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Siraj 

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Personal Visions + Coaching by Siraj

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Hi there!

Maybe you are like me or this horse. He and I are “dreaming about what makes us happy”. And we are going to get to our dreams…trust us … we will.

And maybe, just maybe you want a coach. Someone who loves to listen to your dreams as much as you do and can enable you to get to your dreams.

Email me siraj (at) siraju dot com

I may not be able to make you a rainbow unicorn yet. But trust me… we will get to your dreams!

Here’s to your dreams and those of all our children!

(PS. Yes, this is another masterpiece by my daughter Amaani. This is part of her dream!)

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Welcome Soulmate

 

 

 

WELCOME:

to the lakes

Welcome,
to the skies
Welcome,
to the mountains
Welcome,
to the sun
Welcome,
to the world
Welcome,
to the world of worlds
and
Welcome,
to all of you.

Welcome,
to extreme lucidity
Welcome,
to unparalleled insight
Welcome,
to tremendous love
and
all of her sisters:
hope,
joy,
and
faith.

Welcome,
to sacred spaces
Welcome,
to bountiful realities
Welcome,
to ravishing gardens
Welcome,
to palpable truths
Welcome,
to limitless goodness.

Welcome,
to blissmaking dance
Welcome,
to brilliant light
Welcome,
to extreme thought
Welcome,
to full-spectrum sensation.

Welcome,
to playing children
Welcome,
to quiet awareness
Welcome,
to magnificent worlds
Welcome,
to divine sublime.

Welcome,
to overflowing hearts
Welcome,
to wholehearted smiles
Welcome,
to Harlan’s halo

and

Welcome,
to Michele’s certainty
Welcome,
to potent experiences
Welcome,
to higher soaring
Welcome,
to AppStore Miracles.

Welcome,
to what is now
in my being -
both
within
and
without

and

finally

WELCOME!

to my vision
which now lives in
the eyes of
God’s sacred eagles.

* ‘Welcome’ – Inspired by the sighting of three sacred eagles by Michele McCarthy, Harlan Wood and Jim McCarthy and the subsequent “proclamations of vision and welcome” of the AppStore for Your Head by Jim to The Core Protocols Booted Community on June 28, 2012!

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Unemployed Soulmate

Unemployed Soulmate

Every day
I wake up to
Find my self
Inside a
Food stamp.

Role models,
Sooth sayers,
Fish mongers,
Straw men,
Thunder deliverers,
Anvil makers,
Mountain mappers,

And

Several other
Strange professionals
Present themselves
Before me today.

I hurry up
and get dressed
for an
interview
with an
invisible savior.

I quickly learn
That
My elevator pitch
Resonates
only
With the birds.

The rows and
columns
On this form
Do not have
Space for
My past or
my future.

I want to check an
Occupation listed
And find that
my box is
Missing.

The names they
Called out for hire
Do not fit
Me.

The names they
Did not call out
Also
Do not fit
Me.

I turn
To the other side
Of the blank sheet
That I want you to
Call my
Resume.

I walk
Back into the other side
Of the blank space
That I want you to
Call my
Potential.

Every day
I wake up to
Find my self
Inside a
Food stamp.

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Prometheus Soulmate (Requiem Aeternam)

Prometheus Soulmate (Requiem Aeternam)

All of them
Belong to you.

All of these:

Funeral pyres
Camp fires
Fire places
Forest fires
Open pits
Closed ovens
Potter kilns
Burning embers
And indeed,
The Divine fire
The burns inside
All of us,

All of these
belong to you
Your Majesty,
Prometheus.

But,

The fire within you
Is the fire we needed
Yet
You gave the flame
Without as
Our gift.

And so,

The birds of prey
Feed on your
Hubris
And
The race of humanity
Burns on your
Audacity.

Please,
Prometheus Soulmate
Come back
Once more
and
Steal their secret
Once more.

Only this time
Bring back something
different
Please.

This time,
Bring peace.

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Prometheus Soulmate

Prometheus Soulmate:

All,
effort was futile,
when
the hunger was just
insatiable,
my love

And,
life, that cruel
friend of yours
and mine,
laughed at me
loudly,
my love.

Until,
every soul here
receives their divine
share, I waited
my love

And
Patience, your
girl friday
was not at all kind
to me,
my love.

Every,
chance arrow
I risked,
pierced back my heart,
my love

And
Cupid, that stupid
matchmaker
failed me in
every which way,
my love.

There,
was no two ways
to look
at this wretched story,
my love

And
Prometheus himself,
could not save
the human race,
my love.

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