Awaken People from your Sleep!

  The post below, and poem I wrote some seven years ago… I have no words at the moment, as I am busy just being in balance with nature, tending my plants and pricking out seedlings, as I think deeper, observing the Play and the actors within it.  Knowing soon the grand-finale is about to take it’s curtain call.. 

It is amazing though how  information seems to always fall just when needed… As if I am fed them to make more sense, as  yet more pieces of the puzzle slot together making more sense of the senseless within my mind.. What I am greatly aware of is TIME… It is speeding up even faster…. And TIME is running short..  I recently wrote another poem about time, I have yet to share…  Maybe it will follow… Who knows..  But TIME is precious, and we cannot waste a moment of it..  I have added extra thoughts in Italics. 


Time Ticks on as the Earth Watches

Awaken in the Sleepless Zone.

I’ve been here before at this hour of the clock
Staring in darkness with mind in its dock
Of recounting the day as we replay our mind tapes
Images play with the shadows miss-shapes
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We each need to wake up form our sleepless zone
Get out of your heads and off of your phones
Open your eyes to the Real World at large
And see the truth to this game of charades
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Where we mimic and mime as our strings are all pulled
And the adverts co hearse to the falsehood we’re lulled.
Its time to awaken and open your hearts
To the pain we create by our thoughts thrown like Darts
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We stab and we torture we kill and we maim.
We may not hold weapons but our thoughts do the same.
Its time of forgiving its time to let go
Of hatred and Anger we unleash like a bow
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Our journey is over its almost complete
When will you see through the Lies and deceit.
One message stands out and we each know its theme
Its one based on Love and hope for our dreams
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So stop all these nightmares we create with our thoughts
Let go of your worries in which we get caught
And Wake up to your power you hold in your mind
As your hearts beat as one as Peace we each find.
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So look deep within to the darkness we each keep
And release it to Love for its wisdom to seek
Rise up with your joy in the Light of your beam
And know we are eternal So follow your Dreams

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2013 All rights reserved.

I wrote this as I tossed within a sleepless night, its words flowed from my pen in my journal. I ask you as you read it to think about the world, and look beyond that which you ‘See’ presented to you! 

We are ALL of us going to need to wake up pretty fast to the realities this world is pouring forth as we wake up to its increasingly obnoxious lies and deceits in its portrayal of being integral in its activities for our benefits..

Open your eyes and explore that which we have perceived and dig deeper to uncover the Truth. But understand we are each of us responsible for our actions and our thoughts…

The world is in need of your thoughts, and I ask you to send it your compassion, Your Love, and Healing. ( As you now be gentle with yourselves as you heal your inner world ) 

For the World Needs YOU to lift it from itself… As we can all get caught within our own webs of doubts and shadows.. ( And what it needs most of all is LOVE!… Love yourselves, know you are here at this time for THIS  TIME… Its Your Energy that now has purpose, As we Shift out the Old programmes as we relinquish Fear. Open your hearts in Unity, let not it be separated and Controlled in Fear..)

What we think we create…

Help Heal the world.. She is in our Hands .. ( As is our progression within this Time Line of Experience ) 

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In Love and Light! 

Gateways And Spirals.

 

Art adapted by Sue Dreamwalker From a Pixabay Image

Gateways, Tunnels, Spirals and Time

Leading us forward, beyond as we climb

Evolving, progressing, Following the Light

Life to experience was never meant a fight

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Density of matter holding us down

No longer flying our feet touch the ground

Separated and lost, minds disengaged

With ego and greed, possessive with rage

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Direction diverted, mutated and changed

Only a tenth of us working, DNA rearranged

Controlled and herded lost like the sheep

It’s time to awaken and come out of our sleep

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Remember the Game- The Plan that was set

The Elders now gather, releasing knowledge they kept.

Crystals in Caverns , it’s all held in the sound!!

It’s time to look skyward and lift from the ground

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Listen within to the Om’s of your heart

Now is the dawning, A new future to start

Remember your dreams and let go of your fears

This is the Time we’ve waited for years.

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Possessions will flounder, like Whales on a beech

Earth will remind you, to each she will teach

Material Wealth will take second place

Until we remember to live with good Grace..

 A poem written in 2011…  © Sue Dreamwalker – 2011-2020

Have a Beautiful New Week and Weekend all of you..

There maybe many things capturing the headlines right now..

