It is my belief that messages from the universe speak to me and remind me of something that is inside of me. When I first see them, I often don't even know what is really being advertised. Instead, the message conjure emotions or thoughts relating to something that is going on within me; in my heart, in my mind, in my soul. I see them on billboards, in magazines, store windows, church plaques...everywhere.
I secretly call them soul whispers.
The messages are all around us
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The Universe speaks in unique ways.
As I walked on the street where I lived I passed this sign.
SOUL scrawled on part of the scaffolding.
It made me stop, pull out my phone, and smile for the next few blocks.
I like to think that my art is inspired by nature - created with soul.
I believe that Soul is a necessary ingredient in doing what you love.
I believe that Soul is that little part of you, inside,
that dances when you are happy.
Do you know what makes you, your Soul, dance?
I believe that it is your Soul that is behind the whispers that speak to you.
Do you listen to them? Soul rarely screams so you'll need to listen close.
I believe that your Soul knows the truth.
I believe in Soul mates.
I believe that your Soul is wise and often ignored.
I believe that if we all actually listened to our Soul
the world would be a better place.
I know the following...
My Soul longs to create
from the moment I wake in the morning
until I am physically too tired to sit up.
It is what makes me the most content.
What does your Soul long for?
Have you listened closely to the whispers of your Soul?
My soul loves art . . . enjoying other people's as well as creating my own. Good food . . . especially sweets, and music . . . all and every type of music, depending on my mood that day.
ReplyDeleteOur souls need to be feed to be healthy . . . so lets put on some good music and go make ART :)
Have a lovely week.
Your blogging sister, Connie :)
Nice! Isn't it interesting what we see when our eyes are truly open.....
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Kay