Every soul is in a different stage of evolution.
The evolutionary gap between you and your loved ones can be thousands or millions of years in soul development.
Trying to help other humans awaken and realize deeper things can be the same as trying to teach a baby how to read books.
You simply can't make others understand more than they are ready to receive.
What you can do is focus on your spiritual growth and raise your vibration.
And don’t forget, still plant the seeds.
Let your energy do the work and impact the world.
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Life Thoughts 3 by Myke Y.U.N.G.
I’m still worrying about the future, but I don’t let the past
Haunt my mind like a ghost staying rent free in the middle
Of my brain, but admit it still makes its random visits from
Time to time like a neighbor in a sitcom. Regrets gets put
To the side instead of getting the spotlight and while my
Life full of adventure is still in postcard fantasy phase, my
Words have been in full flight creating hilarious tales of
Halloween costume parties, exploring the sunrise and sunset
Of friendship, taking a brief vacay at Looseleaf Island, bringing
My personal encouragements to the outer reaches of public
Space, took multiple drives to recruit hopeful dreamers, visiting
My memory museum, my happy place, a world of crayon animals,
A world of goblins that was divided and then united by tomatoes,
A world of blazing sun inventors and tranquil moon dancers, a sky
Of memories, a gelatin paradise, an extended stay at Book Island,
And some carefree days at Music City. My words have continued
To put a smile through crazy humor about costume competitions
Against childhood heroes and giving flowers to the people who
Influences me in the form of deep and meaningful verses. My words
Have provided an escape for me by giving myself a mental break from
Reality and reliving the sensation music makes me feel like I’m in my
Zone and my words have helped lifted up depression by helping people
Regain confidence in themselves, resonated with a friend completing
Their own personal journey as well as helping them move forward
Powerfully and peacefully, and they have sparked a fire of inspiration
Within, but also spread flames to my comrades. I have written when doubt
Comes, but I need to pick up the pen more often than my thoughts in the aftermath
Of my conflicts with stress and the companions I seek have been discovered with
Them being more reliable than any team you can form in a MMO after years of grinding
With our friendship staying strong through network crashes and maintenance with us giving
Each other resolve boosts when someone in the group falls through an unexpected trapdoor
Made to put them in a cycle of buffering. I still have some steps to climb until I get to the level
Where work and joy are in the same room. I need my words to reach wider audiences like a
World tour and be strong to the point people can lean on it for support. I still need someone
Who will love me with my crazy quirks attached with us being a power couple no pro
Hero can match, I need to collaborate with more poets, artists, and anybody else that
Makes an interesting combination when we put our talents together, and while I’m on
The journey to accomplishing this, I must not break away from the values and beliefs that
Defines me, but these goals are not wishes made on a star but what motivates me when my
Passion is set on low temperature when I just finished going through a trial or it feels like doubt
Is starting to turn the tide. I’m no longer in the early phase of my own story and feel like I’m
Close to reaching a breakthrough I’ve been hustling for, but I still hope when it ends, my words
Make an impact to inspire others to live out and tell their stories fully, but now I want to also
Hope it shows others how powerful their talents can be if they believe in it and it will grow if
They put hard work into it.
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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your daily walks wrapped
you soaked up 10,985 minutes of sunshine, rain, and other weather
you walked past 4,073 individuals you would describe as the most beautiful person in the world
you bore witness to 23% more of your local area than last year—good job!
you saw 3 of the weirdest dogs you will ever see in your life
you noticed 18 people visibly, tenderly in love with each other
you smelled 243 flowering plants & shrubs
you drank 267 delicious beverages
you were kissed invisibly and imperceptibly by 117 bumble bees and butterflies
you were witness to 87,441,289 gorgeous leaves
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