Through a window

A mosaic of things i notice when i peep out of the window of my soul..

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Signs

They are all over. Somehow i missed them every time. Or maybe i just refused to believe them. Refused to trust them perhaps. Or maybe i just didn't want to know what they were telling me. but the signs tell a story.. And it is mostly trustworthy. Maybe nature designs them using the strokes that our vibes give it. Its like the who world, the universe, the environment everything is a canvas as well as the colors, nature uses a brush and the strokes are the power/energy which create the picture. The vibrations which we give out, knowingly and unknowingly are the ones which create this picture.. And nature tells it to us, it shows us the picture, it allows us to change the strokes.. Its upto us to review the picture and change the strokes.. I don't say colors, because even black can create beautiful pictures, more beautiful than colored ones, if its stroked the right way.. :) Read the signs, hey are all there. For me its about time i start wanting to read them and trust them, cause even if they might tell me something i don't want, they are leading me to something i need.. :)

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