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I love this blog, it is an opportunity to express my heart. And I so much appreciate you taking time from your daily life to receive what my heart writes, what my heart sings, what my heart feels, and what my heart wishes to share. It seems we all are going through such similar lessons, so may we all be each other's rock and strength in our transformation in this life. Bless you and love you! Naomi

Saturday, July 12, 2025

Little bird and his big meal


Little bird and his big meal


I was driving just now

An ordinary drive on an ordinary day


But as I witnessed "this", I found it nothing but extraordinary 


A very little bird, so little, that he was probably smaller than the size of my palm


He was brown with little dark brown and white lines, and he was really cute


There was a scrap of food in the middle of the street, perhaps it was a piece of bread


There were a number of cars driving at the time, some going north, while others heading south 


Inspite of the cars, this little tiny bird managed to take the risk, a big risk


As if  it was a calculated move, he waited until there was no car on that lane, and quickly he grabbed what looked like a big piece of bread (for a very little bird)


He grabbed the big piece of bread with his little itty beak and hastily flew up into the air to avoid the incoming car


He flew until he found a shady area on the grass, beside a big tree


I saw all this within the span of seconds


But these seconds became so memorable and I just had to write about it


What seemed so ordinary was nothing but extraordinary


He took a risk, for his Survival


He took a risk, in the midst of skyscraper monsters, that for us are just  c a r s


He took a risk, not knowing if he would make it on the other side


But he did make it, and his serene accomplished look within his little kind little existence, as he peacefully sat beside his big feast, like a King with a Crown


The best kind of King is he who is kind


The best kind of Queen, is she who understands struggle 


The best kind of King is he who is too humble to ever need to call himself King


The best kind of Queen is she who perseveres


A kind soul reminded me yesterday that to persevere, even during the most trialing times, is a wisdom worth sharing, but most importantly, overcoming

She reminded me that we can

That we have the ability to go beyond all things, even the scary ones

We all go thru our own trials and tribulations.

So many that sometimes it's too many to count. 

And the trials sometimes multiply within the complexities of mind.

The hardships are many and the heart is  o n e


The heart sees it all and it can breathe this body  l o v e


This body within deserves love


It deserves the respect for our heart to be present with it


To offer it solace


To offer it grace


To sit with it during times of turmoil, especially turmoil


And to smile with it, when playing in the sun


The sun rises again 


And the little bird, content after his special little meal is fulfilled with the sun, and within its rays


The rays the sun


We receive its love


The sunflowers face the sun


And we welcome another day


We bring forth an opportunity to share love within and throughout


While we carry another breath


That little bird surely opened my heart


And instilled in me the power to move mountains

He moved mountains today

And just like my friend said

So can we

Thursday, May 8, 2025

Acceptance

 In a time where red becomes pink

And brass becomes rusty

The worn and the shedding of life 

Thru time

And thru the aches that delve deep within existence


Oh why, do we have to bear the thickening of darkness

Oh why, when one moment things are well another moment bears its contrast

Oh why, does the delicate form of nature often  allow streams to plummet into a gush of despair 

And then other times, out of nowhere, the fragrant scent of flowers high up in the trees.. and while sometimes though we cannot even see the flowers, we know they are there as the scented lush is everywhere

A person can share from such depths within their heart and another moment this protective mold takes over and the bond deteriorates


There is no consistencies within the grasping we plague ourselves with

But long behold, just when things feel really low, a good heart comes along

And reminds us of the good, that life is not just bad

In this world there is good and there is bad

In this world there is kindness and there is the everything that is not (kindness)

But most importantly,  can we be kind, even, and especially, to the parts within, that struggles most

Can we be gentle with the rage of disappointment inside

Can we tune in to the sorrow that dwells so deep within that we often create narrow tunnels and barbed wires to keep it shut

Can we place our hearts to the temporary that has become our personality and identity

Our inner child that seeks love and reassurance- Can we be that parent we sought in another

Can we accept the parts of ourselves that we are not proud of

Can we hold love to the every aspects within

And not just be a human but be a human being

A being of light

Beings of light

Co creators within God space

Oneness of truth

May nothing ever be more important than our origin and masterpiece

As nothing can ever destroy our light


Within this temporary place

We find our forever space

Our beingness within our human being

And the word namaste takes on a new meaning

THE LIGHT IN ME SEES THE LIGHT IN YOU.

THE LIGHT IN YOU SEES THE LIGHT IN ME.

