If you want to be in a happy place, think of something great
things that make your heart sing, to bring on a joyful state.
Don't ever let thoughts linger on things that make you curse
that doesn't help us out at all and just makes us feel worse
Ollie x x x
Have you ever seen a child watching themselves crying in a mirror? Haha they love it and it usually turns to laughter. Maybe adults should do the same when they're feeling down.
Sometimes we enjoy dwelling on our own misery but it doesn't do us any good. Like all negative feelings and thoughts...they fester away and make you sick. This can cause all kinds of illness to manifest in your body or mind. Forgive, forget and move on.
Hating someone only hurts you, if there is anyone you dislike that much then they don't deserve any of your energy, so don't feed them. Forget.
If you're hating yourself for something you did or didn't do. Forgive yourself. Love yourself and realise we all make mistakes, learn from it. If you're unable to make amends, move on.
Just pretending you're happy can make things seem better you can actually trick yourself and before you know it you're back on track and feeling good about life.
Listen to some music, do a silly dance...lighten up and find your inner child...go pull silly faces in the mirror. Play..... be happy.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Your children are not your children
We do think our children belong to us and what a struggle it is to let them go, when they fly the nest, when they decide upon a path that you wouldn't have chosen for them.
My children are aged 22 and 17 and at the moment I agree fully with the path they're on.
All that really matters is they are happy.
All parents should be taught this.
I read this text and thought how true it is.
Khalil Gibran ~ an excellent text about parents and children: (below)
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
My children are aged 22 and 17 and at the moment I agree fully with the path they're on.
All that really matters is they are happy.
All parents should be taught this.
I read this text and thought how true it is.
Khalil Gibran ~ an excellent text about parents and children: (below)
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Soulmates ~ The Journey
We take a journey you and I
through lifetimes passing closely by
a fleeting glance... a look... a peek
not even knowing what we seek.
Our souls feel that there's something more
but don't know what they're searching for
through stormy waters hear them cry
lost, alone... they don't know why.
A feeling of being... not quite whole
not fitting in your chosen role
ships passing in the night... sail on
a chance to meet and now it's gone
Remembering... soul says... 'I see you'
connection, bliss... a dream come true
complete... in our anatomy
you are... the other half of me.
The beauty of lifes story is
it's all a game of hit and miss
love and laughter, tears and pain
we incarnate... to do it all again
© Ollie Jezierski(20.1.11)
Do you believe in reincarnation...karma, soul mates?
A soul that you've shared many life times with and planned before birth to meet up with.
through lifetimes passing closely by
a fleeting glance... a look... a peek
not even knowing what we seek.
Our souls feel that there's something more
but don't know what they're searching for
through stormy waters hear them cry
lost, alone... they don't know why.
A feeling of being... not quite whole
not fitting in your chosen role
ships passing in the night... sail on
a chance to meet and now it's gone
Remembering... soul says... 'I see you'
connection, bliss... a dream come true
complete... in our anatomy
you are... the other half of me.
The beauty of lifes story is
it's all a game of hit and miss
love and laughter, tears and pain
we incarnate... to do it all again
© Ollie Jezierski(20.1.11)
Do you believe in reincarnation...karma, soul mates?
A soul that you've shared many life times with and planned before birth to meet up with.
We are the world
To Corporations big and small
Politicians one and all
Islands, continents and states
I see all... your villainous traits
your country may be large or strong
with puffed out chests you sing your song
show off your might, stand straight and tall
but know... pride comes before a fall
governments with their legislation...
coveting your neighbours nation
your pettiness is sad and cruel
you think the world is yours you fool
this beautiful planet belongs to me
and has done since its infancy
If you are me and we are one
the earth belongs to all or none
In my world... borders don't exist
you don't need to be an activist
No fighting rules that don't make sense
Unite as one, don't build a fence
No killing, wars, death or slaughter
food for all and sweet clean water
If people say that I am weak
know, all is inherited by the meek
© Ollie Jezierski (19.1.11)
We only have one earth treat it gently.
I pray for a world at peace where everyone loves their neighbour as themselves.
We are all the same, everyone, everywhere. We are one. <3
Politicians one and all
Islands, continents and states
I see all... your villainous traits
your country may be large or strong
with puffed out chests you sing your song
show off your might, stand straight and tall
but know... pride comes before a fall
governments with their legislation...
coveting your neighbours nation
your pettiness is sad and cruel
you think the world is yours you fool
this beautiful planet belongs to me
and has done since its infancy
If you are me and we are one
the earth belongs to all or none
In my world... borders don't exist
you don't need to be an activist
No fighting rules that don't make sense
Unite as one, don't build a fence
No killing, wars, death or slaughter
food for all and sweet clean water
If people say that I am weak
know, all is inherited by the meek
© Ollie Jezierski (19.1.11)
I pray for a world at peace where everyone loves their neighbour as themselves.
We are all the same, everyone, everywhere. We are one. <3
Saturday, October 30, 2010
I Am
Sometimes we feel disconnected in life.
I wrote the poem "I Am" as a thank you to the people in my life and an affirmation to myself that indeed I was connected to "All that is".
