
Like the shore and the sea
We are not one thing
We’re drawn here together
My ocean and me…
I dream
To hold you in my arms
I dream
To hold you in my arms
To hold you in my arms
Wide awake
In my arms…
Love, we sleep apart
For the last time
For the last time
I dream
To hold you in my arms
I dream
To hold you in my arms
To hold you in my arms
Wide awake
In my arms…
Wide awake
In my arms…
Wide awake
In my arms
Wide awake
In my arms…

*for us, always constant

From Deep Within

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 “…. all progress must come from deep within and cannot be pressed or hurried by anything. Everything is gestation and then bringing forth. To let each impression and each germ of a feeling come to completion wholly in itself, in the dark…. and await with deep humility and patience the birth-hour of a new clarity: that alone is living the artist’s life, in understanding as in creating.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke~

*photo via    http://faerypotter.tumblr.com/post/48606178574/thedrunkenorseman-hiding-from-the-world-by