Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Mo Anam Cara.
My soul friend.
My twin.

In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul love; “Anam Cara” may sound like some new French perfume, but it actually refers to the Celtic spiritual belief of souls connecting and bonding .

In Celtic Spiritual tradition, it is believed that the soul radiates all about the physical body what some refer to as an aura. When you connect with another person and become completely open and trusting with that individual, your two souls begin to flow together.

Should such a deep bond be formed, it is said you have found your “Anam Cara” or soul friend.

Your “Anam Cara” always accepts you as you truly are, holding you in beauty and light. In order to appreciate this relationship, you must first recognize your own inner light and beauty. This is not always easy to do. The Celts believed that forming an “Anam Cara” friendship would help you to awaken your awareness of your own nature and experience the joys of others.

The “Anam Cara” was originally someone to whom you confessed, revealing the hidden intimacies of your life. With the “Anam Cara”, you could share your innermost self, your mind and your heart. This friendship was an act of recognition and belonging. When you had an “Anam Cara”, your friendship cut across all convention, morality and category. You were joined in an ancient and eternal way with the “friend of your soul”. The Celtic understanding did not set limitations of space or time on the soul. There is no cage for the soul. The soul is a divine light that flows into you and into your Other.

This art of belonging awakened and fostered a deep and special companionship. When you love, you open your life to an Other. All your barriers are down. Your protective distances collapse. This person is given absolute permission to come into the deepest temple of your spirit. Your presence and life can become their ground. It takes great courage to let someone so close. Where a friendship recognizes itself as a gift, it will remain open to its own ground of blessing. When you are blessed with an “Anam Cara”, the Irish believe, you have arrived at that most sacred place: home. This bond between friends is indissoluble: “This, I say, is what is broken by no chances, what no interval of time or space can sever or destroy, and what even death itself cannot part”.


- philoism
I always seem to be, the enemy of your heart
No matter what I say, I seem to tear you apart
Forever on the wrong side, of this infinite fence
If spoke from heart, would you still take offence?
So angry at me, you don’t see this hurts me too
Even in lies, to hide the agony, you see what’s true

Jump over, to find myself on the same side again
Can’t seem to figure this out, and stop all the pain
My tears are forever falling, but hidden in the rain
Storm that rages above me, is your fury and distain
What I seem to feel, it’s not enough for us to gain

I can never reach you, when my words are foreign
Slammed your door shut, and always find mine open
But your arms only open, when my heart is so broken
Can I ever find solace, when nothing can go unspoken?
Do I have to be at deaths door, before I am forgiven?

So wrapped up in what you feel, you don’t see me inside
Nothing left for me to say, no one left to which I confide
Alone and battered, as I hold all my feelings to the side
Trapped and lost in a world, I don’t understand but reside
As if there’s time in my life, I wont back down all the times I tried

You don’t understand and you’re always, so angry at me
Illusion that we could ever work, I just want to be free
I sit in silence and try to comprehend, what is my reality
But never a peaceful thought, is conjured from your fury
I can never leave, but I cant take anymore of this battery

I sometimes welcome death, but it’s just easier to cry
So much hate of me, would you be happy if I was to die
You don’t see what this is doing to me, don’t wish to defy
But you never see anything in me, how I wish I could fly
To leave this time and place, to another moment to ask why?

- Vision Ghost
It was never about the money
Or about the flashy cars
Or even the looks honey
It was never about the fancy bars

You never did believe in you
That all I ever wanted was to love you
You never did believe in me
Wont you just open your eyes and see

- philoism
If I find her
If I just follow
Would she hold me and never let me go
Would she let me borrow her old winter coat
I dont know
I dont know

If I see her standing there alone
At the train station three stops from her home
I have half a mind to say
What Im thinking anyway
I dont know
I dont know

There's an airplane in the sky
With a banner right behind
Loneliness is just a crime
Look each other in the eye
And say "Hello"

And say "Hello"
Whoa, oh
Oh, whoa, oh

He can only hold her for so long
The lights are on, but no one's home
She's so vacant
Her soul is taken
He thinks, "What's she running from?"

