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Your spirit is a precious, burnings star that fell from heaven. As you fell down the tunnel to wonderland, a gauzy veil spun around your soul, covering the light of your divine nature, keeping it hidden from the eyes of the world. It is your mission on this journey to lift the veil so that your light and beauty can be seen.
Your spirit emanates light, like a strange jewel from which you draw your talents, abilities and purpose. As the veil grows thicker it becomes a darkness that numbs and silences your divinity, cutting you off from your potential. But the truth remains that you are a divine architect. You are a partner to the Universe, and it is in your true nature to express and create through love and compassion.
The key to divine expression is intention. Intention weaves and changes the fabric of everything in its path. Intention is the mother of manifestation; so she bears from her fertile womb every seed placed within. When you befriend intention then you can essentially birth what you desire, this is the art of manifestation.
Your thoughts, actions and ideas are the energy that feed the Universe, literally creating everything you see around you right now. It can be difficult to see beyond the dark, thick, sluggish veil covering your potential. It distorts whatever you are sending out. Because of these distortions your intentions are altered allowing the unfavorable to grow like thorny brambles in your life.
The Universe is fertile and rich with the nutrients necessary to grow whatever seeds/intentions you wish to plant. The Universe cannot discern what you plant here because her one and only purpose is to birth the seeds that you have sewn, and manifest the garden of your desires. Now you know that your garden is the accumulations of all the thoughts, ideas, fears and dreams that you have planted.
If you aren’t careful in tending and pruning your garden, pests begin growing, sneaky little things that creep into the calm fields of lavender and lilies. These thorny, little weeds represent of your lack of attention to what is going on around you. Not all things within your garden are in your control; some things just appear like negative relationships you just need to break free from. You cannot change everything, but you can changer your reaction. Isn’t a weed just a flower that someone doesn’t like?
The veil that you see life through is actually the ego, and the ego sees everything as limiting. Your garden, then, has limited beauty. It becomes infested with stickers and brambles that bite your fingertips when you eventually try to pull them. Though there are times when a little seed of light sprout among the weeds, but their life is quickly choked out by fear and insecurity. As the ego believes, there’s never enough. Not for me, not for you.
Our souls are sparkling, bright-eyed children and the veil makes the world dark and gray, which evokes insecurity and fear because “bad things live in the darkness”. Through embracing the powers of your divine nature you pull away this veil and are able to be in the present moment. One energy cannot vibrate amongst the other, easily. The ideals of the ego such as anger, depression, sadness, hatred, etc, sustain the limited belief of separation, which in turn breeds more fear.
It could be said that there are no mirrors in heaven, so we come to earth to see the true nature of our spirit. We come here to find our selves within our own light, being nudged by the people, places and experiences we have. The truth is that the veil is never fully lost as long as you are incarnated. It is the anchor of your soul.
In this amazing, incarnate experience, you have to live on the edge of two worlds, like faeries on the edge of dreamland. You have to walk the middle ground between the material and the spiritual; a balancing act between light and dark. If you tread the middle ground you learn to be in the present moment.
Through learning to be in balance with ego and spirit you can begin manifesting consciously. On your spiritual journey you are never seeking to lose your identity or shadow, only to embrace it, understand it, truly befriend it. It is the great yin and yang. This is the foundation of enlightenment.
Fear not the experiences you have in life, embrace them with open arms. Let your experiences open your mind and heart and help you to expand. If you want to change your life, you must change your thoughts. There is a micro world inside of you, and it reflects into the world around you. Remember your garden is yours alone… tend it, care for it, look after it and you will have a beautiful work of art.
Also know that we are all interconnected. You may wish to exclude others from your life, but again this is a balancing act. You have one plot on the face of a whole, so essentially your ground is the ground of another. The interaction between you and the people in your life is just as essential, if not more essential, than all the experiences you’ve had.
As you tend your garden, be mindful of the gardens around you. You don’t want to throw your dirty work into someone else’s masterpiece. We must help each other maintain this beauty. Hopefully a sense of comradery forms, creating peace, which shines out into the world. Maybe one day we will all cast of our veils and melt into one bright and vibrant sun.
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Tonight I sit here with the cool breeze blowing through the lace of my windows and I feel something wild and explosive. I hear the people chattering below me on the streets and it slowly fades into the drowning hum of my own thoughts that race at a million miles a minute. I stop for one second remembering that I am almost 4,000 miles away from home and at some points I feel worlds away and at others I feel so isolated that its like I am back at home.
