In my dream world I see animals roam free
Not peered at through the bars of a cage
The scent of liberty carries thick in the air
Like the heady perfume of hibiscus blooms
I see wisdom and compassion flow in men
Like a river of hope, returning these souls
from whence they came
Sweet nectar of innocence the shared gain
The longing for home grows swiftly
Captivity, a forgotten cruelty.
In my dream world all are free
To fulfil their own destiny.
Why is it so difficult to forgive? Because the Ego is wounded. It wants to be right and for others to be wrong. But there is no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’. Both parties are simply on either end of the one line of truth, and just like the Tug of War rope, you can only be victorious by bringing the other down. There is another way! What would happen if you just let go of the rope? Agree to disagree and end the pointless tussling to and fro.
Faerie rings where nature sings
Its joyful call to play
Sandalphon’s strings are played
Within this woodland sphere of blue
Nymphs and sprites and flames so bright
Frolic and spin, alive in the night.
Gossamer wings flit to and fro
And squeals of delight permeate the site:
This sacred sphere, this magical sight
The woods are alive with Faeries tonight!
We all put on masks in our lives, sometimes several: professional, religious, familial, neighbourly and so on. We like to try and control how others will see us, don’t we? Keep this in mind when interacting with people today, especially those you find ‘challenging’. Try to see behind their mask to reach a greater level of understanding.