No Limits

Trip the light fantastic

and burn the candle at both ends. 

Push life to the very limits

and give it everything you've got. 

Maybe we'll  find that there are no limits, 

and there's no limit to what we've got. 

Better to burn out trying, 

than to lie around and rot. 

  

  

Simple

 

    Keep your life simple,

    so you can concentrate on the detail. 

Anything's Possible

Doubts eats us  

and fears deplete us. 

Worries gnaw

but faith ignores. 

When you have faith in this world 

and that God is in you. 

When you have faith in your worth 

and this birth 

and the worth of all births. 

Then anything's possible 

and that includes your self.

Anything's possible,

as you realize your wealth.  

 

The Unpredictable

What can we predict?

What can we control?

When we go with the flow, 

we have a chance to grow. 

When we fight the unpredictable,

we might miss those little miracles!!! 😊

One Day.

    Remember when you could walk to school backwards and no one would say a word.

    Remember when you could fall asleep in the back of Dad's car, coming back from the Sunny coast.

    Remember when you could watch ants and grasshoppers and lizards all day and no one worried about where you were.

    You could make funny noises, wear your shirt inside out, pretend to have a bath and you seemed to get away with it all. 

    You got 10 weeks off a year, worked six hours a day, got a big lunch and little lunch and every  weekend off.

    Everything came in paper bags, no one ever mentioned artificial  additives or artificial  colors. Vegetables were your mortal enemy and lollies, ice cream and soft drinks were your best friends.

    You could behave badly at a party  and the next day,  no one would say a word. 

     Dogs and parks, sticks and rocks were your world.

     You didn't know what day it was

 and you didn't care if you were late. 

    You'd  spend what seemed like hours, hanging around girly stuff, in shops with your Mum. Almost losing your mind, until she mentioned a banana milkshake. 

     Your parents seemed to be on a different diet every other week (compliments of New Idea or Women's Weekly). And well done lambs liver, had me seriously contemplating, running away from home.                   

     I remember all of this with a smile and I wonder at what memories my boys will treasure, when they grow up, one day.

     

Growing.

Smiling keeps you sweet. 

Challenges keep you strong. 

Sorrows teach you compassion. 

Lessons keep you humble. 

Love keeps you glowing

and faith keeps you growing. 

How To Play the Game!!!

    

    Take up new and good habits, 

ones that will purify the body and mind. 

    Detach from outcomes 

and focus on what you do well, 

to the best of your ability!!! 

    Slowly your bad habits will recede,

as you give them less attention.

    You're not the mind or the body,

you're the conscience. 

   You must control the body and mind
 and focus on the goal. 

    What is it you wish to achieve,

for your sense of well being? 

   Love your self, be gentle with your self 

but firm and be kind to those around you '
'A life of service is a life of greatness.'

   You've got to crave for a better life. 

And that craving, has got to be bigger,
than those cravings,

that can pull you off the path.

Standing Alone.

Standing alone on that hilltop,

all those years ago,

I'm sure I felt your silence,

I'm sure I understood,

your timelessness.

I was overwhelmed by the peace,

that imbued the hauntingly,
undefinable, symmetry,

of your raw essence. 

My heart flew open,

to the reality of your non-existence,

the beyondness of you.

Later,

cocooned in the oceans expanse, 

of your briny cobalt blue. 

I hear only the crackle,

of sandy seabed below,

and the passing waves overhead.

Beyond that, 

the distant cries of seabirds,

float,

above the eerie, 

unerodable stillness...of you...

and I know you're here to. 

As a small child,

I fell often, into a noiseless,

peaceful space,

absorbed in my own doing and being.

In my teens,

I remember walking along this deserted,
windswept coastline,

on a wet and cloudy, 
dark gray day.

I felt so alone.  

Not a sad alone, 

but a searching for meaning alone.

Surrounded by your majesty,

the jagged and torn brutality,

of your creation. 

I knew you were close.

The wind drowned out,

all but your silence,

stinging my lungs,

with salty, sea-drenched spray.

My sandy footprints, 

erasable proof of my short odyssey,

meandered eccentrically behind me.

It's absorbed in your vastness,

your wildness,

I'm most aware of your closeness.

My thoughts get lost,

in the indescribable depths,

of your nothingness,

your everythingness .

Now, 

gazing up into the black felt darkness,

of the new moons night,

sprinkled with starry pinpricks of bright, silvery-light, 

I'm spellbound.

Hypnotized,

by this immeasurable pincushion,

of star-filled, 

moonless night,

I sense the smallness of my plight.

Encircled by your overwhelming, 

awe-inspiring, boundlessness,

I am lost in the pure indulgence,

of your might.

You have delivered me back,

to my true nature,

by the realization of your grand nature.

You have delivered me back,
to my true nature,
by the realization of your selfless nature.

 

Now, 

immersed in your great ocean of truth, my searching has ended.

Curled up tightly,

in your sheltering womb,

I'm sleeping ever so soundly,

dreaming of a song sung so sweetly....

Who's Right? Who Cares?!!

Are you always right?

Yes, no, maybe?

Is the other person always right?

Yes, no, maybe?

Why do we always argue?

Is it to prove, we're always right?

Who sreeches at us incessantly,

that we're right, so self-righteously?

Who cares?

That's our ego, slashing a path,

through 'The Jungle of Drama and Separation."

Who asks us, just once,

very quietly and firmly, 

is it worth the trouble?

Is it worth the fight?

Is it worth the hurt?

Am I standing up for righteousness,

or is it my self-indulgent, me?

That's our conscience,

speaking softly through us. 

Trying to flow gently, 

down 'The River of Peace and Harmony.'

So who, do we listen to?

Who's right? 

Who cares!? 😊

God is Your Best Friend.

God is your best friend. 

Do you treat him like your best friend?

Do you share everything with him

and never forget him?

If all you ever offer him,

is your love, 

you'll never be in need. 

If all you ever offer him,

is your sweetness. 

You'll see your vices will recede.

God's in everyone 

and everyone's in him. 

When we treat everyone, 

with this respect. 

And know that all,

are from His seed. 

Then nothing can hurt this friendship,

that is based on love

and not on greed.