Now, how can he have her heart
When it got stole?
So he tries to pacify her
'Cause what's inside her never dies

Even if she's content in his warmth
She is plagued with urgency
Searching kisses
The man she misses
The man that he longs to be

Now, how can he have her heart
When it got stole?
So he tries to pacify her
'Cause what's inside her never dies

So he tries to pacify her
'Cause what's inside her - it never dies

So he tries to pacify her
But what's inside her never dies

- Amy Winehouse
Taking advice from someone who hasnt lived a day with you, is like taking prescriptions from a mental asylum patient.

- philoism

Monday, July 30, 2012

Once upon a rose, an Angel was born. She was the most beautiful angel ever created. With hair as soft as the feathers of a dove, her laughter like the whispers of the trees, a smile that would captivate her one true love but a heart that contained only half of a soul.

Soon after, upon a yellow sunflower meadow, a little Fairy was born. She was made with the bubbliest laugh, cheeks that flushed like a cherry blossom, dark hair that glistened in the sun, a smile that her one true love will recognize but a heart that contained only half of a soul.

Many suns and moons passed, Angel and Fairy grew in their own worlds. On some sunny days, Angel would look up into the pale blue sky to send her love. She has never met her but she knows that somewhere out there, her love is listening. Fairy would put her palm upon her beating heart and look upon the same pale blue skies wishing that she would one day be whole again.

The universe smiled upon them and fate brought them together. Angel looked upon Fairy and knew that this is the love that she has been waiting for. Fairy closed her eyes and saw that it was clear that Angel is the one that she has been dreaming of. In the pale moonlight, the Angel took Fairy in her arms. Their souls seeped into each others heart. It became whole. From then on, no matter what happened, Angel and Fairy could never be separated. Even when fate played a cruel trick by building a brick wall between them, the sky was the same blue sky which they both looked upon wishing for the day they would be together. The night would carry their half souls to the place they both became one. The moon became a messenger to their love for each other.

Soon,the sands of time sprinkled its last grains for Fairy. As Fairy draws her last breath, she looks up upon the blue sky for the last time. The face of her beloved Angel becomes clear as she reaches out to touch her. Angel sweeps Fairy up into her arms. Angel is bright, warm and glowing. Fairy looks into her lovers eyes and a tear rolls down her cheeks as Angel puts Fairy's palm upon her chest "I will never leave you behind. I will never stop loving you. I promise. Today we will be together in the blue skies. You and I"

- philoism

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Do you know what my problem is?
My problem is I love you
I love you with all my heart
I love your smile
I love your shining eyes
I love the touch of your hand
I love your arms around me
I love laying beside you
I love walking with you
I love everything about you
I miss you
That is my problem

- philoism

Friday, July 27, 2012

When you love someone, you will have the answers to all your questions.
When you love someone, you will know.

- philoism
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
Or tell you that
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again

And if you live by the rules it's over
Then I'm sure that, that makes sense

But I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet, which I'm sure we will
All that was there will be there still
I'll let it pass and hold my tongue
And you will think that I've moved on

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

- Dido
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

- R. Rogers

Thursday, July 26, 2012

There can never be anyone else. It has always been you. From the beginning of time. I chose you. And you chose me. Look closer. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Listen to the beat of my heart within your chest. You will find the answer. Its you. Its you. Just you. Only for you.

- philoism
The rose speaks of her love silently. Her language only known to the heart of the beholder. She spills her words generously. Only to her one true love. There is no need for grief and doubt. Her lover hears her whispers in the wind. Beyond the endless sands of time, their souls are one. Never letting go.

- philoism
In dreams and love there are no impossibilities

- Janos Arnay


I love you like never before.
So much love that my heart cannot contain it.
Sparkles of love escape from my eyes.
Vomit love.

- philoism


For the one who holds my heart.

- philoism

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

The night. It brings hope. Of another day. Another wish.

- philoism
Have you seen my love? Is she far away?
Have you seen the one for me? Her face lights up my day
I won't let anyone steal a kiss or call me theirs
Instead I'll wait for her voice to call out and carry these daydreams away


Have you seen my love? Is she far away?
Have you seen the one for me? I won't let her get away
Please tell her that I'm waiting for her, praying for her, night and day
For now I'll be a lonely girl longing for her sweet embrace

Please tell her that I'm waiting for her, praying for her, night and day
For now I'll be a lonely girl just long for her sweet embrace

- Rosie Thomas


Love Always Finds A Way. Somehow.


for you.