 But Know you are ALL Powerful BE-ings,

AND it is YOU who creates your Reality! 

Dear Friends…

I still have many of you to visit,

and I will in due course, 

but for this present moment in time, I am taking a Blogging Break… 

Thank you all, Your Energy and Love mean Everything..

Stay Blessed, See you Soon… 

💖Much LOVE..💖 

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Time of Change!- Just what are WE Creating?- within Consciousness!

I am always amazed at how the Universe works and how it sends you messages that shows you that you are still tuned into those higher realms of thought, that beautiful  vibrational field of energy we are all connected to..  Sometimes you get to doubt yourself as you take time out just to BE… You ponder upon the Universal plan, as you sit within your silence listening for those answers as you witness the panic and pandemonium of a world that at first glance appears in Crisis, and Chaos.. 

But then something happens that banishes all of those doubts, as you understand the world is working in perfect order within this time frame we have all created and chosen to experience.. 

What do I mean? Well yesterday  I had thought to post my latest creation, my poem along with my watercolour that I finished a couple of days ago.. But something held me back.. I uploaded my photo and I typed up my poem from my journal, then a tiredness swept over me and I closed my computer down for the early evening.. 

I follow many favourite YouTube channels, and so this morning while knitting, I listened to one that my favourite author Gregg Braden had uploaded  yesterday from Gaia.com,  on How we can Create an Amazing Reality.  In it he spoke of how the ‘Field’ is something we all tap into, and how science is now proving it, he goes on to discuss this along with a  film Arrival, along with other films, The Matrix, and Avatar, and all the language we use,  and how we create via our creations the reality we live in. And perhaps now its TIME for us to have this film Arrival to digest its message. He also goes onto say how a musical friend missed his opportunity in his creativity by taking too much time over his particular creation…

I hope you enjoy the story he shares of his musical friend in the link above. 

But one only has to look at the past films we have made on Pandemic’s and Worldwide disasters to understand that it is WE who create, WE whose thoughts go out who cultivate the nature of our reality that is our experience, and it is WE who manifest our reality even though many are not aware of how this works.. 

 You may have to watch his video to understand, I so know  how our Time is precious and we do not always have time to educate ourselves in other modes of thinking, because often we have been programmed into a certain way of thinking, so if you are not ready to understand, that is fine, it is not yet your Time to wake up to the Quantum World.  Because Consciousness creates Everything we Experience in Life 

 So back to my tale… if that were not enough a synchronicity I opened up my computer this morning intending to post my poem and painting, but during the night I had woken with another verse to my poem rattling around my head. This verse I then slotted in to my existing poem, it’s the verse that starts with “Time isn’t linear, that travels in straight lines”…  Then it was lunch time, and again I felt a huge need to sleep, so I went to lay down and slept for two hours.. 

Upon waking, I logged back in to complete my blog post  and up pops the alert from my favourite Artist.. Akiane Kramarik..  whose latest video she published today, so I started to watch Its title was wait for it. Alone in Asia -Flow in Time ... As I listened to her words, she too spoke of TIME… and I thought again the Universe was prompting me to publish my poem and art creation… 

But what was even more mind blowing came at the end of her video, as she showed us her creation of  her  artwork… Which is always amazing …  And I knew… without a doubt… I hadn’t been in a void, the universe was listening to me, and I was tapping into the Universe… and that I had been tapping into the field all along… As you will see by looking at her painting and mine… They are both way different.. But TWO things stand out in the same message…  And I am in ore at just how the Universe speaks to us, when we take the TIME to Listen…

I So, so hope you make TIME to listen to all the links, it may just open your mind to the programming we are all subjected to, and it may help you also create TIME to Create Change within your own world and BEcome ALL that you are capable of BEcoming… 

Create Love not Fear!!……..

Stay Blessed all of you and thank you for reading this longer post..  

 

 

Time, they say is an illusion, and not real

A concept we created, just so we can feel.

Time within my world is something very precious,

It’s a ladder to growth as we explore our consciousness.

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A consciousness that reaches out and explores

One that asks you to question, opening up those doors

To corridors within a labyrinth, a maze of perpetual thought,

That at times you can get lost in, feeling you are nought.

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Time isn’t linear, that travels in a straight line,

It’s a frequency location, a Map within the mind,

We travel back and forth, we visit in our dreams

And nothing is as solid as everything may seem.

