Eao.iam

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

I love you my dear child... I love you so much...

I'm sorry for what you've gone through, but you'll always be safe, protected and loved with me. I've learned to listen and understand you more and more. I've learned from the traumas you suffered and doing my best not to let my kids experience the same.

I'll always love you, for the rest of my life ♥️

♥️

It's a sad day for me, although it still looks brand new and beautiful (to me), my motorbike was written off after the small accident I had recently and this is my last photo with him (Phoenix).

I'm grateful for the beautiful times and experiences we had with him, for the places it took me, for the people I've met with him, for making me smile all the time and keeping my soul free when I'm with him.

The memories together will be cherished forever.

Thank you Phoenix 🙏♥️

Long awaited reunion 🙌🔥

Free souls 🏍️❤️‍🔥

Spartans! What's your profession?

Awuuu! Awuuu! 😄

Spartan Race 10K + 25 obstacles completed 🔥 Barefoot 🦶

I'm grateful for this journey we call life.

I'm grateful for all the experiences that made me who I am.

I'm grateful for every challenge I've gone through, every person I've ever met.

I'm grateful for all the beautiful experiences I'm yet to have.

The real power and responsibility of someone is in the shaping of his world in the way he dreams, despite everything that the world and his mind tells him.

It's by being aware of the part of himself that always wants drama, avoids change, and feels sorry for himself.

Not by avoiding but observing it, being aware that there's no need for the drama, it's always a self inflicted thing, it's a choice, consciously or unconsciously.

Dare to dream. Dare to live. Dare to be free.

Imagine that there's a temple in your heart, a palace in which God resides.

Think of every negative thought, emotion, doubt, fear and complaint like garbage you threw inside of the palace, while the King is still inside.

Is that how you show your respect to Him? Would you rather live in a place filled with garbage, or in a beautiful palace like the King you are?

Make your choice.

Take the responsibility of every thought and every emotion you think and feel. Stop throwing garbage into the palace.

Live like a King.

Be the King.