A spiritual awakening has never hit me before today. I looked outside the window of my lonely bedroom. The green leaves, blue skies and sunshine transcended time and space in my mind’s eye and reminded me that life really is beautiful. Life and death, God and Satan, good and evil are meaningless, all there is to me is nature.
Some days it’s slow, like honey dripping from the droopy corner of my toast. Other days, it’s like I was tossed into the ocean for the waves to pound away there troubles on my unsuspecting head.
when one awakens in the morning, only with ing at the end. One sleeps to awaken in the morning to their loved one beside them, ready to cuddle and be loved before their morning coffee.
It’s just awakening how addicted this society is to social media. I mean so far I’ve never realized, but if you just have to spend one day without it, you’re worried that you’ve already missed something! I mean isn’t that awful? It’s one fucked up society we live in man! I’d say, throw out your computer and start reading books or something!
I woke up this morning and immediately thought about the guy I’ve been seeing. I don’t know what that says about me, or about him, or about our (often disgustingly cutesy) interactions for the past couple weeks, but either way I found that instead of being terrified as my commitment-phobic brain often screams at me to be, I felt sort of comforted. Not like I was safe forever, but that there was something good and stable for me to hold onto. It was a nice feeling, for want of a better word. It was nice.
Sometimes I wake up and wonder what the hell I’m still doing on this planet, but that’s not the kind of awakening I’m thinking of right now. It’s those times that I wake up and suddenly understand something about myself that I’m interested in. That means it’s two different kinds of awakening; the literal and the introspective. Sometimes I suddenly understand something about the world around me and how I interact with it, sometimes it’s just something small like my dream. Either way, it’s liberating, and a little scary every time; like for every time I awaken I get a little older, and there’s less I don’t know, and I’m not going to live forever after all.
The awakening made her feel like she had too much to drink. She staggered to her feet and smiled at her hosts, thanking them for allowing her to partake in their ceremony. Nobody else seemed to be standing on wobbly feet. Just her then.
The awakening for her was a very subtle thing. She didn’t know how it started, or even why — it was just that one day, she felt more alive than she had ever felt before. And she supposed that meant she’d had an awakening, however unconsciously, because she knew that she had spent her entire life asleep until now. She didn’t know whether to be happy about it because of her total transformation, or to cry that it had waited until she was on her deathbed — if she had felt this alive fifty years ago, she would have changed the world!
But no one would ever know this about the timid librarian who died in her sleep at 95 in a nursing home.
Ooo, awakening to the dawn, to the light, to the question that has been burning inside of my head. Should I go for it? Why not. Just jump. Let go of all the inhibitions and let that sun beam shining through your soul open your eyes to more than they can see.
There was a boy that woke up as a turtle and decided he liked his shell of a home. The wonderfulness of his life began that one morning when he wanted to clean his home and turn it into a zombie apocalypse house.
It all made sense now. I was different but I never realized I would be THIS different. All those sparks flying out of my hands were just the beginning. My powers were now truly awakening.
We are all in for a rude awakening when the financial institutions of the world collapse. Hold onto all of your valuables, because it’s going to get UGLY, people…
The air was heavy, like mornings down by the ocean, clogged with salt and sea water. Blinking open gritty eyes he wondered where he was and how he’d gotten there. It’d been sunny when he fell asleep.
It was a rude awakening to say the least/ I never thought that I would be cast as a regular person, not with my background. I guess you could say that I have been blessed.
It was a misty morning when he awoke, rain pattering on the tiled roof and fog curling under the doorstep. Blinking open gritty eyes he wondered what the hell had happened. He was pretty sure he’d been dead.
took a while to load the page, so had about 15 seconds to think.
‘one word’ is a very hard request to comply with because of the multi -faceted nature of most events or things. you always end up feeling unsatisfied because you’d so dearly have liked to add a sentence or two to justify your ‘one word’ description. and then maybe a couple more to say that some other word wouldn’t be too bad either, to show the asker that you aren’t completely rigid.
