Spiritual
Musings
Spiritual musings are thoughtful reflections that explore the nature of the soul, existence, and the deeper meaning of life. They often arise from introspection, life experiences, or moments of connection with something greater than oneself. These musings can encompass a wide range of topics, such as:
Inner Growth: Insights about personal transformation, self-discovery, and finding peace within.
Connection: Thoughts on the interconnectedness of all living beings, the universe, or the divine.
Mystery and Wonder: Reflections on the unknown, the beauty of existence, and the awe-inspiring aspects of life.
Guidance and Wisdom: Ponderings that offer clarity, comfort, or direction in life’s challenges.
They are often expressed through poetry, short writings, or meditative thoughts and aim to resonate with others by speaking to universal truths or shared experiences. Ultimately, spiritual musings serve as a way to nurture the mind and soul, offering both inspiration and a sense of calm.
1st
MAR
2025
The Road not taken
by Robert frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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1st
APR
2025
BIRD OF HEAVEN
BY SYDNEY CARTER
Catch the Bird of Heaven. Lock Him in a cage of gold; Look again tomorrow, And He will be gone.
Ah! the bird of heaven! Follow where the bird has gone; Ah! the bird of heaven! Keep travelling on.
Lock Him in religion. Gold and frankincense and myrrh. Carry to His prison, But He will be gone
Temple made of marble, Beak and feather made of gold, All the bells are ringing, But the bird has gone.
Bell and book and candle, Cannot hold him any more, For the bird is flying. As he did before
Ah! the bird of heaven! Follow where the bird has gone; If you want to find him, Keep travelling on.
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