I am reminded of my best friend saying to me, “You don’t have to be somewhere to be someone.” And now my retort is, “You don’t have to be somewhere to be no one. Either.” I honestly feel at times that I am so isolated even in the crowded streets of London. The same slow ride to work and the same hastily walk home…. And I ask myself where is the color?
I have felt so stifled because my creativity as begging to be let loose. I have been working for days doing my internship, which has been amazing because of the magnitude at which I am learning. But it takes its toll on your hear and spirit. I want to write and sing. I want to take my seat at a shiny grand piano and touch the ivory keys… the surge of creativity running through my veins; and I want to sing…songs about life and love and loss and all the other feelings that crawl through every fiber of your being asking to be acknowledged.
I keep hearing the words, “Fearless” in my mind. Like a ghostly whisper that calls to me from somewhere far away… just be fearless. I affirm to myself, “I am fearless… I am fearlessly being me.” But I shrink back from the mirror at the look in my eyes… because I know that there are parts of me that are terrified to step off that ledge to just being.
I believe our fears are the killers of our creativity. So many times something bright and colorful and ephemeral has come to me like a fairy vision…and I have let it fly on by because I feared the consequence of answering to the call. I now realize that in order to live a life filled with the biggest dreams… we must be brave and wild and uninhibited. We must look our fears straight in the eyes and say, “I will not let you take me… I will fight you… Because I will NOT be taken prisoner…”
Its when we find all the might in our little gypsy souls to just stand out and be brave, that we finally make magic. I know its scary… its scary to answer to the call of our creativity and our inspiration because that may mean being alone… it may mean standing out. You may be looked at because you are “different” or “strange” or whatever labels that FEAR causes us to put on things… but when you do it you become a force that cannot be tamed… you become like the wind taking down everything in its path.
There is a silent community that grows out of the fearless ones. One finds another until you have a circle stronger than any one fear could ever be. I ask you now to be fearless and be inspired. Let your muse guide you. Tie those nastily little feelings of rejection and insecurity up with the heaviest robe and sink it to the bottom of the sea!
For days now I have felt this strange presence around me. I will walk into a room and its as if someone has just left. Or I will be climbing the stairs and the muffled sound of footsteps seems to follow close behind. Or a mysterious music will play off in the distance and now as I write this I wonder if that presence that so silently floats in and out of my awareness is my muse… she is saying, “Hey please pay attention to me.”
I challenge myself to do something crazy…. Something wild… wild in the sense that I am stepping out of my comfort zone. I don’t know about you but I have a whole list of things that I “Want to do but cant because…” and now I am going to look at it and mark off each thing one by one.
In the past when I have rushed head first into the dangerous territory of the unknown I have later stopped back and said, “wow… that wasn’t scary at all!” And I know now that is the magic of just taking a risk. Lets fearlessly be who we are… Lets be a tribe of brave little gypsies expressing everything that lives in our wild hearts!
© Shaheen Miro 7/4/2011
There is something calming about falling into the night, just letting go and allowing the hushed and gentle spirit of the Moon to speak to you. I find myself coming alive in the dark. I lay down to go to bed after a long, hard day and something in me is awakened by the subtle calm that permeates the air. I want to write, I want to sing, I want to tell my secrets to the angels.
I feel that I’ve crossed over into another world as the night comes on. Everything looks different, one thing transforms into another. We all become shape shifters in the dark. We unwind and let go; we shed the layers of the day. Like a weight has been lifted and we become light again. Its at night, in the dark that we can become the darkness unafraid.
There is nothing to fear in the dark because if you close your eyes everything becomes nothing and nothing is all the same. Its a powerful form of alchemy where you can experience what is unable to be seen in the light of day. Its not that everything in the night is taboo in the day, its just easier at night because there are no expectations. You have no guilt when you are falling into the darkness because thats whats expected; whether you are sleeping, dreaming or going wild.
I ask you to find what sets you free. In the still of the night find something that inspires you. My muse comes alive in the night. She takes my hand and ask me to dance with her. Thats when I write my deepest poems and draw out my most intimate dreams. The night time is powerful because its very intimate. The night time is like a silk velvet robe of the darkest ebony, slipping around your body gently touching you, keeping you safe. So let yourself unwind and just fall into it all, you become the darkness and let the darkness become you. Thats when I know you should whisper to your angels.
Be creative, be alive and most of all be free…
I love your gypsy souls….
© Shaheen Miro 5/19/2011