- philoism

I told you so. Everything will be alright. Trust in Him.

-philoism

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

I love you. Always. Forever.

The most amazing feeling I ever felt in my life is how much I love her, and not how much she loves me.

Monday, July 23, 2012

White butterflies flutter with ease
Their tiny wings cradle the breeze
They remind me of something beautiful
My eternal love for you.

-philoism
The world is coming down on me
And I can't find a reason to be loved
I never wanna leave you
But I can't make you bleed if I'm alone

You put your arms around me
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let a love get so close
You put your arms around me and I'm home

I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth
And I've never opened up
I've never truly loved

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let a love get so close
You put your arms around me and I'm home

- Christina Perri

Friday, July 20, 2012

Time cease to exist when you are on my mind.
You are on my mind all the time.
Timelessness.

- philoism
You are my timeless belonging to where,
I don’t know.
Perhaps a land away from all oceans and storms of human kind,
Where nothing else exist,
Except the love, we are.

My love,
I forbid my lips to call your name,
Just my soundless tears
From the longing in my heart,
I am still here.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

www.freemalaysiatoday.com/category/nation/2012/07/18/discriminating-gays-can-protect-marriages/
Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. Thats what it's like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt that you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me love like that has happened only once, and thats why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

- The Notebook
Do you know that place between being asleep and awake, where you still remember your dreams? Thats where I'll always love, that's where I'll always wait for you.

- Tinkerbell

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Are you a Lightworker?

Lightworkers don’t feel like they “fit in” with the majority of the people in the world. Lightworkers feel that that they were different from others, and misunderstood by most people (sadly, often members of their own family).

Lightworkers believe they are here for a divine “purpose,” even if they haven’t found out what it is yet, and this nags at Lightworkers and generates a chronic feeling of inner urgency and restlessness.

Lightworkers’ childhood was difficult, painful, and/or lonely.

Lightworkers are very compassionate, and they are always going out of their way to help others. A lightworker’s very nature is that of a helper – often to the point where Lightworkers have trouble saying “no” to requests from people.

Lightworkers are empathic – meaning that Lightworkers can literally FEEL other people’s emotional states, particularly if they are in pain.

Lightworkers relationships are unbalanced – Lightworkers tend to attract “wounded” people who need saving and healing, and Lightworkers give, give, give. (Many Lightworkers get a little better at setting boundaries in relationships as they get older, simply because they eventually get tired of being taken advantage of over and over again.)

Lightworkers crave love and acceptance, yet have had a hard time finding it, and they feel discouraged from many years of relationships that just don’t work out.

Although Lightworkers often feel lonely, they would often rather spend time alone than hang out with people who don’t understand their true self. Lightworkers sometimes find themselves “faking it” in social settings in order to fit in better and not be seen as “the weird one” in the room.

Lightworkers value peace and harmony. Lightworkers are not competitive and often don’t stick up for themselves. Lightworkers dislike arguing and fighting (it might even make them feel ill). However, Lightworkers can become very angry when they see any person or any living thing being treated cruelly or unfairly. (They even cry when they see trees being cut down.) In particular, violent treatment of children or animals makes them crazy.

Lightworkers’ careers involve helping people in some way, shape, or form: medicine/healing, counseling, social work, teaching, helping animals, helping nature and the environment – anything that contributes to the well-being of humanity and the planet. (If you are in any kind of helping profession, you are a Lightworker whether you remember your true soul origins or not.)

Lightworkers’ careers are also in the spiritual arena: Lightworkers do psychic readings, read Astrology charts, practice Feng Shui, or Reiki. Lightworkers are ministers, yoga teachers, doing shamanic work, and so forth.

Lightworkers’ careers are in creative fields such as art, music, writing, acting, designing jewelry – anything that makes use of inspired creativity and imagination. Lightworkers may be naturally gifted in one or more areas of the creative arts.

Even if you are not involved in the above three career categories, you gravitate towards them as a hobby, or you volunteer for causes you believe in, and so forth.

Lightworkers are not as materialistic as the general population. Lightworkers don’t care about status symbols, and fancy expensive stuff – as long as they have enough money to live decently, they are satisfied.

Lightworkers are very sensitive and cry easily.

Lightworkers are not religious in the traditional sense (even if you were raised in a very religious household), yet they are deeply spiritual.

