Controlling Our Thoughts
28 Jun
We will be at our highest
moral culture when we
understand that we must
control our thoughts.
If you allow your mind
to ramble without purpose,
explore areas of darkness,
dwell in resentment or fear,
your mind becomes a cesspool
for you and others.
It is not a New Age
concept that we manifest
our realities. Observe the
lives of people who practice
no control of their thinking.
They are slaves to TV, marketing
ploys, political corruption,
cultural demands with which
they may not agree, etc.
Where we put our focus becomes
our reality–a magnet of
self-fulling prophesy.
Just the opposite can occur.
With well conceived thoughts,
we remain in balance, focused,
firm…both individually and
as all of humanity. Consider
what could be accomplished if
seven billion people focused
their thinking on the same goals.
Looking Bad
17 Jun“Rancor is an outpouring of a feeling of inferiority.”
~Jose Ortega y Gasset
Looking Bad
For those who choose to walk the path
That Warriors walk down
Be warned that those on the sidelines
Will meet you with a frown
For those who choose to stand apart
And of themselves ask more
Most others will not be inspired
And they will not adore
The Warrior is not cheered on
By the majority
Trying harder for the lazy
Ain’t their cup of tea
They’re made to feel inferior
Because they care too much
About what others are doing
Because they’re out of touch
With their own strength, potential and
Abilities ’cause they
Choose the easy shortcut to
Have the most care-free day
And those who walk into the fire
Out of their comfort zone
Make the rest “look bad” and so
They do cajole and groan
They discourage those who try harder
So they won’t seem slow
They feel stunted around all those
Who strive to learn and grow
“You’re making us look bad!” they think
But never pay them mind
A Warrior does see the truth
But for the rest; they’re blind
And deaf and nothing you can do
Will get the message home
Don’t waste your time explaining, just
Keep on that path and roam
They’ll do their best to slow you since
Your progress makes them see
Their lack of movement towards being
All that they can be
The Warrior cares little if
They make others feel less
“Lead, follow or get out of
My way,” they do profess
“Do not slow my journey or
I’ll run right over you
And that will truly make you have
A negative self-view”
~Miro
Law of Attraction
10 Jun“We don’t attract what we want, we attract what we are.” ~unknown
Law of Attraction
Attraction’s law is quite simple
To understand, my friends
It states that what comes to one is
Exactly what one sends
A grumble and a groan on Monday
Morning? Wait and see
What that kind of mindset attracts
It brings grimness to thee
A sigh and sorrow when challenge
Appears to block your path?
That attitude will not bring strength
Instead, just hardship’s wrath
To say “I cannot do it” is
To simply speak what’s true
Those with no faith in themselves
Are right, they seldom do
But those who are more careful with
The message they put out
Those who do not cry, lament
Complain, bemoan and pout
Attract exactly what they send
If they proclaim, “I’m strong!”
Then strength will come to them no matter
If the day is long
Those who beat their chest and say
“This challenge I will beat!”
Attract the fortitude to never
Feel sting of defeat
Those who say, “I will survive!
I’ll thrive! I will endure!”
Attract vitality, longevity
Clout and allure
Blame no one but yourself for all
That you attract each day
If negativity is everywhere
It’s ‘cause you say
Negativity when you
Could make another choice
So what today will you attract
With your magnetic voice?
~Miro
The Tale of the Bloodless Stone
8 Jun“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.” ~Mahatma Gandhi
The Tale of the Bloodless Stone
There once was a pair of cold stones
That butted each other all day
Sparks always flew
As they both turned the screw
And had nothing too pleasant to say
One day both stones chose to depart
Their last words were not very nice
Many years passed
And neither stone asked
For peace because of the high price
But something strange started to happen
To one of the stones over years
Instead of departing
When trouble was starting
This stone stood its ground and faced fears
And slowly but surely this stone
Through the magic of courage and grace
Transformed to a man
And in his veins began
Pumping warm blood to his face
And to his arms, legs and whole body
It trickled with the slightest nick
“That’s a hell of a thing!”
They heard this man sing
As he cleaned it away with a lick
Where once he was cold and rock solid
So rigid and uncaring too
Now he was warm
Different from the norm
An amazing change he had gone through
He wondered if his old stone friend
Had maybe gone through the same change
But when they did meet
Old friend was concrete
And it thought that the man was quite strange
The man tried to show how with little
Effort he could make blood trickle
When he beckoned the stone
He received just a groan
The stone, you see, was very fickle
It was still quite rigid and cold
Because warm blood did not flow through
Its veins deep inside
Within was just pride
And soon he knew this to be true:
Just because you do transform
Into something more than a rock
That doesn’t mean all
Have heard the same call
And have figured out how to unlock
The way to get blood from a stone
Through patience, forgiveness and love
Some stones are content
To just sit there and vent
To complain, feel abused and just shove
~Miro
