Follow the Warmth – Fred LaMotte
When you were a
very young child
you used not esoteric practice,
no spiritual technique.
You just honored people
who made your chest expand
with silent warmth.
You stayed away from those
who chilled and shrank
your heart.
How does the orchid open
in the wilderness?
It bends toward light,
away from cold.
Follow the sacred scripture
of your body.
Walk through the forest
at midnight holding
the candle of your breath.
You don’t need to see far.
Just step into the next
lit pool of silence.
Ways will open,
ways will open surely.
Now is the time to depart
from the kingdom of fear
and travel towards the golden
palace of your [True] Self.
Fred LaMotte
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Speechless. The poem instills that silent warmth in itself 🌹♥️
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Oh thank you so much Ellias for your beautiful comment! 🙂 ❤
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Gorgeous and marvelous. Yes as children and young teenagers we were so different and carefree, never bothered about anything but as we took on so much responsibility our life totally changed and took on so much meaning.
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That is so true dear Kamal, how carefree we were growing up, before all the programming of responsibilities, worries, work, and sociopolitical rules imposed on us, which drowned our spontaneity… That’s why we need to return to be like kids again, and laugh and play more often, and just “be” in the moment! ❤
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Yes Amira we all need to return back to our childlike state of happiness and joy. Be in the moment. ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
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I fully agree with you dear friend! ❤ ❤ ❤
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♥️♥️♥️♥️🙏🙏🙏🙏👌👌👌👌
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Such a beautiful, reflective poem, Amira! ❤
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Thank you so much Anita! I am so glad you enjoyed it! 🙂 ❤
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Loved this!
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So glad to hear you enjoyed it! ❤
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