Point of Reference

In life, most people are guided by something… perhaps a God, an idea, a belief, or a relationship. In all of these, there are rules to learn and to abide by and there are languages to help us understand the game of life. These things are our safety net, they are what we define ourselves by. Should we act outside of these rules, we may fear being alienated, cast out and alone!

We get to know ourselves firstly through our parents/carers, then our siblings, larger family and to the general population. We join groups, sports teams,  organisations, protests and marches. We fight causes that call to us even if we do not know why and we align ourselves to political parties. We live with material success and the need for approval of others. For the most part, we feel a sense of connectedness, of belonging and unity. We get a sense that this is ‘us’, this is what life is all about. All is good.

But what happens when you find yourself without these groups of people, successes, material gain or causes to align with? What do you do when the world has been pulled from right under your feet? Where is that sense of connectedness you felt to those you believed in? Where is that connection if your God is not what you thought it to be, if the ideology you followed turns out to be an illusion? You realise that no matter what you believed, felt, knew or connected to is no longer there. You are adrift without oars or a compass, being carried along without a north star to guide you. What do you do, who do you turn to if there is no one, no thing to turn? 

Can you trust yourself to be your guide? Do you really believe what you know, feel, see or hear as your own truth? Do you trust in your own innate being enough to guide you on? And if you did, what would you be heading towards if all you knew had gone? No goals to follow, no dreams to dream, no place to run or hide. Where would you see yourself ending up?

This is where we need a new reference point, that reference point US (I). A reference point we set ourselves, one that can NEVER be lost. When our frame of reference is set at US – which is and has always been then  never again can we be cast adrift in a sea of lonliness or false living.

It is said that we come back to the very same place we began. We come back to US!!!

I therefore, must be our frame of reference, our starting point, our guide in life and in death. I, is always with us, even when in disguise. If we use this as our guide, then we can know that we will never be separate, can never be alone even when outside of us the world may be falling apart!

Death is All Around Me

Death is all around me

Death is all around me I sense its timely entrance.
Be away with the old, the rotten and the stale
Be away with the stench of all so fowl.
I am that death, it resides in me
I am that death and the I
That I was, has ceased to be.
I have evolved like the caterpillar
Into the butterfly,
I spread my wings with joy and fly.
I fly to another place
Where i become we
And we are but one face.
I fly to another world
So different from this
No longer trapped
I feel the winds kiss.
I am free to dance and to sing,
I make up my life
On the prayer of a wing.

(Author: Jacqueline Cullen)

The Unfolding (a Poem)

The Unfolding

First he stirs,
this way and that
nothing feeling right.

Not knowing which way to go
he moves blindly ahead
not seeing, not hearing just moving.
Not hearing a sound, he misses all opportunity to learn.
Blindly going about his day like the living dead,
unaware of the treasures around him, of the song in the air.
Unaware of the needs of others. Even his own needs ignored.

Then one day he awakens,
a sense that something’s not right.
What it is he does not know…

Yelling out to God he screams that “life is not fair”.
How could he leave him abandoned when he needed him most.
How could he let him live in a world full of pain.
Surely there must be more to life than this, otherwise, what would be the point.
And although he is awake, he still does not see.
He continues to blame others, to blame God, to blame the world.
You see, he feels that he plays no part in creating the life he has.
He feels helpless, powerless to make an impact. He has become pitiful.

Carrying so much baggage with him he continues on, feeling more and more
laden with responsibility, hate and pain. Bitterness has become his companion,
loneliness his guide. His light slowly fizzing out. His eyes blank and dead!

And then he knows.

He sees for the first time his life as he has created it.
He sees that the pain and sorrow he carries, is his own.
Something inside has changed. No longer the victim he lifts himself up,
creating a life that shines so bright that others are attracted to him
and want to learn how they, too, can create this life.

They too want to know… and on it goes, spreading far and wide.
More and more people rejoicing in…

The Unfolding of Truth!

Feeling Good

Many vocalists have sung this amazing song. But who does it as good as Michael Bublé? Listen and watch him on You Tube. Read the lyrics below. How does this make YOU feel?!

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel

It’s a new dawn
It’s a new day
It’s a new life
For me
And I’m feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don’t you know
Butterflies all havin’ fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That’s what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

Contemplating Change

It’s been said that you can’t keep doing the same thing over and over and expect a different result. Yet, we often do just that! We get up, day in, day out, go to the same job, do the same tasks, and ‘hope’ that we’ll be happier.

It dawned on me today, that I’ve been caught up in this for far too long. It’s time I did something different. I’m still not sure what that difference should be. But contemplating change is the first step!

Contemplating Change © February 14, 2011 | Annie Zalezsak