I have to lose weight. It’s like an awakening – even though I have known it for a long time I am just now realizing that it is extremely important – for my health and well being as well as for my vanity…
Awakeniings are the best. they make life awesome its like Oh wow! i never realized that. the best are when you arent really sleeping and you “wake up” then you can see a whole part of life you’ve never known existed befor.
dreams. back in reality, the fantasy is gone. Wish I could stay in my fantasy. Sometimes fantasy is better than reality. But then you awake, and you’re back where you were. Sometimes you wish you could just stay in your fantasy. You’ll do anything for that to happen. Why can’t I stay like this forever? Why must I return to that dark deep whole where my two enemies always visit me, Depression and Loneliness. That hole is called Reality. I hate it, it always visits me when I’m alone and vulnerable.
i had a spiritual awakening.
it began with someones death.
i realized i could never be anything here
but my very own little self.
this body i keep
i try my best
but it won’t change much
it’s stuck like this, i guess.
so, ok, i am
with how it goes.
i like my eyes
and i have an alright nose.
but if only i could feel
continually pretty,
i’d go further in life
but its just not in me.
i’m insecure,
i find,
that i’m worse off then most
because body dysmorphia
is like a resistant ghost.
no one can see it but i hear it all day
and i pray and pray
and yet the fucking thing
just won’t go away.
but… the awakening i had
it taught me one thing
the only person against me
is my that inner degrading.
the rest of the world
despite its evil
is on my side
because there are good people.
i inspire
and i comfort
i bring joy
and delight
and i chose from now on
to make my it all right.
i have no one to blame
and nothing i can’t gain.
so, i’ll use God’s wisdom
and go make myself a name.
so i already wrote about awakening and im waiting for this funny site to gimme another topic. seroiusly. :D it was cooler before i actually registrated here because they gave me other topics, but now its only awakening..
“The Awakening” is the first book in a series called “Darkest Powers,” written by Kelly Armstrong. In the series, there are 4 books which have gotten incredible reviews. I would suggest reading these book very much!!
When you open you eyes to something, and look at it in a different perspective, you realize that it’s more different an more unexpected than you thought.
The moon was high and full as her body twisted and transformed. She felt the dew forming on the grass, the sounds of the wood became thunderous in her ears. Her skin felt as though it turned inside out as fur began to burst out of it in patches. Her scream became a howl as the last of her body awakened to a new form.
I don’t know what to write about this word. All I think of is Spring Awakening. Is that bad? Or the Great Awakening. But really? Who wants to read about the Great Awakening…. oh well.
waking up when you don’t need to go to work, or even have anything else to be worried about. I’m always thinking of someday I’ll be awakening perfectly. I don’t know if this day will ever come, cuz I have to pay my bills, every single time! Can’t see it happening though! :o
Pull me aside. Talk to me. About anything. Other than the pain. Talk to me about the weather, shoes, politics, literature. Talk to me about anything. Distract me from the pain I feel. Awaken me from the nightmare I am living. Please. Please, help me just this once.
lucid awakening is a great game that i heard about on net…lol i have never played it but i think it would be nice…n i dont know what else to say but it should be enough right,
bye bye
awakening is when you are asleep and you opne your eyes and you see the whole world before you, and all the things that you have to struggle for and all those problems you have to fight. and the beauty in between. it is also the process of getting to know your own self, in its purity and simplicity.
There was a sad boy, alone and cold, just awakening from a terrible slumber, in which he realized that he had a dream,not really a dream a nightmare. His mother was gone, and he had no one to talk to.
A revival in the mind which implies a new idea of simplicity or openness. A short burst of energy from within that shows a new flower ready to bloom in power.
A spiritual awakening has never hit me before today. I looked outside the window of my lonely bedroom. The green leaves, blue skies and sunshine transcended time and space in my mind’s eye and reminded me that life really is beautiful. Life and death, God and Satan, good and evil are meaningless, all there is to me is nature.
Some days it’s slow, like honey dripping from the droopy corner of my toast. Other days, it’s like I was tossed into the ocean for the waves to pound away there troubles on my unsuspecting head.
when one awakens in the morning, only with ing at the end. One sleeps to awaken in the morning to their loved one beside them, ready to cuddle and be loved before their morning coffee.
