Many have said that it takes all kinds of kinds to keep the world moving, from my perspective that is only empty justification, the kind of justification that keeps us from confronting and evolving our lesser selves. One must see that there are what is called self-preservationists and then there are societal-preservationists. The self preservationist…
People talk of lovelike they don’t wantto know what it means,as if the idea of soulmatesis one of romance and not of sacrifice,as if love is magic and not worth its risk. If you want a soulmatethen look to your soul first,If you want someone to sharea lifetime with then be someoneworth spending a lifetime…
It seems to me that there was a time when I believed I could do anything, though without realizing this, I must admit that I have forgotten the sensibility required to put forth all faith in such tenets of self and self-reliance. It is not so much about being lost but more so about finding…
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How do you find anything newwhen you arrive with familiarity?Keeping the same goals, worries andsentiments are only introducing youto the same ditch you think you madeyour way out of.... So next time youexplore some new place, make sure toexplore that place in your soul first,that will be for your well-being andnot just your amusement. -AH
Within headlines and creedsdogmas and breeds, yeswe are no tribe, we are many.Room at your table does not satisfy me always,but sometimes,the times in which I am willing to giveas much as you are willing to take, those times.my choice...my choosingYou see, the head of my table is opento my guests that fascinate me,no, not…
How beautiful you are when you live without being told When your words are love and your validation not sold. When your greatness is measured by the goodness, not on a sleeve, but in an unhidden heartbeat. How beautiful you are guarded when fragile, strongest when allowed to break. -AH
What is in an I? I am a person, but am I more than an object? There is a comfort in the human experience that we are often attached to in fascination and even in excuse, it is duality, a quasi-separation of our being and our actions, I the thing versus I the spirit. If…
It isn’t a noise that I seek,It isn’t the mind from which I thinkbut the heart that poundsand pulsates through my veinsmy sound, my existence that is, was and will be.Not my sight but my vision,in my eyes I see a pastcreating a future.Sight, sound, touch and thoughtare nothing without soul.So do me a favor…
In this sleep,swept away in a dreamI think of stars and space,galaxies and gracetraveling through meare the heavens + dusta Holy Spirit is a handon the gavel of justicespeaking the words so sincerelike it’s just us.From novas to supernovasand into the stratosphereI take a breath andrelease all my fear,you held me gentlyin the palm of…
Everybody is rushing, rushing to get old, rushing to stay young, in a hurry to marry, in a hurry to get lonely, in a hurry to become somebody and in this rush to prove what we can do we miss out on the who that is living, being and becoming us. At the drop of…
