Like tears
on broken faces
You are real
Without the facades
With all the sorrow
And the pain
Without tomorrow
You are real
No layers to peel
No hidden agendas
Just pure
You are real
For Once
What I see is what I see
I know your intention
For it is Love
__Scotty Reed 2008.2.11
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Dust Me Off Tavish
Dust the thoughts that life is sane
Dust me off
Dust the reason that makes it plain
Dust me off
Dust the doubts of love remain
__Scotty Reed 2008.02.06
Dust the thoughts that life is sane
Dust me off
Dust the reason that makes it plain
Dust me off
Dust the doubts of love remain
__Scotty Reed 2008.02.06
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
In this moment
I couldn’t love you more
I couldn’t touch your face
Or feel your hair upon my fingers
Any more
In this moment
Your eyes run deep into my soul
The wind has calmed
The leaves have fallen
All I see is you
Or are you me
Has time stopped upon this water of age
Or lifted high our greatest love
In this moment
I long to hold your hand forever
Run the river of life’s longing
Taste the passion of only you
In This Moment
__Scotty Reed 2008.01.30
I couldn’t love you more
I couldn’t touch your face
Or feel your hair upon my fingers
Any more
In this moment
Your eyes run deep into my soul
The wind has calmed
The leaves have fallen
All I see is you
Or are you me
Has time stopped upon this water of age
Or lifted high our greatest love
In this moment
I long to hold your hand forever
Run the river of life’s longing
Taste the passion of only you
In This Moment
__Scotty Reed 2008.01.30
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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
My Catalyst of Change
There is a reason we have met
And connected
It’s true there are always reasons
But some reasons have greater purpose
A more powerful meaning
More than others at time
You recognize these… by how they make you feel
“Feel” being the key word here
Feelings are your gates to God
Your highest thought
Your truest meaning
Words are usually from man
But feelings are from God
There are many ways, which God speaks to you
In words
In music
In thoughts
But the one she speaks to you the most through is feeling
Feelings are the door to your soul
I am not sure my angel what this all means right now
But I do know this is a rare moment
So for now, I will hold you dear
Until my heart is paused
This time I am listening
I am not running anymore
Against my worldly reason
Because my love my feelings are out of this world
Out of my mind
You have become my highest thought; the one which contains Joy
My clearest words; those which contain truth
And my grandest feeling; that feeling which I call love.
There is a reason we have met
And connected
It’s true there are always reasons
But some reasons have greater purpose
A more powerful meaning
More than others at time
You recognize these… by how they make you feel
“Feel” being the key word here
Feelings are your gates to God
Your highest thought
Your truest meaning
Words are usually from man
But feelings are from God
There are many ways, which God speaks to you
In words
In music
In thoughts
But the one she speaks to you the most through is feeling
Feelings are the door to your soul
I am not sure my angel what this all means right now
But I do know this is a rare moment
So for now, I will hold you dear
Until my heart is paused
This time I am listening
I am not running anymore
Against my worldly reason
Because my love my feelings are out of this world
Out of my mind
You have become my highest thought; the one which contains Joy
My clearest words; those which contain truth
And my grandest feeling; that feeling which I call love.
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Monday, January 14, 2008
This time... it's not about me. I wish to be your mirror, your eyes to your soul and the beauty of it all.
__Scotty Reed 12.24.2007
__Scotty Reed 12.24.2007
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Tuesday, January 8, 2008
I believe all things have purpose.
Even what we sometimes refer to as tragic (especially these) carry with them a great gift (often times our greatest).
So give me tragic; give me pain! It's just going to make me write better and I know that love lays beyond it.
I've heard it said before that when we can get the courage to look those who have harmed us in the face and thank them for the lesson and the beautiful thoughts and writings they have given us (and mean it) then and only then are we able to move on. That's another word for forgiveness. Forgiveness is not for them... it's for us!
I wish to learn to bless my enemies, to become indifferent to any outcome. Outcomes dont matter; this moment right here, right now does.Yes time is moving on and we couldn't be so fortunate. So cry my angel cry and give the world your beautiful words and celebrate!
_Scotty Reed 1.7.2008
Even what we sometimes refer to as tragic (especially these) carry with them a great gift (often times our greatest).
So give me tragic; give me pain! It's just going to make me write better and I know that love lays beyond it.
I've heard it said before that when we can get the courage to look those who have harmed us in the face and thank them for the lesson and the beautiful thoughts and writings they have given us (and mean it) then and only then are we able to move on. That's another word for forgiveness. Forgiveness is not for them... it's for us!
I wish to learn to bless my enemies, to become indifferent to any outcome. Outcomes dont matter; this moment right here, right now does.Yes time is moving on and we couldn't be so fortunate. So cry my angel cry and give the world your beautiful words and celebrate!