It’s just awakening how addicted this society is to social media. I mean so far I’ve never realized, but if you just have to spend one day without it, you’re worried that you’ve already missed something! I mean isn’t that awful? It’s one fucked up society we live in man! I’d say, throw out your computer and start reading books or something!
Reawakening. I’m a-waiting.
I woke up this morning and immediately thought about the guy I’ve been seeing. I don’t know what that says about me, or about him, or about our (often disgustingly cutesy) interactions for the past couple weeks, but either way I found that instead of being terrified as my commitment-phobic brain often screams at me to be, I felt sort of comforted. Not like I was safe forever, but that there was something good and stable for me to hold onto. It was a nice feeling, for want of a better word. It was nice.
Sometimes I wake up and wonder what the hell I’m still doing on this planet, but that’s not the kind of awakening I’m thinking of right now. It’s those times that I wake up and suddenly understand something about myself that I’m interested in. That means it’s two different kinds of awakening; the literal and the introspective. Sometimes I suddenly understand something about the world around me and how I interact with it, sometimes it’s just something small like my dream. Either way, it’s liberating, and a little scary every time; like for every time I awaken I get a little older, and there’s less I don’t know, and I’m not going to live forever after all.
lift&heel
clodu bk
The awakening made her feel like she had too much to drink. She staggered to her feet and smiled at her hosts, thanking them for allowing her to partake in their ceremony. Nobody else seemed to be standing on wobbly feet. Just her then.
The awakening for her was a very subtle thing. She didn’t know how it started, or even why — it was just that one day, she felt more alive than she had ever felt before. And she supposed that meant she’d had an awakening, however unconsciously, because she knew that she had spent her entire life asleep until now. She didn’t know whether to be happy about it because of her total transformation, or to cry that it had waited until she was on her deathbed — if she had felt this alive fifty years ago, she would have changed the world!
But no one would ever know this about the timid librarian who died in her sleep at 95 in a nursing home.
getting up in the morning
or just realizing something
learning
feeling tired
Ooo, awakening to the dawn, to the light, to the question that has been burning inside of my head. Should I go for it? Why not. Just jump. Let go of all the inhibitions and let that sun beam shining through your soul open your eyes to more than they can see.
There was a boy that woke up as a turtle and decided he liked his shell of a home. The wonderfulness of his life began that one morning when he wanted to clean his home and turn it into a zombie apocalypse house.
When you awake from the deep thoughts of love you realize… he is the one.
It all made sense now. I was different but I never realized I would be THIS different. All those sparks flying out of my hands were just the beginning. My powers were now truly awakening.
We are all in for a rude awakening when the financial institutions of the world collapse. Hold onto all of your valuables, because it’s going to get UGLY, people…
The air was heavy, like mornings down by the ocean, clogged with salt and sea water. Blinking open gritty eyes he wondered where he was and how he’d gotten there. It’d been sunny when he fell asleep.
It was a rude awakening to say the least/ I never thought that I would be cast as a regular person, not with my background. I guess you could say that I have been blessed.
It was a misty morning when he awoke, rain pattering on the tiled roof and fog curling under the doorstep. Blinking open gritty eyes he wondered what the hell had happened. He was pretty sure he’d been dead.
Coffee in the morning, empty beadsheets, no love, all sun, no rain, all love, window and air, cars and street, beauty. Begining, life. Happy.
took a while to load the page, so had about 15 seconds to think.
‘one word’ is a very hard request to comply with because of the multi -faceted nature of most events or things. you always end up feeling unsatisfied because you’d so dearly have liked to add a sentence or two to justify your ‘one word’ description. and then maybe a couple more to say that some other word wouldn’t be too bad either, to show the asker that you aren’t completely rigid.
