Twin Flame Life Lessons Through Connection

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Through the darkness and into the light…

She walks steadily arm in arm with twin
Forgiveness present, but can not forget
Though this is what binds them together so tight

Hes a mirror of her own internal thoughts
Catching her like the quick sea tide
Making her breathless when he is so cold
She fears too much soul searching… and work

But like a true Phoenix rising
She grasps the opportunity with both hands
And pulls down hard on the dark unforgiving past energies of rejection and fear
Determined to eradicate them from her entire consciousness

This is the only way out from this eternal torture
To fight her inner demons is to tackle his
Deep down at the core root of the issues
For he is the yang as a result of her ying

Welcome in the light. Time to take control.

Show willing to spirit;
By loving…

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Homeless: The man without a face

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Good morning all, welcome to the social sofa, its too early for wine 😂, so grab yourself a brew and settle in. Today’s post is one about a social issue that is becoming more and more obvious as we walk around the streets of Britain…homelessness.

The man without a face

Sat against the wall

Sleeping bag draped over his legs

“Can you spare any change love?”

Is the man with no face

“Have a good day Miss…”

As the lady walks by, quickening her pace

Hiding in the doorway

Huddled in his coat, sheltering from the rain

“Can you spare any change sir?

Is the man with no face

“Have a good day Sir…”

As the man walks by not even glancing his way

Can you imagine what it must be like,

To be that man sat on the floor?

Whilst the business men and women

Walk on by….

Not…

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I am….

Repeat after me:

“I am talented enough”

“I am successful enough”

“I am…. (fill in blank here)”

Never feel like you are not enough.

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Day 15: Eighty One Days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, XV

He who knew the way of the old

Was delicately subtle, mysteriously knowing,

Too deep to be understood.

Because he could not be understood

He can only be vaguely described:

Tentative, as if crossing a rushing river,

Alert, as if afraid of his neighbours,

Stiff, like a guest,

Fluid, like thawing ice,

Dense, like the un-carved block,

Empty, like the valley,

Turbid, like muddy water.

Who can be turbid, yet gradually clear?

Who can be still, yet gradually stir into life?

One who holds fast to the Way

Does not desire completeness.

Because they do not desire completeness

They can be worn, and not renewed.

-Lao Tzu

Day 14: Eighty One days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, XIV

“What cannot be seen is called indistinguishable.

What cannot be heard is called indistinct.

What cannot be touched is called indefinite.

The three can’t be comprehended

So they’re confused and considered as one.

It’s surface is not bright.

It’s depths are not obscured.

Dimly seen it can’t be named

So returns to the insubstantial.

This us the shapeless shape,

The form without substance.

Thus is called blurred and shadowy.

Approach it you can’t see it’s face.

Follow it you can’t see it’s back.

Hold fast yo the ancient Way

In order yo control the present.

Knowing the source of the ancient,

Is the thread that runs through the way.”

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Day 13: Eighty One days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, XIII

Favour and loss of it both disturb us.

Rank and body are both a problem.

What’s meant by ‘Favour and loss of it both disturb us’?

Favour disturbs the subject when it’s given

As much as it does when it’s given away.

That’s what’s meant by ‘Favour and loss of it both disturb us’.

What’s meant by ‘rank and body are a problem’?

I’ve problems because I have a body.

When I’ve no body where’s my problem?

Who values the body even more than the empire,

Can be trusted with the empire.

Who loves the body even more than the empire,

Can be a custodian of the empire.”

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Day 12: Eighty One days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, XII

The five colours blind us.

The five notes deafen us.

The five tastes deaden us.

Pursuing and catching

Disturb the mind.

Wanting scarce things

Delays our progress.

So the wise are:

For the stomach

And not the eye.

Taking the one, they leave the other. ”

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Day 11: Eighty One days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, XI

“Thirty spokes

Round one hub

Employ the nothing inside

And you can use a cart.

Knead the clay to make a lot.

Employ the nothing inside

And you can use a pot.

Cut out doors and windows.

Employ the nothing inside

And you can use a room.

What is achieved is something,

By employing nothing it can be used.”

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Homeless: The man without a face

Good morning all, welcome to the social sofa, its too early for wine 😂, so grab yourself a brew and settle in. Today’s post is one about a social issue that is becoming more and more obvious as we walk around the streets of Britain…homelessness.

The man without a face

Sat against the wall

Sleeping bag draped over his legs

“Can you spare any change love?”

Is the man with no face

“Have a good day Miss…”

As the lady walks by, quickening her pace

Hiding in the doorway

Huddled in his coat, sheltering from the rain

“Can you spare any change sir?

Is the man with no face

“Have a good day Sir…”

As the man walks by not even glancing his way

Can you imagine what it must be like,

To be that man sat on the floor?

Whilst the business men and women

Walk on by….

Not even noticing that you are alive,

No eye contact, no conversation.

‘Just a beggar on the street’.

‘A worthless piece of society’.

“But I have a story too” says the man with no face

“I was married young, as soon as I was out of care…

My mum passed when I was just a young kid,

My dad was never around.

I did nt have anyone else.

My wife was the only person I had

And she is gone now, too….

I don’t drink, or take drugs.

I have the odd cigarette though

I lost my job and with 6 months I lost my home.

It’s so lonely here in the midst of night,

When the city goes quiet,

With an eerie silence.

But, I’m my loneliest through the daytime,

When people walk past and no eye contact is made.

To them I am nothing, just as I have nothing,

Materials are status in this modern world.

No “hello”, not even ”have a good day”.

To them I am just a man without a face.” -Not Freud’s Couch

It breaks my heart to see the same faces sat in the cold, on my walk up to uni. Even if you don’t have any money or good to give, a ‘hello, nice to meet you’ means so much more. They are human…imagine life walking around with little interaction from others. A feeling of being invisible to all around, no one to care about you.

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Disclaimer: the photographs featured are stock photographs, not ones taken by myself.

Day 10: Eighty one Days of Tao Te Ching

Book I, X

“Carrying your spiritual body on your head

Can you embrace the One and not let go?

Concentrating the breath

Can you become supple as a child?

Can you polish the mysterious mirror

And leave no mark?

Can you love the people and rule the state

Without indulging action?

When the gates of heaven open and close,

Can you keep to the female role?

When your mind penetrates the four directions

Are you able to know nothing?

It gives them life and nurtures.

It gives them life without possession.

It benefits them but asks no thanks.

It holds but imposes no authority.

Such is the mysterious virtue.”

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