And in this new moment we are within connection or not

In this new moment we are here or we are not

Our mind is there or is it here

A new moment calls for acceptance

And when we are ready, and we start within, the flower blooms, a like to the beams of the sun, so expansive, it fills the whole world with her glory

Bloom flowers

May you continue to bloom


Thursday, July 11, 2024

Freedom

 Freedom is right Here. Within it all. Not by spiritually bypassing all the bad to get to the good... but by navigating thru it all and going beyond it all. Moment by moment.  Learning more and more to be my best friend Ever. To bring a space of presence and compassion to every wound, hurt, sorrow, despair, anger.. within. Lost and found. Sinner and saint. Within and throughout. And the God space.. or essence.. of light or oneness or whatever the name but still the same truth that radiates. A butterfly flies when its light enough to. No longer held by the weighted chains. .. one moment at a time.


Friday, July 8, 2022

The screams from the soul

The pain buried while we're hurried 

With life somehow


It all seems okay until we can no longer hurry life enough

Because the pain is greater than anything else


Satisfaction is no longer satisfaction 

Distractions no longer give the necessary distraction  to take away the hole from the heart's greatest wounds


The heart

Is there deep within.



Before it was nice to help the world

It softened the heart many times

But getting really sick and getting really stuck within grief and pain definitely is a true confirmation of who the truest friends are and who the truest friends aren't 



So the cries

Continue

Mostly alone 



The bed seems to have glue

I can't seem to get off of it

But I can

But I can't

But I have to

Even if I must

But there is no urgency yet

But there should be


Deep down I hope there would be 



Maybe soon 



The willingness has to be stronger

Than the feeling of stuck 



Why

Why

Why is it so hard these days 



Please dear God 



I know I got this

I can do this


I can I can I can I can

(While I nod no) 


Maybe will believe it soon




Sunday, June 26, 2022

(Trying to) Make peace with this world

 (Trying to) Make peace with this world


There is cruelty as there is kindness
This world has both of them
And it's not shy of showing it, sometimes

This world can be unpredictable and can also be prejudiced
This world can be insensitive and can also be mean

And then a kind heart arrives and reminds us back it is not all bad
Sometimes there is good, not just bad

But how can a person be a sinner and a saint
How can we ourselves give in to temptations that may not feel kind, whether in how we treat ourselves or others.
Sometimes not kind is a word too nice.. to describe the things we may do, or the things others do.

Many wish to create a certain image.. a certain reputation.. and they may be willing to lie.. deceive.. and hurt.. in order to  keep that image 'pure'

But what is pure and what is authentic.
Do we seek a mental image or do we seek authenticity?

Many live in hurt from all the hurt that has hurt their wounds
They perceive this world as unsafe, as untrustworthy

And maybe after years and lifetimes we come to a genuine understanding

That this cycle is a cycle.

And eventually every fire eventually burns out

No reasoning or logic can heal a tortured heart

Perhaps rather, our feelings and trauma eventually come back to a heart beyond human

Love is beyond human

The love in which all love is available to love carries within a definition that may feel more infinite versus finite.

Humanity feels cursed, yet perhaps
We're meant to understand humanity and its violence and its failures as well as its virtues and strengths.

Can we ever make peace with it?
Can we ever realize people will hate and people will love
There are consequences to hating, and many jails exist
So many jails exist
So many victims exist

We react
We react
I win you lose
I lose you win
But we
Isn't there an integration?
Aren't we from the same tree?
No, no way, we think of some and their evil ways..

There are so many layers
So many layers
So many personalitiesZ
So many illnesses
So many situations that are unforgivable

Bitter heart
Cries
And screams

Eventually the fire burns out outside
Eventually we're ready to extinguish the fire inside too


Time is time
Readiness is readiness

True justice is finding our freedom
And not getting completely taken by this humanity that at times is often calculated and flawed.

Empty awareness
Angelic flight
The density lessens
The butterfly is light enough to fly again now
It's been too long
It's been too long. 



Tuesday, June 21, 2022

When I forgive

When I forgive the other I forgive myself. 

When I forgive myself I forgive the other. 

Friday, May 13, 2022

My wish

To go beyond habit.. addiction.. mental agony.. and beliefs that are self sabotaging, IS courage. May we wear our truth well, knowing we deserve that which is beyond these limited traits that try to take over our soul. May we not let it!! May we know our worth, even if we have to at whatever age, and grow those seeds of truth from scratch. May we unlearn every lie and may we learn again to fly. That is my wish for us all!!!!