Lightworkers are interested in New Age topics in general, and in particular, feel drawn to any of the following: Science-fiction; ETs and UFOs; ancient civilizations such as Atlantis, Lemuria, ancient Egypt, etc

Lightworkers read books and/or attend lectures on New Age topics or personal-growth topics.

Lightworkers tend to have dreams that are very vivid and interesting.

Lightworkers, as young children, may have seen angels, faeries, the spirits of departed family members, or other beings of the spirit realm. (And some of them still have this ability as adults).

Lightworkers may have had other so-called “supernatural” experiences throughout their lives (received information psychically, seen UFOs, etc.). Lightworkers are not freaked out by supernatural events as many people are – in fact, they seem normal and natural to Lightworkers.

Lightworkers are not terrified of death like most people, because Lightworkers have a spiritual outlook on this subject, and you know that spirit lives on even after the body dies.

Lightworkers tend to really love music, art, nature and animals.

Lightworkers are drawn to natural foods, and may be vegetarian or vegan.

Lightworkers can be sensitive to loud sounds, strong smells and crowds.

Lightworkers suffer from (or are in recovery from) addictions such as alcohol and overeating. (Even if you do not fit the true definition of “addict,” you still may have a tendency to abuse certain substances. This is an attempt to cope with or numb the psychological pain and depression you may feel at times.)

Lightworkers may have suffered from depression. (If you have sought psychological counseling, you may have been misdiagnosed or simply not found any real relief.)

Lightworkers, in general, have found it difficult to live in this world. This planet is hard for Lightworkers to take, because there is so much violence, mindlessness, destruction, disregard for nature and all of earth’s creatures, and so forth. Also, the rampant selfishness, deceitfulness, aggressiveness and greed in the population is disgusting to Lightworkers.

All their lives, Lightworkers have yearned to go Home (even if you don’t consciously remember where Home is), and they may even have thought about suicide when the pain feels overwhelming, or simply wished to die.

Some Lightworkers feel they don’t belong in this world. However, Lightworkers do know that they came to this planet to help, and as much as the weariness and sometimes loneliness of life gets here, Lightworkers are still here and still helping!

A shrinking of your social life. Many of your old friendships have ended for one reason or another, and you find yourself spending more and more time alone. If you are married to (or are in a relationship) with a person who is not spiritual and not a Lightworker, you may find yourself wanting to end that relationship at this time.

A desire to relocate, perhaps to a place you’ve never even been to or ever thought about before.

Feeling that you’ve lost interest in your old career, and an inner sense that there is something else you are “meant” to do, but it hasn’t revealed itself to you yet.

Feelings of being completely fed up, tired of your old life, and wanting massive CHANGE.

Sensing that something big is about to happen, and feeling like you are just waiting, waiting, waiting.
Whisper the chords of your heart into mine.

- philoism
I'm not insane. You just don't understand my heart.

- philoism
In your arms, my world is a colour TV.

- philoism
You and I are like two halves of a peach.
Our hearts, the peach pit.

- philoism.
Dont judge someone's choices without first knowing their reason.

- Robert Tew
I used to believe in forever, but forever’s too good to be true.

–Pooh

Monday, July 16, 2012

Life's not the breath you take
Breathing in and out
To get you through the day
Aint what it's all about
You just might miss the point
Trying to win the race
Life's not the breath you take
But the moments that take your breath away.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

You ask me if there'll come a time
When I grow tired of you
Never my love
Never my love


You wonder if this heart of mine
Will lose its desire for you
Never my love
Never my love


What makes you think love will end
When you know that my whole life depends
On you


Never my love
Never my love


You say you fear I'll change my mind
And I won't require you
Never my love
Never my love


How can you think love will end
When I've asked you to spend your whole life
With me
Baby life was good to me
But you just made it better
I love the way you stand by me
Throught any kind of weather
I dont wanna run away
Just wanna make your day
When you fell the world is on your shoulders
Dont wanna make it worse
Just wanna make us work
Baby tell me i will do whatever
It feels like nobody ever knew me until you knew me
Feels like nobody ever loved me until you loved me
Feels like nobody ever touched me until you touched me
Baby nobody, nobody,until you
Baby it just took one hit of you now I'm addicted
You never know what's missing
Till you get everything you need,yeah
I don't wanna run away
Just wanna make your day
When you feel the world is on your shoulders
Don't wanna make it worse
Just wanna make us work
Baby tell me,I'll do whatever
It feels like nobody ever knew me until you knew me
Feels like nobody ever loved me until you loved me
Feels like nobody ever touched me until you touched me
Baby,nobody,nobody until you
See it was enough to know
If I ever let you go
I would be no one
Cos I never thought I'd feel
All the things you made me feel
Wasn't looking for someone until you
Nobody, nobody, until you

