If we simply be who we truly are, and do what resonates with our higher self, everything we want will come to us at the ideal time. But if we lose our alignment for a job, lover or any other endeavor, we’re depending on something outside of ourselves and we lose our power. When we focus our thoughts on an inner calling, we must be diligent to stay on course and keep our balance. Let’s not cling to something outside of ourselves, let’s cling to our alignment with ourselves, which is ultimately our greatest power. Some jobs or lovers are only meant for a season and some are meant for a lifetime. The ideal choice would be to seek first our alignment with our source and let go of the rest. Trust that the season will bring the perfect person or opportunity, and the next season will take care of itself. Danny G.
The Power of Influence
The greatest power we have over our loved ones and others is through the power of influence. We cannot choose for others. They have their own agenda, and sometimes they make mistakes, and get into trouble. The best method to assist them is to remind them of who they truly are and what they’re capable of. Then it’s to have confidence in them, that they can do whatever they set their mind to. It’s to know they have the means to achieve it and it’s to know the universe is conspiring on their behalf. Danny G.
The Swim to Victory (Poem)
As I swim in the deep cold blue,
Beneath remains squids, sharks, stingrays
And 30 feet deep.
I stay focused on the sandy shore,
About 500 meters away,
As the current comes sweeping my way,
I gasp for air,
In these 10 feet waves,
From the shoreline grace,
Completely focused on my destiny,
Completely focused on my victory,
I’ve pulled through in my mind,
So be it in life.
As the squids try to attach,
And the sharks try to bite,
And the stingrays tries to sting,
I’ve been down this current before,
I won it in my mind,
So be it in life.
Harmoniously With the Divine (Poem)
The more I separated from the divine,
I was clouded by the misty wall.
The misty wall was all I could see,
Without your lenses through the deep.
The more I pursue despite the lies,
I can see you and me harmoniously.
As long as you’re here with me,
There’s nothing and nowhere I cannot be.
And as long as you’re here with me,
I can just be,
Conquer mountains
In front of me.
Despair Made Me Stronger (Poem)
My deepest moments of despair,
Brought about my strength,
And perseverance and faith.
The moments I so wanted an escape,
Were the moments I prayed and praised
Despite the heartache.
The moments of despair
Reconciled me into appreciation.
It’s what pushed me to be grateful,
Despite the trash in my back pack.
This persistent wave of despair and depression,
Would knock me down
Aggressively without warning.
A constant cloud,
That would follow me
Just waiting to be poured on.
It’s my stiff upper lip,
My determination,
That pulled me through,
Despite my carry-on loaded with scrap.
Today I thank my despair,
Because in the end
It made me stronger,
Persistent,
And aggressively bold,
To not give in
Until my promise is fulfilled,
And I’m still standing,
Like a palm tree,
That bends, but never falls.
The Promise (Poem)
He looked into her dying eyes,
And saw the dreadful anguish
In her eyes, at 86,
While death is staring face to face.
She said why, oh why?
Why does it have to be this way?
What’s the point of all of this?
In a state of disarray,
From watching his loved one
Passing away.
He then promised himself,
On that very day,
He would never ask that question
On his dying day,
And he would live life to the fullest,
Until his very last day,
So the questions
Would be irrelevant,
On that same day.
Follow Your Intuition Don’t Conform
How did anyone do anything great? By listening to their peers, conforming to everybody’s expectations, and accepting their environment as their only hope? Many of us are told to face reality and follow the pact. We’re told to do whatever is considered normal or expected, given the circumstances. There’s nothing for you to do other than the impositions you create yourself. Be yourself, create the life you want, and follow your intuition but don’t conform to everybody’s expectations. Danny G.
Trust Without Reason (Poem)
He asked his father,
What can I do?
It feels like check mate,
I’ve tried everything,
I feel as though,
The weight on my shoulders
Is crippling me now.
Do I lay down?
And let the current sweep me away?
And allow the weight of the tide
To pull me down?
He said to his son,
What is unwavering faith and boldness
And persevering despite doubt?
The son replied I don’t know.
His father replied,
It’s to not know,
And still believe, despite reason.
It’s to say, I don’t understand,
But father I know you have a way,
And I won’t stop nagging,
Until my promise is fulfilled,
And my mission is complete.
True Meaning of Courage (Poem)
The most courageous of them all
Is the one
Who declares his faith,
Despite appearance
Contradicting his faith.
The one who perseveres,
Despite reality pushing him down.
He seeks compassion,
Despite the cruelty
Imprinted in the world.
The most courageous of them all,
Is the one who declares I can,
Despite inferiority sneaking up.
The one who never gave in,
Or forgot who he was
And where he came from.
The most courageous one, is the one
Who got up,
Despite the pile of brick on his back.
He remained steadfast,
Despite the world shaking him up.
He seeks enlightenment,
Despite the darkness in the world.
He’s the enlightened one,
Who speaks it into being,
Then watches the universe
Manifest it into being.
Always a victor,
And never underestimating
His own power.
Breaking Free From the Spider’s Web (Poem)
Stuck in a spider’s web,
Surrounded by the sticky silk.
Though I push and strain away,
The sticky silk forcibly remains.
The world is in my forefront view.
Behind remains the sticky silk,
My arms and legs stuck on it.
Another pull, another strain,
I know the creator will come through,
Like always.
As I seek myself through his loving eyes,
There’s nothing I cannot do,
From this dwelling place of divine.
There’s always the forefront view,
And the next step will land me there,
Next to him,
To another world free from silk,
The enemies and monsters
Remain in the rear view web.
As I break free of the sticky web,
And pull through to the front again,
What was once a fear,
Is now a gift,
As I dwell,
With the monsters in my bed.
Fearless and laughing,
At the horror I gave them.
Today the price seems fair,
To discover myself
Through the despicable web.
Sometimes you lose yourself,
To find yourself once again.
An unending journey,
To fine tune our gifts.
Until our mission is complete,
And our destiny fulfilled.