๐ฅPeace & Truth
and the ocean taught her how to drown in all the things bigger than herself. the ocean loved her and knew everything that made her. and every time she'd walk to the shore, she smiled at the ocean because the waves told her story.
My life is but a weaving Between my God and me. I cannot choose the colors He weaveth steadily.
Oft' times He weaveth sorrow; And I in unreasonable pride Forget He sees the upper And I the underside.
Not 'til the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful In the weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned.
He knows He loves, He cares; Nothing this truth can dim. He gives the very best to those Who leave the choice to Him.
True Love is always open and honest, even when upset. ๐ฅ
Fake love plays games, hides their feelings and tries to manipulate the emotions of others to gain the upper hand.๐ฅ
True Love is self-sacrificing. ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Fake love only wants what it wants.๐
True Love gives from the heart. ๐ฅ
Fake love gives because it wants something in return.๐
True Love forgives. ๐ฅ
Fake love seeks vengeance.๐
True Love appreciates you for who you are. ๐ฅ
Fake love tries to change you into their perfect ideal.๐
True Love is romantic intimacy and love making. ๐ฅ
Fake love is just sex.๐
True Love tries to resolve conflict. ๐ฅ
Fake love tries to prove it is right.๐
True Love lets go of hurts. ๐ฅ
Fake love harbours resentment.๐ฅ
True Love gives you the freedom. ๐ฅ
Fake love is controlling. ๐ฅ
True Love listens. ๐
Fake love only talks.๐ฅ
When will they ever learn
To many countries ๐
To many ideas about how to live ๐
Attitudes kill trust ๐
Rules to live with are ingrained by the past generations ๐
You kill your brothers and sisters ~๐
If we think we are right ~ we are wrong ๐
Don’t hurt ๐
The reality is borders exist in our nonreality existence in each race ๐
Turmoil in peoples attitudes or learned cultures seem impossible to co-exist on earth ๐
Gods tears prevail ๐
” What do you want in a perfect world ” ๐
Your way or no ~ way ๐
Happiness โบ๏ธ is finding new thoughts ๐ with-in you ๐ค
Keep doing it your way you are always right๐ค
Hug a tree instead ๐ค
Like the tortoise and the hare, we all move through life at our own unique pace.
The classic tale of the tortoise and the hare reminds us that different people take life at different speeds and that one way is not necessarily superior to another.
In fact, in the story, it is the slower animal that ends up arriving at the destination first.
In the same way, some of us seem to move very quickly through the issues and obstacles we all face in our lives.
Others need a long duration to process their feelings and move into new states of awareness.
For those of us who perceive ourselves as moving quickly, it can be painful and exasperating to deal with someone elseโs slower pace.
Yet, just like the tortoise and the hare, we all arrive at the same destination together, eventually.
People who take their time with things are probably in the minority in most of the world today.
We live in a time when speed and productivity are valued above almost anything else.
Therefore, people who flow at a slower pace are out of sync with the world and are often pestered and prodded to go faster and do more.
This can be not only frustrating but also counterproductive because the stress of being pushed to move faster than one can move slows progress.
On the other hand, if a personโs style is honored and supported, they will find their way in their own time and, just like the tortoise, they might just beat the speedier, more easily distracted person to the finish line.
Itโs important to remember that we are not actually in a race to get somewhere ahead of someone else, and it is difficult to judge by appearances whether one person has made more progress than another.
Whether you count yourself among the fast movers or as one of the slower folks, we can all benefit from respecting the pace that those around us choose for themselves.
This way, we can keep our eyes on our own journey, knowing that we will all end up together in the end.
“Do not confuse a broken person for an evil person. ๐
A broken person can be fixed an evil person cannot. ๐
An evil person causes pain, they hurt others. ๐
They deliberately cause chaos. ๐
A broken person would never do any of those things because they know how it feels to be on the other side of those actions. ๐
Don’t confuse someone who can be saved with someone that you will need to be saved from.” ๐
The you that’s had a rough week. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You that seem to be under constant storm clouds. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You that feel invisible. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You can also don’t know how much longer you can hold on. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
The you that has lost faith.
The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
To you. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You are incredible. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You make this world a little bit more wonderful. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You have so much potential and so many things left to do. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You have time. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Better things are coming your way, so please hang in there. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
You can do it. . ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
From the second that you’re in this world,
They tell you what is “fair”,
The questions you’re allowed to ask,
And the ones you wouldn’t dare,
Placed on the path they’ve paved for you,
Life pushes you along,
Without the chance to stop and think,
If it’s right where you belong
But beyond your pathway’s edges,
Is where living starts,
A land of risks and danger,
And a land of broken hearts,
They’ll tell you you should fear this land,
That there’s no good there at all,
As they live their lives as they’ve been taught,
Behind expectation’s wall,
But the best people you will ever meet,
Have wandered off their track,
Found themselves along the way,
And have no need to wander back,
So forget about life’s road map,
Follow your heart at any cost,
For you’ll never truly find yourself
If you’re too scared to get lost.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all,
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.
Feast and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Love isn’t easy.
It requires work.
It requires long hugs and short bouts of anger.
It requires persistence, it isn’t for those without patience.
It requires truth, no matter how ugly.
It demands.
Commitment, dedication isn’t enough.
It isn’t all roses and candy.
But it’s so much more beautiful than that.
Real love, true love overcomes our weakness, our fears, our anxiety.
In a 30 second hug, my life changed.
Anyone that understands and has allowed themselves to feel loved, knows exactly what I mean.
My life changed in a 30-second hugโฆwow!
Each kiss we exchange still makes me feel like a strong man and a little boy.
Love requires a lot.
And I’d do whatever I had to do to sustain the feeling of your hugs.
Whatever love requires me to do.