- Shayne Ward

Monday, July 9, 2012

Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
'Cause I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words

Now that I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
'Cause I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words

- Extreme

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

She laughs.
I wish I could see her beautiful smile.
I wish I could hear her wonderful voice.

- philoism
While she was hurting me
You were there to comfort me
While she was ignoring me
You were there to listen
While she was too busy for me
You were occupying my entire mind
While she was admiring others
You were the one admiring me
While she wasn't thinking of me
You were the one who had me on your mind
While she was sleeping
You were meeting me in my dreams
While she was in her own world
You were in mine.

- philoism

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

the night we first met
you made my heart skip a thousand beats
the second you looked at me
you made my face glow with warmth
the moment your lips kissed mine
you made my knees tremble
the minute you took my hand
you made my love yours

- philoism

Monday, July 2, 2012

The one who truly loves me will find me
She will look at me as if its the first time she has laid eyes on me
We will not remember the past
All the hurt, all the pain, all the bitterness, all that has been said and done
Will be forgiven, forgotten
She will take my hand and ask me to be hers forever
From that day forth we will begin a new chapter of our life
Together.
For now I will remain
Lost.


- philoism
வழியே என் உயிர் வழியே
நீ உலவுகிறாய் என் விழி வழியே
சகியே என் இளம் சகியே
உன் நினைவுகளால் எனை துரத்துறியே.
மதியே என் முழுமதியே - பெண்
பகல் இரவாய் எனை படுத்துறியே
நதியே இளம் நதியே - உன்
அலைகளினால் எனை உரசுறியே.

யாரோ மனதிலே
ஏனோ கனவிலே
நீயா உயிரிலே
தீயா தெரியலே
காற்று வந்து மூங்கில் என்னை
பாடச் சொல்கின்றதோ
மூங்க்கிலுக்குள் வார்த்தை இல்லை
ஊமை ஆகின்றதோ

வழியே என் உயிர் வழியே
நீ உலவுகிறாய் என் விழி வழியே
சகியே என் இளம் சகியே
உன் நினைவுகளால் எனை துரத்துறியே.
மதியே முழுமதியே - பெண்
பகல் இரவாய் எனை படுத்துறியே
நதியே இளம் நதியே - உன்
அலைகளினால் எனை உரசுறியே.

மனம் மனம் எங்கிலும் ஏதோ
கனம் கனம் ஆனதே
தினம் தினம் ஞாபகம் வந்து
ரணம் ரணம் தந்ததே
அலைகளின் ஓசையில் கிளிஞ்சலாய் வாழ்கின்றேன்.
நீயோ முழுமையாய்
நானோ வெறுமையாய்
நாமோ இனி சேர்வோமா?

வழியே என் உயிர் வழியே
நீ உலவுகிறாய் என் விழி வழியே
சகியே என் இளம் சகியே
உன் நினைவுகளால் எனை துரத்துறியே.
மதியே முழுமதியே - பெண்
பகல் இரவாய் எனை படுத்துறியே
நதியே இளம் நதியே - உன்
அலைகளினால் எனை உரசுறியே.

மிக மிக கூர்மையாய் என்னை ரசித்ததுன் கண்கள் தான்
மிருதுவாய் பேசியே என்னுள் வசித்ததுன் வார்தை தான்
கண்களை காணவே இமைகளும் மறுப்பதா?
வெந்நீர் வெண்ணிலா
கண்ணீர் கண்ணிலா
நானோ வெறும் காணலா?
Whenever life gets me down,
I think of you.

- philoism

Sunday, July 1, 2012

A vow must be fulfilled.
Be it isnt a vow anymore.

- philoism
She found me.
She took my heart.
If I was in love then,
She wouldnt have a heart to steal.
Oh but she did.
She keeps it in her chest.
How do I ask for it back?
When it belongs to her.

- philoism