Cunning

We are cons when we live in denial masking our tracts in a cloak of deceit Swimming like sharks in a sea of discord Entrails keep floating  in our wake of destruction A vortex forms, we are trapped within Spare the words, didn’t we see that coming   © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016

A Constant Ally

People and things can take up occupancy in our lives.  They are not constant, they abide for a while.  The only person who will be there with us and for us at all times, is the one who peers back at us while we look in the mirror.  We must get acquainted with that person, […]

Flower Talk

If flowers could talk, they would say, you can plant me around roses or amidst daisies or bushes, they won’t take my uniqueness away from me.  We are all beautiful in spite of our diversity.   © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016

Beginning and Ending

  For everything in life there is a beginning and an end.  We get excited about the beginning and like children lose ourselves in the thrill of the moment and do not contemplate, that however regretful it might be, there is an ending to every beginning.  Life is a continuous circle, you can’t have one […]

Promise of a new life

The rainbow brings with it the promise of a new life.  Each morning let us celebrate our resurrection to a new day, a new opportunity for creating our best life. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016

Two Fold

When making requests to the Universe be cognizant that it is two fold, you ask, you have to give.  There is a price to be paid.  Everything you ask for demands something in return from you.  Meditate on all your wants and only invite situations and things into your life that you have the means […]

Perception

What you see is only an imagery portrayed with the desire to enchant you into the lions lair.   Trust your intuition, and only take guidance from the place of your inner truth.  Things are not always as they appear.  It is the content and not the wrapping that matters.   © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016

Fear Count

Can counting your fears give you peace of mind if you go over it with a fine teeth comb Would all you dread fall through its teeth like dust Or would you ruminate like your digestion does Cast your net like a fisherman Catch your fears and throw them out   © Norma Bobb-Semple 2016

We Breathe The Same Air

Originally posted on The Lonely Author:
We Breathe The Same Air Why are people focused on our petty differences culture color and beliefs make each of us unique when will people learn mankind is one big family we are all one in the same we all love our children we wake to the same sun…