_Scotty Reed 1.7.2008
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
God talks to everyone. The question is not "whom does god talk to but "who is listening"
__Neale D. Walsch Conversations With God Book I
__Neale D. Walsch Conversations With God Book I
Labels:
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Listening,
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I like to think of God as a direction rather than an object.
__Unknown
__Unknown
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Monday, November 5, 2007
Nothing ends, without a new beginning. Life becomes death as well as death becomes life, and by losing something we often find ourselves.
__Scotty Reed 3.14.2000
__Scotty Reed 3.14.2000
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Sunday, November 4, 2007
When you change the way you look at things… the things you look at change.
__Wayne Dyer
__Wayne Dyer
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You're not a Human Being having a spiritual experience you are a Spiritual Being having a Human Experience.
__Wayne Dyer
__Wayne Dyer
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Saturday, November 3, 2007
An old Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. It is a terrible fight, and it is between two wolves." "One is evil -- he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. " "The other is good -- he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. " "This same fight is going on inside you and inside every other person, too." The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
__Unknown
__Unknown
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If you are not part of the solution; you are part of the problem
__unknown
__unknown
Labels:
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You must be the change you want to see in the world.
__Mahatma Gandhi
__Mahatma Gandhi
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Friday, November 2, 2007
Who can estimate the elevating and refining influences and moral value of flowers with all their graceful forms, bewitching shades and combinations of colors and exquisitely varied perfumes? These silent influences are unconsciously felt even by those who do not appreciate them consciously and thus with better and still better fruits, nuts, grains, vegetables and flowers, will the earth be transformed, man's thought refined, and turned from the base destructive forces into nobler production. One which will lift him to high planes of action toward the happy day when the Creator of all this beautiful work is more acknowledged and loved, and where man shall offer his brother man, not bullets and bayonets, but richer grains, better fruit and fairer flowers from the bounty of this earth.
__Father George Schoener (1864 -1941),The Importance and Fundamental Principles of Plant Breeding
__Father George Schoener (1864 -1941),The Importance and Fundamental Principles of Plant Breeding
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War
Everything you can imagine is real. If there is something to steal, I steal it. Art is the elimination of the unnecessary. Painting is just another way of keeping a diary. I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them. I'd like to live like a poor man with lots of money. We always have a lot of reasons but only one real one. I alway do what I cannot do so I can learn how to do it. I begin with an idea and then it becomes something else. Painting is stronger than me, it makes me do its bidding. We all know that art is not the truth, art is a lie that makes us realize the truth. Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone. There are painters who transform the sun into a yellow spot and there are others who transform a yellow spot into the sun. God is really only another artist, he made the elephant, giraffe and cat. He has no real style but keeps trying new ideas.
__Pablo Picasso
__Pablo Picasso
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Dancing Leaves
The snow came early this year, burying the leaves beneath as if there was a different message to be given another time. I was partially sadden, for I felt I had missed my favorite season… and it continued for days after, covering the earth and it’s un-raked leaves.
Yet today the sun shown bright, and through the clouds the leaves rose to the sky… lifted by the wind, filling the blue air with heavenly beauty. Leaves everywhere… dancing with joy, the sun glistening on each of them. I had never seen anything like it and I wanted it to last forever.
Tears filled my eyes, music played and as I gazed at this magnificent beauty a voice whispered that I might die soon. I sat still, humbled and afraid, taking in what I thought could be my last breath of beauty.
And then suddenly… I was overwhelmingly filled with joy as I sat in amazement of the sky filled with dancing leaves, blue sky and bright light. For at this moment I realized that I was not to die, perhaps I had already had and too, as the leaves, arose to be reborn to dance in Gods beauty.
___Scotty Reed Emberton 11.20.2000
The snow came early this year, burying the leaves beneath as if there was a different message to be given another time. I was partially sadden, for I felt I had missed my favorite season… and it continued for days after, covering the earth and it’s un-raked leaves.
Yet today the sun shown bright, and through the clouds the leaves rose to the sky… lifted by the wind, filling the blue air with heavenly beauty. Leaves everywhere… dancing with joy, the sun glistening on each of them. I had never seen anything like it and I wanted it to last forever.
Tears filled my eyes, music played and as I gazed at this magnificent beauty a voice whispered that I might die soon. I sat still, humbled and afraid, taking in what I thought could be my last breath of beauty.
And then suddenly… I was overwhelmingly filled with joy as I sat in amazement of the sky filled with dancing leaves, blue sky and bright light. For at this moment I realized that I was not to die, perhaps I had already had and too, as the leaves, arose to be reborn to dance in Gods beauty.
___Scotty Reed Emberton 11.20.2000
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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