Lost Souls

Throughout my life I have been told that I’m too kind, generous and selfless. Like it’s a bad thing. They say I should think about myself more and be less giving because people take advantage and don’t care about me or help me when they can.

Now this may be true, but, that just shows who they are as people, and is not a reflection on me.

I just give people enough rope to hang themselves with then walk away.

If I have helped someone regardless of how they disrespect or disregard me, my heart is full knowing I did all I could with what I had to work with.

From what I can see in the world today, too many people only help if there is something in it for themselves. They become hardened by all the ungrateful, disrespect from their efforts to lead by example. Or simply are out for all they can get.

How then is the world meant to change? Or as I hear and say all too often, ‘go back to how it used to be’?

We must not become bitter at the unrecognition, the rejection, the disrespect, the lies and false promises. Nor succumb to the feelings of isolation that these people ignite within us.

We must recognize the gift they bring, the awareness of your own inner strength that in spite of others ignorance you have the ability to forgive the wounded child in front of you and love them anyway.

We the way showers may have chosen a difficult path but we must continue to hold the lantern up in the dark, so that others of like mind can find us. If we succumb to the darkness of our ego self then we will be lost forever in the sea of lost souls.

Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

Blessings

MWT đź’—

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Equals?

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A child runs bare foot through a street, with ripped up clothes and bloody feet

Running fast from the horrors he has seen

The screams and fear, will never leave.

Far away, another child runs

With his headphones in and Nike shoes on.

A mother cries as her child dies of Aids

While another celebrates her genetically made, perfect babe.

We drop bombs and kill and maim

To what ends, when we are all to blame?

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Manipulated by corporate lies,

We no longer see through our third eyes.

Gut instinct is void and empathy deplete

As the rich eat the poor

On technology street.

Consume, destroy and with a smile

As we switch ourselves off and become numb for a while.

Our neighbours smile as they pass by

But community has gone, don’t look in their eyes.

Enclosed in our bubbles of worry and shame

Its easy to ignore the boy running away.

But what can we do? We proclaim rather loudly,

With hands in the air, we deplore the almighty

To show us a sign, light up a way

As our mother shakes and quivers in dismay

The world retreats into a fearful dither

As denial seeps in, the bubble we draw nearer

the blinkers remain.

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Around we go in this endless cycle

The rich get richer and the poor get re cycled.

Its time to stop Frackin around my friends.

Take one small step for the better each day,

Make a difference in your own way,

To break the mould of lust and greed

Chop off the hand that it does feed.

Always remember that no matter what,

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We are all one, from the earth beneath our feet to the stars we can barely see

Equal in the right to live and breath

Free from fear of lack or need

Free to love, to laugh and be free.

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Mitakuye Oyasin

Namaste

MWT  ❤