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Time is not the minutes that ticks within a clock

When you understand more of time, it may also shock

You to discover you are everything and More,

Each affecting the future, in our present through past doors

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For we are interstellar, we came from our futures past,

To awaken a race from slumber to release from stupor’s grasp.  

As we ask you to remember why it was you came ,

And why so many get trapped within this Matrix Game.

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Time is like the lines within the circle of an ageing tree,

Time is but a frequency encompassing you and me,

It folds around a Toroid going back in on itself.

Time is none existence, it’s just our Now experience of Self.

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You cannot describe what time is, or is not.

It’s only the perception of our choices in this timeline slot.

It’s like a stack of cards, a holodeck of maths,

We chose this time to be here, following our own paths.

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We were told from ancient times to follow the law of love

The answers are in the Stars, if we care to look above.

And now that time has come, when we must step up to the mark

As we listen with our hearts, it’s now that time to start

©  Sue Dreamwalker Feb 2020.

Time Mandala Watercolour Art by Sue Dreamwalker

A Moments Reflection

A walk by a canal

With Kettle boiled and herbal tea just finished.  I sank into the sofa turned on some relaxing meditative music, closed my eyes and breathed in deep, pulling in that Universal energy, and sighed….. This was my time,  time to just BE and sink into those unseen realms that reside within each of us. 

Behind closed eyes, tiny sparks dance in purples and blues, as I listen to the soothing music as I drink in the peace which was every bit as good as my herbal tea.

My mind has been tuning out and switching off more and more these past few weeks.   As I have been meditating and just taking myself off for quiet naps even in the middle of day. Spending time reading and painting. Just following the flow of Energy, doing what my body is telling me to do.

It is so easy to find yourself being caught up in the negative energies of the world that is being generated so that we all fall into the traps of judgement. We are often goaded to take sides against one another, be it through politics, religion, gender or race.  And its important to understand how mind manipulation is constantly programming us to divide us at every opportunity. Leading to angry outbursts, protests, and conflict, which are generating exactly the right negative conditions which prime  others to feed from them for their own world agenda’s. 

I encourage all to observe. Observe what is happening and detach from it even for only a short while as you go within and heal your inner selves.

For there is nothing more important right now, than to heal yourselves, letting go of so many layers we have inadvertently cocooned ourselves within this Matrix Construct. 

So when you close your eyes, and release all of that stress, and go deep within even for a moment you begin to see how all Fear falls away.  For much of our inner Fears are self-generated as we make mountains often out of mole hills. 

 While eyes were closed,everything fell away for me in that moment, nothing mattered, for in that moment I felt such peace as I surrendered myself to that vibration the music offered, and let my mind be still… For all is a state of mind.. We can either let the turmoil boil like stormy seas, or we can be tranquil and still as a lake..

And in that moment of reflection, I thought how simple life can be, if we would just surrender to that vibration of Peace and love.

For we are all vibration, resonating, out our thoughts which add to the frequencies which  add to the music of the world.

We can either be angry, irritated, mean with each other, discontent, like a discordant note. Or we can be calm, kind, sharing with each other and be at peace, adding our harmony into the world. At any given moment, we choose what Vibration we sent into the ether that creates either chaos or balance. 

Many have forgotten how to surrender to that moment,  to go out into nature, to stop and  listen, be it the harmony of the bird song, the wind rustling in the tree tops or the music of the babbling brooks or to walk by the Ocean, listening to the rhythm  of the waves crashing upon the shore. 

So in this moment of reflection, as I tumble into that silence space of thought, where I am all, and yet where I am nothing, as I surrender to that space, that vibration of peaceful harmony where I join as one with everything and yet I float alone content just to BE. 

We are the Pulse of Life, and life reflects back which tune we play..

I choose harmony… even if we can only find that space for Five minutes in our day, we owe it to ourselves to find that space within, and become the Pin that drops in that moment of reflection.

So my friends Listen to that silence space within and be content with who you are, for  when you add your music to the world by the very sound of your thoughts.. and become the Pin……. We then become like that shaft of light in the gloom.. There are many of us waiting to shine our lights through the storm clouds.. And when each of us join with our hearts in love and peace, we are each of us helping to add Light into our world.

I hope you find five minutes of your time to listen to the music below and really take in what the lyrics speak of.. 

Much Love to you ALL..

