Don’t think of God as being…

Don’t think of God as being a man in some heavenly clouds looking down upon us, that to me sounds like an alien 👽. God is everything you see, everything unseen, everything there was and...

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Poppy Seeds

My thoughts hold my poppy-seeds, My body grows these endless fields My mind forgets not to water them My love naturally cultivates them. Intoxicated I live in my wonderous drug, The world sees madness,...

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Keep writing seeds of gratitude

Reflections: Keep writing seeds of gratitude. Slowly new shoots will change your attitude. Some day’s effort will feel like a futile storm. Persistence bears fruit raining peace and joy. Jas Jagpal

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Your imagination is the creative force

Reflection: Your imagination is the creative force. You are living the cumulative dreams of our ancestors. Now it’s your turn to imagine the dreams you want to leave to your children. Dreams you can...

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I’ve watched Pride ruin many fine men

Reflection: I’ve watched Pride ruin many fine men. It matters not your age, wealth, occupation or intelligence. The holy have succumbed to it’s addictive praise. I must be forgetful, be humble, to be saved....

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There was once a stream…

Reflections: There was once a stream who was proud that he flowed from the top of a mountain down to the ocean below. He told all who would listen how he carved his way...

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Snared in the web of thought

Reflections: We are snared in the web of thought and think the web is life. We replay the moments that intersect and remanence on days past. We wage war because of our thoughts yet...

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If love was a flower…

Reflection: If love was a flower it would be a rose. Beautiful to the eyes yet treacherous to hold. Filtering the weak, blossoming the bold. Tall as one, humbled in a dozen. If love...

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