Warren-opi's blog

Hello out there. It's been a long time since I've blogged so here I go.

We had some very dark cloudy and rainy weather here where I live (Tampa, FL). As is said, so outside as within. Or something like that (lol). We are all beings of light which carry energies inside of us. Sometimes these energies get distorted or clouded. Notice what transpires when this things get cloudy though.

This is me and my personal rant. Feel free to take what you can relate to and ignore the rest. Any comments are welcome.

Just when I feel like things are going good where I'm growing with God and friends, I find my self falling clear off the cliff. And when I say I fell hard, I really meant hard!

Hey everyone! This is new personal philosophy of mine. Enjoy!

Everyone here knows that we should all trust God. Well, I want to take that to another level. I want live out on the edge of life. This is
a place where the line between physical realty and the spiritual realm exists. As they say, we have to take risks in order to grow.

Several months ago I caught a Discovery Channel special about ants. And yes, I mean those tiny little creatures that live in what we call "ant-piles," or "ant-farms," or "colonies."

A Message to my Twin Flame - wherever she is...

As they say - all that is real is Love.
I want to love you. Like nobody loves you.
I want to talk with you the night through, finishing each others' sentences.
I'll stare deeply into your eyes as you stare back.
We'll give each other a pet name.
I'll reach for you in the middle of the night.
You feel back as we go on an imaginary flight.

The biggest challenge we, as humans, will ever face is with ourselves. It knows our strengths and our fears. It knows our gifts and our temptations. It knows our weaknesses and our desires. It knows who we are better than we do. This is the part of me that I have to keep in check 24/7. It is there when I wake up before the sun rises. It is there as I go through my day.

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital.

It! was sent by a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM.

SLOW DANCE

Have you ever watched kids

On a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?

We are all full of weakness and errors; let us mutually pardon each other our follies --Voltaire

This is a place of peace and sanctuary on the World Wide Web. A place where you are accepted as you are, for who you are.

Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;

I do not know about you and yours for me, I have always been afraid of change in the past, and even alittle now sometimes.

When I get all comfortable and set in my ways and am safe there and along comes the change it can make me feel down right uncomfortable.

To even go as far as thinking that it has no place or right to move me, when I am feeling safe and am liking this spot alot.