The Edge of Time.

Standing on the edge of time

Looking back on what once was mine

I see the fragments of my soul

As I lost sight of all of my goals

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Each Earth decent, I’d start anew

With plans created through which I grew

To Parents born, plus wounds to bare

Each Lesson learned, I’d climb the stairs

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Every step, a blueprint plan

Through Aeons of time in many clans,

All with one objective held in mind

To re-connect with self, to find

The part of me I thought once lost

Of which I strove at any cost

To connect the pieces that were lost and gone

That allowed me now to join as One.

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It was then as each life I saw

In separation, fallen, trying to even scores

I saw the struggles and suffering pains

Of Karmic Balance, and Human Blames.

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Compassion swept through my human lives,

As I witnessed Triumphs, the Highs and Dives,

Each leading me to the Point of Now.

Standing on the Edge of Time. – I bow

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For now I see, I was never broken

I was a scattered seed, now awoken

Reaping all of Aeons Past

Now I’m Whole- And Home at Last..

 

The photos are some taken at the end of November on my trip to Scotland.. We woke up to snow this morning here in England, but I am as snug as a bug in a rug.. Wishing you all a wonderful Weekend.. And thank you for all of my new subscribers and for my faithful friends who stick with my comings and goings..  The poem I wrote the day before my trip. 

Much Love to you all and have a perfect Weekend  

~Sue~ 

Respect: Throughout Time

Thank you goes to Linda for her idea of bringing us together for this

Time Machine Blogging Challenge. 

Directions: Pick a time in your life that was critical to your development. You can go back or forwards in time. It can be real or imagined. After all, it is real if you imagine it!

Choose an idea or a skill or a value you hold dear in the present and infuse it into that time period.

Share your story of what happens to positively impact your life.

Stepping in The Time Machine I am in 1997:

“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

True Story

The Television cameras were pointing at me as my turn came around the table to speak up, in front of me was President Chandrika Kumaratunga. Chandrika Bandaranaike Kumaratunga As The President of Sri Lanka.jpgShe had a wonderful green sari on and was smiling profusely. My mouth went dry, was I really in Sri Lanka?

How had I arrived here? was this really me about to take my turn to speak?

Time stopped as I took a breath and my mind went blank!

I had travelled a long way upon my journey Sometimes our ‘Journey’ takes us along various routes and detours but each road is one of discovery

Time travel back to 1969:

But Dad, I don’t want to work in a factory”, can’t I go to art college?”.. I wanted to say, but I knew it was worthless, even my teacher had tried to persuade my parents about further education, but to no avail. I had to respect my Dad’s wishes, that was how it was.

I was the eldest of 5 siblings and I was needed to bring in a wage, and the factories brought in the best wages.. And it was either the sewing factory or the Poultry factory; both had been on our  girls school antennary to visit in our last term as we were given ideas for career paths.

The slaughtering of chickens had sickened me, and the stench of it had stayed in my nostrils the whole day. No way was I going to work there!.

So at the age of 15 I left school to embark upon the next step of life out in the big wide world. I was plunged into an alien world of whirring machines, learning new names for them as well as new skills to operate them .

I would learn to mask my embarrassment of the more forward thinking girls, and laugh with a grin upon my face while noticeably turning red over their teasing  of a shy girl..

I would learn to master many skills within the textile trade over the next 30 years, and I would wear many hats with many names within the clothing industry, From machinist, I climbed through the various ranks to Training Manager. During this time I also held the title of Mrs, and Mum, to two children with a Mum break of around 5 years in between.

The one trait that got me through all of those years was to Respect all as  equals. No one was lesser or more than myself. I didn’t adopt habits of swearing or cursing and surprisingly in every place I have worked, while being very open minded, as I can laugh along with the rest over a good joke, others would always curb their language when I was around and would respect my dislike of its use. I could also communicate with top executives and was not afraid to voice  respectful opinions and ideas to help production costs

I ran many teams over the years putting in new styles, and would overhear some wonderful stories, that would make your hair curl Smile  and it would often make me smile when I walked back and forth to hear conversations alter as girls would say “watch your language Sue’s about!”.. I would never expect anyone to do something I couldn’t achieve myself, and would sit at any machine on the factory floor and work for long lengths of time to show girls I could earn my money in the minutes provided in Piece-Work. And if I couldn’t I would get it retimed.. ( as I was the one with the stop watch!) Winking smile 

I would act as negotiator in Union disputes and always tried to treat others fairly. Earning the respect of both parties involved.  I would hire, and yes at times have to fire, I would represent Industry as we linked with Education and took pride in being part of the first Business and Education Partnerships in schools, which helped create links for work experience for students in our area. I would put on fashion shows which I helped students design and then sew under supervision in our factories.. Life was Full on..