I have to lose weight. It’s like an awakening – even though I have known it for a long time I am just now realizing that it is extremely important – for my health and well being as well as for my vanity…
Awakeniings are the best. they make life awesome its like Oh wow! i never realized that. the best are when you arent really sleeping and you “wake up” then you can see a whole part of life you’ve never known existed befor.
dreams. back in reality, the fantasy is gone. Wish I could stay in my fantasy. Sometimes fantasy is better than reality. But then you awake, and you’re back where you were. Sometimes you wish you could just stay in your fantasy. You’ll do anything for that to happen. Why can’t I stay like this forever? Why must I return to that dark deep whole where my two enemies always visit me, Depression and Loneliness. That hole is called Reality. I hate it, it always visits me when I’m alone and vulnerable.
to suddenlly be free from something terriblle like fear or sadness and knowing peace for the first time in forever…awakening.
i had a spiritual awakening.
it began with someones death.
i realized i could never be anything here
but my very own little self.
this body i keep
i try my best
but it won’t change much
it’s stuck like this, i guess.
so, ok, i am
with how it goes.
i like my eyes
and i have an alright nose.
but if only i could feel
continually pretty,
i’d go further in life
but its just not in me.
i’m insecure,
i find,
that i’m worse off then most
because body dysmorphia
is like a resistant ghost.
no one can see it but i hear it all day
and i pray and pray
and yet the fucking thing
just won’t go away.
but… the awakening i had
it taught me one thing
the only person against me
is my that inner degrading.
the rest of the world
despite its evil
is on my side
because there are good people.
i inspire
and i comfort
i bring joy
and delight
and i chose from now on
to make my it all right.
i have no one to blame
and nothing i can’t gain.
so, i’ll use God’s wisdom
and go make myself a name.
© LL
so i already wrote about awakening and im waiting for this funny site to gimme another topic. seroiusly. :D it was cooler before i actually registrated here because they gave me other topics, but now its only awakening..
light, refresh, yellow, light blue, clouds, window, peace, mellon, breathe, clean,sun, bright, beginning, crisp, clear, new
“The Awakening” is the first book in a series called “Darkest Powers,” written by Kelly Armstrong. In the series, there are 4 books which have gotten incredible reviews. I would suggest reading these book very much!!
When you open you eyes to something, and look at it in a different perspective, you realize that it’s more different an more unexpected than you thought.
Awakening
Every morning at 5, my heart has a new awakening. My husband runs his fingers down my spine. Each nerve arises to greet him.
The moon was high and full as her body twisted and transformed. She felt the dew forming on the grass, the sounds of the wood became thunderous in her ears. Her skin felt as though it turned inside out as fur began to burst out of it in patches. Her scream became a howl as the last of her body awakened to a new form.
I don’t know what to write about this word. All I think of is Spring Awakening. Is that bad? Or the Great Awakening. But really? Who wants to read about the Great Awakening…. oh well.
waking up when you don’t need to go to work, or even have anything else to be worried about. I’m always thinking of someday I’ll be awakening perfectly. I don’t know if this day will ever come, cuz I have to pay my bills, every single time! Can’t see it happening though! :o
It was quite the rude awakening.
“Well, why the hell are you just telling me now?” she asked, snatching the papers from his hand.
“I knew you would feel some kinda way so, well, I just waited. I was wrong. I know.”
He plops down on the sofa, shoulders and head hanging low.
“You were wrong, all-damn-right. Now what do we do?!”
Pull me aside. Talk to me. About anything. Other than the pain. Talk to me about the weather, shoes, politics, literature. Talk to me about anything. Distract me from the pain I feel. Awaken me from the nightmare I am living. Please. Please, help me just this once.
lucid awakening is a great game that i heard about on net…lol i have never played it but i think it would be nice…n i dont know what else to say but it should be enough right,
bye bye
awakening is when you are asleep and you opne your eyes and you see the whole world before you, and all the things that you have to struggle for and all those problems you have to fight. and the beauty in between. it is also the process of getting to know your own self, in its purity and simplicity.
There was a sad boy, alone and cold, just awakening from a terrible slumber, in which he realized that he had a dream,not really a dream a nightmare. His mother was gone, and he had no one to talk to.
A revival in the mind which implies a new idea of simplicity or openness. A short burst of energy from within that shows a new flower ready to bloom in power.