Paulo Coelho
The warrior of the light is waking from his sleep.
He thinks: “I don’t know how to deal with this light, it makes me grow.”
Nonetheless, the light does not disappear.
The warrior thinks: “changes will have to be made that I don’t have the will to make.”
The light continues there – because “will” is a very tricky word.
So the warrior’s eyes and heart begin to grow used to the light.
He does not get scared; he begins to accept his Legend, even though it means running risks.
The warrior has been sleeping for a long time. It is only natural that he wakes up little by little.
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Let it grow, let it grow,
let it blossom, let it flow!
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thank you for speaking to my spirit yet again…it gives me hope to know that my doubts along the journey are a progression to be worked through..
It’s an art.
This reminds me very much of my own path… at first I didn’t even have a spiritual direction. But as the light came in a little bit, it created an opening… and it is an opening which has continued to grow and grow whether I fight it or join it.
I am reminded of why you say “will” is such a tricky word. Most of the time, we think we need “will” to overcome things… to do… to persevere. I am learning that “will” can be something different. It can be an allowing… for example allowing God’s will to flow through us. In this way, will is not about doing – it is about being.
Very tricky… and perhaps one day I will embody this understanding with all of my being. For now, I am grateful for embodying it with even a little bit of opening in my life.
The Living Flame Of Love – Saint John of the Cross
http://www.poetseers.org/spiritual_and_devotional_poets/christian/the_works_of_st__john_of_the_cross/the_living_flame_of_love
“How gently and lovingly
you wake in my heart,
where in secret you dwell alone;
and in your sweet breathing,
filled with good and glory,
how tenderly you swell my heart with love”.
Good Morning!
When my feet had landed steadily
You stepped in
At the right moment
No coincidences right?
I know you understand
Cause only a crazy enough mind can
But, I have to thank him for your existence
Or thank you,
When the World and even my most intimate walked out
You stepped in,
You were my tiny glimpse of light
In the dark
But, that is love
It can appear to be diminutive
Yet, so infinite
It is the way it is and will always be.
Nothing is stronger than love,
So, all we have to do is let it REIGN!!
Your friend,
Kenia Morales
P.S. This is the first time I reply on your blog and won’t post for a while. However, whenever I do you will know it’s me.
like a cat,wise animal.is streching her body well ,dont start to walk all of a sudden
http://butterflywebsite.com/ShowNatureVideos.cfm?action=show&videoid=182
Our symbol, the Butterflies! The cirlce of life.
The story reminds me of Plato’s cave. We are ‘here’ in chains, perceiving the shadows as real. Once we see … the light we start awakening.. It takes a lot a courage to … wake up.
LOVE,
Thelma
I’ve been sleeping for so, so long but I’m really afraid of waking up and take the risk. It’s so easy to feel safe with so little.
The sun rises slowly – first there is twilight. So you will grow used to the light little by little and looking forward to a bright day.
This is phenomenal! I’ve been struggling with the concept – not my will, but thy will be done. Trying to accept the truth of my life and not what I perceived that truth to be all these years.
I needed this encouragement today. It lets me know that its a process, step by step…little by little. THANK YOU SO MUCH! I don’t feel as anxious anymore about ‘waking up’.
This reminds me of the Seed exercise.
YES, waking up because the light is always there.
And until my heart was ready, I didn’t know that the light was love. His love.
And inexplicably, without even seeing him for so long,
NOW I KNOW.
Let it grow, let it grow,
let it blossom, let it flow!
Dear Paulo,
Just wanting to say hello
and to let you know
that sometimes I have flaws
that just won’t flow
Often it’s go go go
ready for Mission Apollo
Looking for my halo
and playing dominoes
It’s all so musico
I am entering the point Zero
Please let me know
How do I get back into the flow?