So began the mutual respect between us, and I was pleased to call this real Team-Working at its best.

“I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university.”
Albert Einstein

A collection of memories

A collection of memories

Fast-forward to 1997: I was back in the room with camera pointing straight at me

The day had  already been non-stop. I was here on a business trip and for this first week I was part of the London Chamber of Commerce Trade delegation, we had been to a lavish reception the evening before at the British High Commission in Colombo, And had visited a wonderful building in the morning where the prices of Tea had been bought and sold to listen to someone else speak.

I cleared my throat,… the person next to me finished what they were saying and I took a sip of water. I began speaking my rehearsed lines, but the only thing I could hear was the drumming in my ears from the pounding of my heart.

“ My name is……… and I am the Training Manager for…………… We have Nine Divisions World Wide and employ at the present time 2,980 people. We are here to familiarise ourselves with current sewing training, and to meet with local colleagues in Sri Lanka. We are also here to familiarise’ ( I knew I was repeating myself and I could feel my colour rise ) ‘ourselves with training cultures with the view to source training availabilities by visiting colleges.”

I turned to my colleague M, who was the Training Development Executive for help, and she then took over to fill in with more details; the next delegate spoke as the cameraman turned his lens on them. The whole event was surreal.

The month prior we had nearly cancelled our visit due to a bomb exploding in the Capital of Colombo by the Tamil Tigers. To be honest thinking back I never had given the world of politics much heed, so wrapped up within my own world of work had I been. It would be later I would find out more about this fascinating Woman before me in the Green Sari  and how tragedy had struck her  different members of her family and how later another bomb explosion was to take her sight of one eye. I have huge respect for this lady.

The warmth of everyone I met  in Sri Lanka had a huge impact upon me for  along while to come.. I saw how the other half lived as they washed their clothes in the river, and saw how many lived on so little. I saw the rubbish piles on the streets in our travels, and the heavy carts both people and cows pulled along. I marvelled how the children walked to school all neat and tidy in their uniforms, and held my breath often as we travelled the long distances to our Factory bases along roads where no rules seemed to apply, and where Cows  were the only ones who seemed to have rights of way. 

What struck me beyond any thing else, was that most of the time the people smiled.. They were courteous and respectful and even though they had nothing much their happiness radiated out and was contagious..

I saw the contrast of how the rich lived with the lavishness splashed out for those in business at the reception we were given in the British High Commission and the poverty so many endured just a few miles away.

For those of you who may be thinking our firm exploited these girls, let me say their factory conditions were newer and better than our own in the UK, They were purpose built on new industrial sites.  We were there to help set up training which would get these sewing machinists recognised as skilled machinist, Ours were not the sweat shops we see all too often on foreign shores..  Many families relying on their incomes and our firm also provided free medical care which extended to their immediate families. 

I left the industry for good in 2004, it was to be the same year that the Earth quake hit on Boxing Day December 26th. Where thousands perished.  I remember sending my colleagues messages. And later learnt many who had worked within my old company had lost their lives that day.   I took with me the respect I have always had for others and applied it within my daily life.. Both with people and with Nature and our Animal Kingdom..

If we  all of us had more respect for each other the world would not be as it is today, I have great respect for all throughout all walks of life..

Its up to each of us to learn to respect not only others but to remember to also respect ourselves

We are all of us worthy of respect!

Regardless of what backgrounds we have come from or what religion we follow or the colour of our skin

WE ARE ONE

 

Thank you again Linda for bringing us together for this

Time Machine Blogging Challenge. 

Time Machine Challenge

 

And if you have survived to read down this far.. I say thank you so much for  staying the course and reading.. The Irony of this Post is that on Tuesday my daughter is to travel out to Sri Lanka

 Bon Voyage Love you  J, Mum. xx

The next up for Time Machine Blogging Challenge is  Sarah for October 12th .

Also Thanks go to Sindy for creating the logo of the Time Machine.

