When I focus on the fear and pain, I magnetize it with my own eyes. Then the fear and pain becomes greater, only to pierce my fuzzy eyes. When I distract myself from the thought and sensation, I return to peace, where divinity lies. By regaining my inner peace, I become me again, and realize, perception is where wisdom lies. Danny G.
Living Not Just Existing
Focus on living and not just existing. We fear our world collapsing but we do not fear merely existing. Our mind is focused on the dread of tomorrow rather than being happy. Be the person who says at 80, I truly lived. Danny G.
Seeking Yourself First (Poem)
I met a girl,
Confused and afraid,
She had insecurities of her own,
The most beautiful woman I met,
Yet she couldn’t see it herself,
So she went looking elsewhere.
She was always looking for love,
In all the wrong places,
Thought she would meet a man,
Then all would fall into place.
She came in and out of her relationships,
Her dignity solely on her man,
And when she looked into her eyes,
She loathed herself,
And couldn’t say, I love you as you are.
She went looking for mr right,
None of them filled the void,
Man after man,
Only reinforced, what was lurking inside.
Then on one lonely Saturday,
Feeling confused and lost,
She went by the lake,
Wanting to be alone.
She said,
Out of mere frustrations!
God!
I’ve dated every man on this planet,
Yet I cannot find one, that loves me back,
Every guy treats me like trash.
God said, love is a reflection of who you are,
They only mirror your thoughts,
So next time, seek yourself,
And Mr right will only
Reaffirm how you felt.
Your True Source is You (Poem)
We live our lives,
Depending on others,
To make us happy,
Because deep down,
We feel scared and frail,
And need approval,
From other souls.
We search for approval,
Through everyone but we,
Because the moment
Someone values what,
We cannot conceive,
We want more,
To escape the longing,
Inside our soul.
The longing becomes unbearable,
Each time we need approval,
We seek outside ourselves,
To bring only, what we can.
We don’t get to the source,
Which is our soul,
If we simply listen,
The answer is within,
The essential calling,
Of our soul.
An Angel Ignited my Path (Poem)
When the rock struck me sideways,
Lying face down,
Confused and afraid,
Couldn’t see the daylight.
Dazzled as to where to leap,
Or where to turn,
In my confused altered mind.
But you stood amongst it,
Never blamed,
Nor question,
My reason for being.
Falls, turns and detours
I sympathize the whys,
The reasons for my trial.
Drifting through the motions,
On autopilot senseless,
In utter despair.
You stood amongst it,
And saw potential,
When all I saw was judgment,
In my own eyes.
The future was pale,
My intentions scattered,
Through the wall,
With Uncertainties and doubts,
Filling my mind.
As I try to escape my thoughts,
Uncertain,
Of what path may be.
You never relinquished,
Or ceased to be,
Your very best to me.
Though the time has passed,
And those days didn’t last,
The push served me greatly,
The rest was history,
Of my own making.
And I’ll never forget,
When I’m old and wrinkly,
An angel from God,
Ignited my path,
And never ceased to be,
Her very best to me.