Saturday, December 26, 2015

Trust Me.



Trust me.

Trust me in the stillness of everything.
Where there is calmness and peace, there I am moving.
Feel my presence.
Hear my whispers.

Trust me.

How many times should I prove my love for you?
Embrace this moment's uncertainty,
and have faith in me.
I know your heart.

Just trust me.

I love you, child.
Trust in my heart.
I promise, I have great plans for you.
Know that I've been listening to your prayers,
and I'm working on it.

Trust me.

Monday, December 21, 2015

Snowflake

One night, the dark sky cracked and chinks of light seeped out of it.
Slowly, the light ate away the darkness.
It grew into morning.

And I'm cherishing this morning.
Every inch of it.
I've never inhaled air this deep.
I look at each moment's particle on my hands and it's beautiful.
Each moment's like a snowflake - pristine, unique and melting.
I can only imagine the thrill of having to explore, to unravel, and to appreciate its magnificence for a short while.
Then it melts.
And it vanishes.
Then it's gone forever.
And it's okay.



Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Peace Within



Heaven is inside us.

I can feel it here, deep within me. It's alive. I can smell the sweet scent of its green grass. I can see its ardent sun. I can hear its birds singing. Everything in heaven is beautifully placed. Everything's calmly moving. Everything's alright.

Everything's alright even when things seem to be in havoc outside its barriers, for heaven does not believe that what doesn't feel good or isn't beautiful is all evil. It could just be a crinkle in a cloth, a knot in a hem, or a bump on a road. Like happiness, pain is just one of the ingredients of a succulent life.

Everything's still alright, for our meaningful memories are embedded in heaven's walls. Anytime, we can cling on them and dwell on them instead on the energy-wasting, unhelpful ones. Heaven never forgets beauty that's why it's beautiful.

Everything's still alright, for heaven has a welcoming, accepting, gratifying and loving atmosphere. Heaven is grace-filled 'cause it finds goodness in each situation. Ugly things pass through heaven and come out radiant.

Everything's still alright, for heaven is forever at peace.

Heaven is our peace within.