27 results for 'heart'
The rituals of love confines to vows Falling on to the days we consigned Time fills with time so as the hearts Starvation raises the siren The fallen hopes script the obituary I retain the solemn pledges to relive To rise from the ashes to standby Starvation raises the siren Tonight I am broken so will cry The night in its fold holds me The comfort of the dark haunts me Starvation raises the siren The stormy dreams took her away I beg the storm to calm down I woke up and yell “Where you are” Starvation raises the siren By-Uttam Singh Gill(more)
Deliberately with lucidity of purpose
Opening my eyes and essence to you
I feel you as a warm breeze caressing my spirit
Do not let fear inhibit your heart
I bring you prayers of your unconscious
Thoughts, desires, longings....
I have always been the justification
To all you have sought
The retreat you run to in the darkness
The safeguard to your soul
I am the light and motivation
Of God's breath in you
I am your journey now and always
May you live your truth....
I AM LOVE....(more)
Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness.
However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously. A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest.
A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally... (more)
Within this serenity Listening to the echosOf many choices and voicesSpeaking to my essence ***The rhythm of life drummingLoudly singing it's refrainPainting a masterpieceBreathed into existence***Bathed in purity of heartA holy chalice of graceShining it's magnificent Abundance of harmony***Floating to a quiet nestJust me and the moonAnd the blue sky of hopeListening to the voice of truth***In this place I hear God whisperReminding me to breatheTo fold on firmlyKnowing everything will be okay*** Copyright © 2012 Barbara MacDonald
...the campers and counsellors.
The smells in the grocery store, together with the music, acted as a portal to bring me back to my camp experience as well as my travels in the Middle East. It was one of the first major destinations I visited and I recall telling people afterward that ‘my heart is in the Middle East’. The markets, the people, the local dress, the ancient buildings and the food were ingrained in me. My routine when I visited Jerusalem, was to wander down to the Damascus Gate every morning, go to the cart selling ‘Bagele’ (sesame seed-encrusted light... (more)
Be calm my heart
Do not hasten so
Be steadfast slowly
Embracing this new place ...
What are you searching for?
What is the hunger in your veins?
Why are you afraid ?
All you need is inside you...
All you are is engrained
Through your sweat and tears
You lack nothing to be
All you are destined to be...
No one can run from time
Clasp it in your arms
Gladden my heart
You have never been weak...
The pulse of my life
Echos serenely in my mind
Asking if my dreams can come... (more)
The home I live in
Resides inside my soul
It is not visible to the eyes
To know it, feel it
Open your own heart to see within...
This home does not
Worship diamonds or pearls
There is no longing
For things and paraphernalia
It lives in simplicity...
The walls are painted in empathy
The floors are blessed with understanding
The kitchen feeds the soul's knowledge
Put down your burdens
Rest in the sublime freedom of love...
Sharing my home
I laugh, I cry, I sing, I dance
...love as she nursed and cared for Jesus. He was completely dependent on this girl to meet all of His needs. Actually He willingly placed His life in the hands of a thirteen to fifteen-year old kid. Perhaps Jesus's trust was based on the powerful love that God has placed in every mother's heart for her baby.
I am reminded of a quote.
"The loveliest masterpiece of the heart of God is the heart of a mother."- St Therese of Liseux
This Christmas, look at every mother with new eyes and let her remind you of the nativity scene and the One who entrusted His life to the... (more)
Words so tender They melt in my heart No matter what happens It is never torn apart Taking on a life of it's own Beyond and above anything We have ever known... So now we are here What shall we do Surrender to it Or walk away blue You do my leave Neither do I Somehow it's written Into the sky Looking with stars in our eyes At times making us both cry Why is this real Shall we both heal Remembering a purpose Of unknown appeal "I think I'll just worry about this tomorrow..." "Refusing to live in any sorrow..." Copyright © 2012 Barbara MacDonald(more)
...that within themselves. I do have trusted friends that I will ask for advice from. But please , respect me enough to let me ask, rather than be told...
Something we all need to realize is to stop gathering information from outside ourselves and instead look within our own hearts and soul to find what is "right" for us. People very often are afraid of what's on the inside, but that really is the only place you will find what you need to know.
Why is it that people are afraid you may ask. Great question, and surely the answers are verily unique... (more)