I wrote the poem "I Am" as a thank you to the people in my life and an affirmation to myself that indeed I was connected to "All that is".
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Something wonderful… is happening
I can sense it all around us
it’s streaming through the air
An energy explosion
I can feel it everywhere
A wave of love and kindness
and a heart that’s overflowing
this wave of light runs through us
and with it …we are growing
I’m standing tall
I’m standing proud
I’m not afraid
To shout out loud
To tell the world for all to see
Something … really wonderful
is happening… to me.
© Ollie Jezierski 8/9/2010
I remember many years ago writing an assignment on “The poverty line” and what it means. Learning about how in western culture not having a television because of lack of money etc… you would be considered as being below that line.
These days it’s probably if you don’t have a television, computer, dvd player and satellite box in every room. Our lecturer told us that it was just based on whatever was accepted as being the norm… for most families.
In other cultures it’s very different… or is it?
Perhaps if we went back to the stone age we would find similar comparisons.
Do we really need all the things we have? Imagine a world without these things… Ouch! For a start people would probably communicate more… TALK to each other even.
We have so many things to be grateful for but usually we just want more... more and more. Keeping up with the neighbours can be costly.
People all around the world are opening their eyes “waking up” seeing how beautiful things are when you stop living in the world of duality… dreaming and thinking their new reality into being...
Open your heart, let the light in. Always see the world you want, as you want it to be.
Fight for it…make it happen. People live such complicated lives, we don’t have to, it is “self inflicted.”
Try to be happy with what you “have” and give thanks for it…
I might not have a fraction of what some people have and I may have so much more than others. The sunshine and flowers, the beach, the sea, rivers lakes and mountains… these belong to all… we are all so rich.
Life is what you make it… I thank all the people in mine, past and present for helping me to be who I am.
it’s streaming through the air
An energy explosion
I can feel it everywhere
A wave of love and kindness
and a heart that’s overflowing
this wave of light runs through us
and with it …we are growing
I’m standing tall
I’m standing proud
I’m not afraid
To shout out loud
To tell the world for all to see
Something … really wonderful
is happening… to me.
© Ollie Jezierski 8/9/2010
I remember many years ago writing an assignment on “The poverty line” and what it means. Learning about how in western culture not having a television because of lack of money etc… you would be considered as being below that line.
These days it’s probably if you don’t have a television, computer, dvd player and satellite box in every room. Our lecturer told us that it was just based on whatever was accepted as being the norm… for most families.
In other cultures it’s very different… or is it?
Perhaps if we went back to the stone age we would find similar comparisons.
Do we really need all the things we have? Imagine a world without these things… Ouch! For a start people would probably communicate more… TALK to each other even.
We have so many things to be grateful for but usually we just want more... more and more. Keeping up with the neighbours can be costly.
People all around the world are opening their eyes “waking up” seeing how beautiful things are when you stop living in the world of duality… dreaming and thinking their new reality into being...
Open your heart, let the light in. Always see the world you want, as you want it to be.
Fight for it…make it happen. People live such complicated lives, we don’t have to, it is “self inflicted.”
Try to be happy with what you “have” and give thanks for it…
I might not have a fraction of what some people have and I may have so much more than others. The sunshine and flowers, the beach, the sea, rivers lakes and mountains… these belong to all… we are all so rich.
Life is what you make it… I thank all the people in mine, past and present for helping me to be who I am.
Count your blessings
I hate that bushy tree …blocking out the sun
I’d look out of the window …but that’s no fun
Just a heap of leaves… nothing to see
A wall of leafy green… staring back at me
Horrid little tree… darkening this room
Sad, bad little tree… filling me with gloom
But look is that some buds and a sprig of something white
Oh! look a little bee…. Buzzing with delight
A pretty coloured bird… singing sweet as a canary
standing on the top… looking like a Christmas fairy
When the summer sun is harsh and shining down with vigour
That tree is my salvation … and I wish that it were bigger.
Sometimes we are blinded …stuck in our old ways
Turn “negative” to “positive” and… “bad” to “happy” days.
Ollie Jezierski
Thinking negatively about everything can be soul destroying. I try to have a positive view about things that happen. Pick myself up from the floor brush off the dust and think that things could always be worse.
Always look for the silver lining, it's there, somewhere.
I’d look out of the window …but that’s no fun
Just a heap of leaves… nothing to see
A wall of leafy green… staring back at me
Horrid little tree… darkening this room
Sad, bad little tree… filling me with gloom
But look is that some buds and a sprig of something white
Oh! look a little bee…. Buzzing with delight
A pretty coloured bird… singing sweet as a canary
standing on the top… looking like a Christmas fairy
When the summer sun is harsh and shining down with vigour
That tree is my salvation … and I wish that it were bigger.
Sometimes we are blinded …stuck in our old ways
Turn “negative” to “positive” and… “bad” to “happy” days.
Ollie Jezierski
Thinking negatively about everything can be soul destroying. I try to have a positive view about things that happen. Pick myself up from the floor brush off the dust and think that things could always be worse.
Always look for the silver lining, it's there, somewhere.
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