What Does It Mean to be in a Group?

What does it mean to be in a group?

Does it rank the same as being in a troupe?

Where everyone is an actor playing his part

Rising above the ego just for a start

Learning what it means to be in love of friends

A force once entered never desiring it to end

Where the thoughts and heart must be in line

Where there is no space or time

Where natures love is abound

Guiding every force around

Showing man what he needs to rise

Above all the hatred through the spies

Helping man become equal to her source

This is why man is on his current course

To bring balance back to nature which only the group can do

So look in your heart and ask what does the group mean to you?

The Friends Are Calling

The friends are calling turning night into day

The heart is opening in every way

This life we live holds only one purpose

And it is not for what lies on the surface

The path is clear and the way is set

For all of humanity to completely forget

The egoistic means that is all that has been known

As we sit at the round tables and with love show

Just what it means to rise above the hate

As humanity unites their hearts and opens the gates

All to bring balance back to natures force

As nature embraces us with love from the source

A source that is constant and never changes in the end

A love so strong that our ego will bend

To be corrected by the light of love

Transcending all transgressions that come from above

Only this unity will save this world

So clear your heart and speak only loving pearls

As we come together to heal our land

Arm in arm and hand in hand

Together As One!

In Life We Are Filled With Broken Dreams

In life we are filled with broken dreams

Living a life that is not what it seems

Praying to a force with no substance of its own

Ignoring the force that through our life has shown

Just how much of its love it sends

Helping us to see our current life’s trend

A trend that is hurtful to the sender for sure

But still in continues to give us the cure

A cure that transcends all that ails

A cure that if followed positively tips the scales

So open your hearts and hear deep within

There truly is None Else Besides Him

Let's Hold on to what we Feel

Let’s hold on to what we feel

The connection between us this is real

All the hatred that we exhibit

Is like traipsing through a Texas thicket

Full for barbs and briar and thorns

But rising above it no matter the scorn

Is what our efforts are all about

Connecting with each other no matter the doubt

Bringing us to Love of Friends

The message to the world we wish to send

To Love your neighbor as you love yourself

Is the only message needed in and of itself

My True Identity By Molly Bolte

My True Identity

Will I own my self

Will I say YES to my life

Will I be honest about my story

Will I see it all for what it is

Born in pain

Born feeling pain

Born incapable of ignoring pain

Never "normal"

Never able to be just like everyone else

Always wondering

Always asking

Always searching

Never satisfied

Never content

Questioning

Arguing

Debating

Seeking, searching

Doubting, fearing

Crying out

Restless

Anxious

Obnoxious

Arrogant

Conceited

And at the same time

Confused as hell

Angry

Resentful

Bitter

Feeling lost, alone

Desperately seeking more, better, different

and knowing all along that it too would be empty

Futility

Emptiness

Despair

Rage - why me?

Why do I have to feel?

What do I do with all of this?

Will I own my identity?

Will I say yes to my story?

Will I whole heartedly join the new leaders of the brand new world?

Will I surrender my renegade, rebel "individual" will to my ultimate destiny?

Will I awaken to this truth -

all will be answered

all will be fulfilled

only in the full, total, complete consent and surrender to myself as a part of the ONE

Will I finally give up the fight against

standing alone

and realize

that I must melt within the ONE

Will I choose 

Will I make the only free choice I have

or will blows

force me to choose?

Will I run with joy toward the castle - toward my friends - waiting for me

or will I be forced

to bang on the door as the dogs eat at my heels and rip at my clothes?

Help Help Help

Help Help Help

Lies, arrogance, vanity, conceit and pride

keep me out

Help Help Help

Alone I cannot chose

Now is the time

May I choose to be who I am

By Molly Bolte