Love and Light


When the sun came out from the horizon, I could feel the warmth on my skin. It was a sight to behold for I had forgotten the beauty of the bay. It reminded me of my childhood spent down at the beach with my family. The times that made me smile, the times that were forgotten from all the memories of the last few years. I was caught up in a cycle of destruction trying to relive what had happened. The maliciousness and lies brought forward with the utmost interest of hurting the ones I love. Why are so many people brought to justice in uncertain terms and others are not?

 

There happens to be karma in this world and for all the harsh realities that take place, the bolthole will be unleashed. I believe that karma is a fact. Karma can make you a stronger person. It can show the softer side of you when you know what your actions entail. I came from a stable home, a loving home. The words that ricochet off me are pure love. Love is joyous, love is harmony, love can take you to a place that resonates with peace. Many people show compassion, show the world the realities of letting go. Letting peace be cemented into their lives, showing strength in numbers. I love that now. I love how I can let live, let the maliciousness be taken to another level of humanity.

 

This is what I call forgiveness. Forgiveness is hard, it is a step of holding onto a piece of you that you can’t let go. It holds onto you; it wraps its arms around you wanting a reaction. A reaction so fierce it is detrimental to your health. In no uncertain terms does that make it healthy for you. A life of resentment holds no barriers, it unleashes like a warrior possessed. Why do that to yourself? Why harbour resentment when you can live a life of worth, of substance and of benefitting others. Words are cheap, words hold no sentiment unless they are true to you. True to the person standing in front of you, for that is forgiveness. Forgiveness holds a truth for all, it holds a life of joy, of positivity and of being aware of your own mistakes.

 

Take that from me, I have learnt to live a life of washing the wounds off my chest, picking up the pieces and saying enough is enough. I stand proud, I stand lovingly aware that my words are for all to hear. Sun fills a room when the lights are out. It shows that darkness can be the beholder of the person that makes it that way. Makes it a way that shows their real fury, their destructiveness and their true self. A self of being in the lower sphere, that light will shine brightly one day. Until then, letting them protrude in their own destructiveness is a harsh reality that will unfold in its own time.



Jacqui Ray/ Sibella Publications/ Luminous Wisdom

 

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