Before You SpeakBefore you speak, let your words pass through three gates. At the first gate, ask yourself, ‘Is it true?’ At the second ask, ‘Is it necessary?’ At the third gate ask ‘Is it kind? Rumi
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Source of Inspiration Vol. II
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The Web of Duality–Other Side of Source of InspirationCome to our new sister blog and explore our often-masked side. It will leave you with much to ponder. https://webofduality.wordpress.com/
Poems in PortugueseRead our sister blog which features some of the poems from this blog translated to Portuguese. Fonte de Inspiracão em Portuguese www.fontedeinspiracao.wordpress.com/
The Final ThirdStories from a book in progress about my years in Brazil as a volunteer www.finalthirdsite.wordpress.com/
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We watch the train moving past our train and feel that we are moving, too yet remain still not coming not going trapped in illusion realities shifting leaving us buffeted not knowing the answer to our dilemma.
Pay attention to your intuition, if it does not feel right, it’s not. What is intuition but that guidance Divine which speaks to your soul? But how do I know intuition from desire? Intuition is free of wants it has … Continue reading
You are my star all others are but reflections of Your beauty. I cannot live without You always is not enough. How can I visit myself? I am a child of this moment promises of tomorrow are silent to me. … Continue reading
I am in love’s sanctuary Looking at love with love. I see what I expect to see. I am in love’s sanctuary. I cannot take a step forward or backwards Nor do I need to. I am in love’s sanctuary … Continue reading
The only real peace comes with I’m alone with God. It is then that my soul unfolds one petal at a time becoming a sacred lotus blossom floating on God’s pond of perfection.
There is not “other world” I know only what I’ve experienced. If what you experience is different is one of us in illusion? What is an illusion but someone else’s reality? Maybe all is real perhaps nothing it. Either way, … Continue reading
Blessed is he who cries a lot watering the garden like summer rains. He whose tears glisten on his cheeks knows the sun will come and grow the flowers watered by he who cries rain-tears from both sadness and joy.