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




Remembering your way back


As I dissolve more and more into my heart space, I allow myself to witness those scenes where I feel guilt, shame, lack or pain.

Without hooking into the story and feeling the blame, I realise it is in the past and nothing can be changed.

With this realisation, I am aware for these, attonement is the way to bring ease, and in a flash I see the multidude of ways, that I pay my way back into grace.

Then with one almighty rush of love, my heart expands into infinate space and my body vibrates with vibrational resonance of the stardust, of which I am made.

A smile now creeps accros my face as I feel my own love for that face, that body, that mind, that soul, which once caused me such disgrace.

And then it awakes, that recognition within.  That all I teach is not fake, as I am reminded of the progress others make, when taking on board all I relate. 

Somewhere I slipped back off the path and today I remembered my way back. 🙂


Mitakuye Oyasin