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| *My Painting- Girl in thought* | 
What
is time?
Eternity
has no such thing
Only
one
Only
now
We
are told we are of time
That
the clock is forever ticking
So
we age and we believe we are
We
tell ourselves this is true
and
so it is
Until
it's not
I
don't believe 
I was ever created to
be “on the clock”
So
I live
and
the older I get
The younger I become
The younger I become
Though younger doesn't mean I haven't learned...
Wisdom
is Eternal
Form
is not 
So
I continue transforming
In
this beautiful gift called time
For
time and time again I am amazed
To
experience the power 
That
has always been alive inside of me
Time
is nothing more than a grand illusion
Living
by time 
Means
the clock can run out
Living
in time as the eternal that we are
Stops
the clock
Freezes
time
and
we
still are
It's
hard to tell if time is still going
or
paused like a stop watch...
click
and stop to watch
Belief
is created by our perceptions 
Of
what we think we are seeing
We
are easily influenced
By
the universal slight of hand
Yet
when you know who you are
That
you are in everything and everyone 
That
there is no such thing as separation
Regardless
of how much our mind tells our eyes that there is
You
can never lose yourself 
For
all you need to do is look all around you
and
you will see that everything you thought about everyone else
Is
nothing more than the reflection 
Mirroring
back to you what is actually inside ...
of
you 
Your
mind is nothing more than the time machine 
 Created
within us … before time began 
and
your mind can transport you 
To
any place your imagination can carry you 
Faster
than the speed of thought
Into
what we call past, present and all that could be
Because
you're here and already there 
at
the very same time
I've
taken the time to return 
To
the places where I was destroyed
Vaporized,
Terminated
Only
to realize once again
That
I'm still here
My
heart is the keeper and healer of those times 
Though
I will tell you 
It
takes being out of your mind
To
see and think with your heart
This
is the gift we have been given 
Free
to use
Free
to create 
From
the inner life
That
worlds are created from
but
only activated by the willingness 
To
believe 
We
have not because we ask not
but
though we think we're always asking
Maybe,
just maybe we are so busy asking 
For
the things we think we want
That
we don't even realize
We've
been asking all the wrong questions
and
If
we haven't been asking questions at all
How
will we ever know 
Whether
we have gotten any of what we're asking for 
or
not?
Dreams
are constructed 
One
thought at a time 
and
While
they may come fully assembled
In
the realms that only we can see 
When
we look through our own eyes
Upon
the movie screen of our mind
We
think and our dream puzzle
Arrives
into our world one piece at a time
It
is up to us to figure out 
What
pieces we have
What
pieces we need
and
how to put it together
For
you are the blueprint to your own dream
and
that means you are also the key
To
bringing what you see into the world
Where
others can share in your magnificent vision
and
become inspired to never stop reaching for their own
For
our dreams were given to us 
By
the one who created us and gave us our life 
We
were His dream
Before
He shaped us in His image 
Made
us just like Him
and
then breathed His own life 
Into
all that we are
Our
gift back to the creator of all
and
the greatest gift we can give ourselves
Is
not just to live our dreams
but
to live them out as we share them
In
every step of this journey we make!
Authored
by: Elizabeth Walker
 
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