I need to stop thinking of myself as a misfit, unworthy of that valetine or enough for a prince on a white horse. I AM someone's happily ever after.. someone's fairy tale.
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The soul’s final rest is a tender nightfall after a long and weary journey.
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Some lights never die—they shimmer softly in the dusk of memory.
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Echoes of a silent heart linger long after the voice has faded.
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The darkest nights are softened by the memory of a steady, guiding light.
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In the stillness after sorrow, a gentle flame of love continues to burn.
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One special gift that is often overlooked is the spirit of perseverance. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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God teaches us all we need to move ourselves through this time and into our eternity.
Loving us, he guides us with all of his commandments.
Lifting prayers today and always.
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Love so powerful it lifts us to places in space, making all our dreams come true.
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I gave all I had and then was judged for having nothing left.
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The softest guidance can light the most brilliant paths of discovery.
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Democracy is just like Love, the two don't exist but we often talk about them.
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As many politicians have a Machiavellian mindset, media manipulation is often used as a strategy to divert the truth, making the victim appear to be a criminal, thus, you need to have a clear mindset to avoid bias.
A perfect governance will only be achieved when a politician has nationalism in his/her heart. Only then will the needs of the citizens be prioritized. There are many public servants, but only few served with nationalistic intentions.
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Life is uncertain; we are here one minute and gone the next. Forgive quickly, love deeply, live fully, and laugh often. Tomorrow is promised to no one.
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"When we are young, familiarity breeds contempt,
When we grow older, we often beat a path to it."
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"When we are young, familiarity breeds contempt. When we grow older, we often beat a path to it."
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"Poetry is that craft which springs from within a wordsmith's own heart, soul, and mind." Reason A. Poteet
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I write for myself first, what the world sees in the words are just gifts others choose to give back to me. If anyone believes I write to impress they have been given the wrong impression
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Love is as wonderful and warm as the day you were born, bringing love to all around.
May you spread joy and love around the world. Lifting love and prayer.
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We are lost without information, and the utility it provides. And when there's nothing left to process...just watch the rates of suicides.
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~ The shadows are colorless - give them soft edges ~ quote by Anne-Lise Andresen
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“Exact material gifts cannot replace Love. Only Love can replace Love.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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“The creative process is more often than not euphoric. When euphoria becomes overwhelming resistance kicks in bringing doubt and self-doubt. To end the cycle of euphoria and doubts which hinder the creative process, we need to develop equanimity towards both, making creative processes unending, instead of a stop-start process.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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“We often believe that what happened in our past molds outcomes in the present. This is a fallacy. In timeless awareness, it is the present that changes the past. New perceptions make your history mutable. Change your perceptions of the past, and you will see that past, present & future exist within parallel Universes that are in constant flux.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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“It is wise not to Trust those who have deceived us, even once. Deception & Betrayal of Trust is often pre-arranged by Souls so that they may totally disengage from each other. This disengagement will propel one forward.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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When after the freezing time of gloom vibrant colors sprout,
I get gems of cheer from the spring scenery
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In trying times the touch of compassion uplifts
the sunk spirit from the depth of depression
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The sun wakes up even when the sky isn’t clear—soft, quiet, tired, but always present.
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Broken hearts are worse than broken bones often. Love is a gamble...and the heart our greatest fortune to lose.
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We all possess an inherent amount of faith, we trust we are who we say we are and that things are, after a fashion, the way we expect them to be. An expectation that forms the baseline which allows us to interface and function within the bounds of what we, as individuals, consider the norms of rational existence. That is until circumstance erodes the illusion which forms the bulwark between what is rational and irrational. Chaos then needs little justification or provocation.
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