Love and Blessings

Enjoy your week

Sue

 

 

 

Living in the Moment~ A Short Story

I wrote this in 2011, and was browsing through my Archives,  I needed to read it again to bring me back into my NOW.. and Live in the Only Moment there is..

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How long could she shut out the World? To open her eyes would allow the harsh light of day to blind her vision. A vision she no longer wished to see. She had witnessed cruelty beyond measure of Man’s inhumanity to man.

If she kept her eyes closed she could shut the world out. She could stop the constant chatter; the inaudible rabble the world threw out, the constant noise of the ‘woe is me’, ‘the I have not’, ‘the I want’ and ‘it’s mine’

Within the darkness behind her closed eyelids she could create a perfect world. A world of love and healing, a world of unity and sharing, a world of giving and receiving. A selfless world of Peace.

She wished this throbbing in her temples would cease, in fact it was at such times as these she wished she could just vanish completely. But as soon as the thought appeared she vanquished it from her mind, she knew she still had to fulfil her destiny, complete her mission, she knew her ‘Time’ was not yet.

‘Time’ ….everything had its Season, a time to sow a time to reap, ………

Harvest Time, ….. Now there she could focus, she knew all about harvest time… (We plough the seeds and scatter the good seed on the land) arrgh she thought what seeds indeed did we sow. Again she was a child, running, carefree, laughing.. Oh to have that feeling back, to wake each day with that Joy and spring in her step. To view the world with untainted innocence.

She wished Time would open up its ticking hands just to hold her still. To stop her thoughts from racing off into the future or slipping into the past. She wished Time would hold her still within that ‘moment’.

She laughed out loud, the sound echoed within the tunnel of her thoughts like an alien train. She’d had many ‘moments’ and each of them had been a ‘Now moment’ but she had let them All slip away as she looked over her shoulder as the shadows of the past crept up. Or she chased them into her future wishing them to come.

The salty brine oozed from beneath her eyelids, but she still refused to open them. Where did all those ‘Now’ moments go? Lost, gathered up in vague recollections.

The Light squeezed a ray of silver under her lids as the salt stung at her eyes.. Her temples throbbed in unison with her heart, pounding now within the cage beneath her breasts. A cage she had placed herself in. The rays of light filtered through her lashes creating prisms of colours that darted in lines she counted them, One,…… two,…….. three………………….

She opened her eyes with a start, the Sun had come out from behind the clouds.. She was back within the ‘Now’.. and a smile once again touched her lips for she realised she could live within the Now Moment any time she wished.. For ALL Moments are Now moments.

She just needed to believe and Live and ‘breathe’.. Every Moment Now….

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.

 

Wishing you all a Beautiful New Week

And welcome to all new Subscribers

Love and Blessings  

~Sue~

 

How Time Is Flying!

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 TIME

 

Our lives are ruled by the hands on a clock.

Slowly moving forward with a tick that never stops.

Displaying the time, as we rush here and there.

With never a minute left over to spare.

 

The minute we are born, our weight and time recorded.

One year later, arrives our Birthday date as ordered.

When we are young and unaware of time.

 The days seamed longer, the weather seamed more fine.

 

Nothing seamed to matter, but the content of your day.

Playing and laughing, having fun was the way.

Just when did time take over? Take control.

Was it in the schoolyard, when the bell tolls?

 

Time is a condition that man has worked out.

We wake up in the morning to a bell or a shout.

But have we lost something special in time along the way.

We’ve no time to listen, or give the time of day-

To someone who might need just a minute of your time.

One kind word is all it takes to make a person shine.

 

Time marches onward and soon we are old and grey.

As we look back in our memories, regrets before us lay.

Don’t let it be too late to put right all the wrongs.

And don’t harbour bitter grudges, let harmony be your song.

 

For time creeps on, and might catch you unawares.

Then you’ll wish the time you had were more lovingly prepared.

For God gave you this time, to use for love always.

Use it wisely and you will find contentment all your days.

By Dreamwalker

 

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The Above Poem I wrote in 2007. Time is all about perception.. Sometimes an hour can fly in a matter of minutes, while sometimes a minutes may seem to last an hour.. 
What ever you are doing this weekend,
Enjoy your Time..
And remember the Only Time we Live is in the NOW of this Moment..
We can not live in the Past or worry about the Future
Use your Time Wisely
And Be good to One another

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