Let winds of purpose lead to your passion.
Sync with the winds of purpose. Be part of thought (r)evolution.
“Send Your Love Into The Future. … This ain’t no time for hiding your power…. This is the time to heed your call.” ~ Sting
Don’t underestimate your power to see, hear, taste, touch and smell what matters.
Purpose is passion with sensual thinking.
Feel the winds of purpose. Find your greatness into the future.
“Confidence… thrives on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection and on unselfish performance. Without them it cannot live.“~ FDR
Blowing in the wind or blown by the wind, we feel it. We all have a dream where light from the top of the mountain is clearly round our shoulders and there is music in our heart. Take a moment to let the wind kiss your throat and run its invisible fingers through your hair. Have a private minute with magic. Let yourself sense more. Connect with the end of the tunnel. Make contact with sensual thinking.
The truth has a positive invisible influence on all of us. Everyone feels it.
Use your 5 senses to notice what you notice, and you will sync with the truth of your soul. Then suddenly the wind of change is playful and time is on your side. By thinking with your senses time becomes a tool on the path of satisfaction. You feel great because you feel your unique sense of purpose.
Wind is energy of change. Instead of being blown off-course by unpredictable winds of living, be guided by winds of purpose. Why not dance and breathe in rhythm with your dream by thinking differently? Recognize the passion of your dignity and feel wind at your back, by feeling with your mind. It’s time to notice your unique vibrant connection with character, style and personal power. Others do notice you.
Purpose is a connection with confidence that gets stronger every time you notice it.
When the winds of change connect with moral purpose, it’s passion. The courage of purpose is personal. Use it to find collaboration, transparent communication and increased creativity for the greater good. Celebrate the beginning of the rest of your life and our new Humanitarian age by thinking with your senses and feeling with your mind.
- Morals in the wind are intuitive values that regulate and organize communication to keep it simple and transparent. Use language of courage, self-respect and dignity. Be understood.
- Winds of purpose fan fires of passion inside you. Passion lets the peace of your inner truth prevail.
Each person is part of the awe inspiring dream to bring our world out of this time of greed, doubt, confusion, violence and fear, and in to the new Humanitarian age. Our common foundation of intuitive thinking is blowing in the wind. Connect with your power. Think differently.
“Send Your Love” by Sting
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand
And Heaven’s realms in the seedlings of this tiny flower
And eternities in the space of a single hour. Send your love into the future
Send your love into the distant dawn. Inside your mind is a relay station
A mission probe into the unknowing
We send a seed to a distant future
Then we can watch the galaxies growing. This ain’t no time for doubting your power
This ain’t no time for hiding your care
You’re climbing down from an ivory tower
You’ve got a stake in the world we ought to shareYou see the stars are moving so slowly
But still the earth is moving so fast
Can’t you see the moon is so lonely
She’s still trapped in the pain of the pastThis is the time of the worlds colliding
This is the time of kingdoms falling
This is the time of the worlds dividing
Time to heed your callSend your love into the future
Send your precious love into some distant time
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Send your love
Send your loveThere’s no religion but sex and music
There’s no religion but sound and dancing
There’s no religion but line and color
There’s no religion but sacred tranceThere’s no religion but the endless ocean
There’s no religion but the moon and stars
There’s no religion but time and motion
There’s no religion, just tribal scarsThrow a pebble in and watch the ocean
See the ripples vanish in the distance
It’s just the same with all the emotions
It’s just the same in every instanceThere’s no religion but the joys of rhythm
There’s no religion but the rites of Spring
There’s no religion in the path of hate
No prayer but the one I singSend your love into the future
Send your precious love into some distant time
And fix that wounded planet with the love of your healing
Send your love
Send your loveThere’s no religion but sex and music
There’s no religion that’s right or winning
There’s no religion in the path of hatred
Ain’t no prayer but the one I’m singingSend your love
Send your love
