Saturday, September 1, 2012

Open!



Open!
Love Papa.

To possibilities.
To promise.
To potential.
To people.
To patience.
To priorities.
To principals.
To peak experience.
Time is ageless and age is timeless.
Open yourself to what exists.
Remove the binders and the blinders!
Awaken and see!
You ARE the source of all existence.
Open to what is!
And “What is” will Open You!
Love Papa.

Friday, August 31, 2012

I Choose Love!



I Choose Love!
Love Papa.

Within each moment of time a choice is offered.
And each of us has to make the decision of how we will react.
Behind every door.
Around every corner.
Within every conversation.
I choose love.
Fear lies only within the boundaries of our mind.
But love encircles every molecule of existence.
For every heart there is a match!
For every problem there is a solution!
For every word spoken in anger there is a softness that will follow.
We are here for but a moment and love is our guide.
I choose love.
In work, in play, in hardship, in adversity, in family, in enemies.
I choose love.
In politics, in religion, in diversity, in poverty, in prosperity, in war and in peace.
I choose love.
Within each moment of time a choice is offered.
I choose love.
Love Papa.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Go Go Go!



Go, Go, Go!
Love Papa.

At what pace do you relate?
Are you the slow cautious type?
The frantic impatient type?
Or somewhere in between?
Awareness of time, space, reality and spirit are all relative.
Relative to you!
Each must pass through you for you to understand them.
And each is subject only to your interpretation.
The pace at which you interpret them and the perspective you attach to them is entirely personal.
Fast or slow the result remains yours and yours alone to view.
Enjoying the journey need not be subject to any time schedule but your own!  
Choosing your own pace is all that counts.
Listen to your words.
Feel your body’s response.
Become aware of your own pace.
Know when go, go, go should be slow, slow, slow.
Love Papa.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Hollow!



Hollow!
Love Papa.


There is that place within each of us.
That empty spaciousness.
Where we are compelled by the wonder of life?
Why am I here?
Who am I?
What is my purpose?
It is within that void that awareness dwells.
Many attempt to fill it with external trappings of living; money, love, sex, drugs, alcohol..........
But few allow the expansiveness to remain as given.
The journey is not designed to fill in a hollow space within us.
Rather for us to expand that hollow place to include us!
Awareness is contained within the space between all elements of life!
We are not separate from anything.
We are part of the wholeness of everything!
You did not come here to find something?
You are the something finding itself!
Love Papa.

Monday, August 27, 2012

To Have and To Hold!


To Have and To Hold!
Love Papa.

She has cancer!
He has heart disease!
I have no money!
You have loneliness!
Possession is nine tenths of the law.
Who has what and what has whom?
Following any diagnosis, what “possesses” you is always your choice.
We constantly coexist with all things at the same time.
Choosing to believe that you have, or do not have, something implies that it is separate from you and therefore foreign.
But the Universe is a whole energy that we exist within.
And we cannot separate ourselves from that whole!
What you see happening in your life is just an experience you have chosen within that whole.
Every experience is within your grasp because each one already exists in your life.
Your right to choose is always given.
See the beauty within the choices you have made.
And become one with the wholeness of your life.
That is the ultimate possession.
Yours always, to have and to hold!
Love Papa.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Transparency!


Transparency!
Love Papa.

Just behind a veil.
Lies the reality of YOU!
Obscured but visible.
Right below the surface,
Perhaps half a step back.
When I look at you.
Who am I seeing?
Is it you or is it YOU?
What you attempt to hide behind,
Never completely hides you!
The choice to see through is not yours.
Rather it is mine!
Love Papa.