Throughout my life, I have read many books relating to
Philosophy and Metaphysics. In most of
them I found a common thread woven throughout, the concept that whatever we put
out into the world is what will come back to us.
The description may vary – you reap what you sow, karma, what goes
around comes around, like attracts like etc. but all have the same underlying
message that is now being referred to as the Law of Attraction. Everything about this philosophy resonated deeply
with me and has taken me on the journey of a lifetime.
There is something very profound and provocative about believing that I can be, do or have anything that I want. I am learning to follow my heart instead of my mind and trust my intuition about what feels right for me. Really I’m just an old hippie at heart with my existential beliefs coming back to the surface at this beautiful time in my life. I remember every day that the purpose of life is to find joy.
There is something very profound and provocative about believing that I can be, do or have anything that I want. I am learning to follow my heart instead of my mind and trust my intuition about what feels right for me. Really I’m just an old hippie at heart with my existential beliefs coming back to the surface at this beautiful time in my life. I remember every day that the purpose of life is to find joy.
Over the past 10 years my interest and awareness has increased to such a level that I am inspired to do something everyday to keep
the momentum going. I love knowing that
I have the ability to dictate what is happening in my life, not because I can
control the actions of others but because I have control of my own.
Invictus – William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that
covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.