Petra Poje - Keeper Of The Eye Quotes

May I be a pillar
on which upon you stand,
a leaning post for young ones,
my lover and my friend.
May I be a beam of light that you bestow upon
your hopes, your dreams, your wisdom,
so we may carry on.

May I be a beacon,
a tree with roots so strong,
treetop spreading high and wide,
a trunk so wide and long.
May I be your music
a flute for you to play
whatever you desire
with each forthcoming day.

May I lose myself to find you,
support all those who need
my love, my core, my laughter,
permeate my every deed.

Seeking to find our worth
in other people's eyes
is a game lost before it's even started.
People can only see us
through their own lens
and their opinion of us
is a reflection of themselves.
Noticing painful dynamics
is a path to finding
the wounded inner child
who needed love,
confirmation and approval,
but was so often misunderstood and unseen.
We all have the medicine - to reclaim our wounded inner child
and set our worth for ourselves.
Our environment will always react
to our own beliefs
and is a mirror
to how we,
so often subconsciously,
perceive ourselves.
The ones closest to us
are the most expressive mirrors of our wounds.

Manifestation of life we desire
can easily be compared to sowing seeds.
A seed sprouts depending on whether it has been thrown
into a fertile ground or sand,
and the same goes for our soul's desire.

For the seeds to sprout and grow,
they need a healthy, fertile land, without unnecessary ballast,
which on the level of the mind are the outlived patterns, fears
and limitations we have taken upon ourselves as our own.

Just like the farmer ploughs his field and enriches the soil,
it is up to us to maintain the best possible conditions
for the sprouting and development of our being.

Let us remove the rocks and sand from our field,
maintain the fertile soil,
devote the time to caring for our spirit and mind,
and our field of life will prosper in abundance.

Looking through the veil, cosmos is a beautiful thought, patterns repeating fractally into micro and macro cosmos, other lives resonating in ours and sometimes they feel like simbolic presentation of our subconscious reality in this existence.

It is very often to find a "past"* life experience fractally mirroring in this life. When you're really one with the heart of the cosmos, it's all beautiful colorful patterns repeating, variating themselves through eternity.

Any kind of trauma is embedded deeply into the soul's experience, and it's a pattern that will keep on repeating until it is brought into consciousness and transformed through conscious will to change it. * There is no time, only variations of reality