tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80374723324275128972011-09-27T13:00:07.534-07:00Lady Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07136185876147996836noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037472332427512897.post-61950645667027816352008-03-11T02:03:00.000-07:002008-03-11T02:07:25.120-07:00I know, that I am at the point in my life, were there is nothing new that I have to learn or to find out. I know that, potentially, I posses all the knowledge I need for my life. I guess, in a matter of speeking, I´m out of my egg. BUT, the more I think about that, the more I realize that it´s just a beginning. Because my life is not anymore about knowledge. It´s about remembering. About not falling asleep anymore. I must confess, it happens to me all the time. Sometimes I start to judge myself, thinking that it´s inexcusable to forget so easily the things that I found out to be so important to me. But judging is not the way. I just realize that judging takes the path of the mind. But if I want to stay on the path of the heart, I guess I have to take the risk to fall asleep from time to time. And I guess I have to admit that I am vulnerable and week, that I need help from all the angels that are available in the whole universe. Of course, now I can see more clearly. Being a pilgrim on my way to the Kingdom of Love can sometimes make me to a bagger, blinded by tears and reaching out for any crumbs of light that merciful souls would scatter on my path... "Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with Love."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8037472332427512897-6195064566702781635?l=my-own-piece-of-fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lady Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07136185876147996836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037472332427512897.post-86896562704901623202008-03-11T01:53:00.000-07:002008-03-11T02:02:22.956-07:00I should change something about me - they say -<br />Because nobody can live like this<br /><br />I should trim my wings<br />Because they carry me too high<br /><br />I should loosen my roots<br />Because they reach too deep<br /><br />I should take a prescription for glasses<br />Because my eyes see things that are not there<br /><br />I should procure me a mask<br />Because it is not suitable to wear none<br /><br />I should walk the large path<br />Because the narrow one is so lonely<br /><br />And I should definitely give up being open-hearted<br />Because people get so embarrassed by that<br /><br />I should were gloves<br />Because you cannot pick roses without<br /><br />I should veil my heart<br />Because it spreads the scent of too much love<br /><br />And of course, before all things,<br />I should give up<br />talking about love<br />believing in love<br />dreaming of love<br />because it is so dangerous and so contagious<br /><br />So many voices for these adjustments<br />And only one voice against them<br />yours, telling me:<br />please be who you already are<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8037472332427512897-8689656270490162320?l=my-own-piece-of-fairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lady Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07136185876147996836noreply@blogger.com0