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About Timi Orosz

Spiritual business mentor for coaches and healers. Thought-challenger, positive thinker, big dreamer powered to make an impact

Poetry for spiritual development

Lonely River

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t want to drown anymore here
I stepped into the current with both feet
For the same mistakes, I had to repeat
I shiver
As I lift my hands
Hoping for a grip that pulls me out
Out of the Lonely River

Water caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
it’s time to get out
But without a clear mind
I’m staying. There’s no doubt

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t really belong here
I tipped my toes out of curiosity
To understand this philosophy
I freeze
As I see things differently
Hoping to notice someone else
Who swam in the Lonely River

Wind caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not just me drowning
But I don’t hear anyone else
I’m feeling their entire presence.

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t want to reconsider
I dove to the bottom already
To see my hidden treasures
I gasp
As I restart my mind
Hoping to explain to you well
What really is in the Lonely River

Heat caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not exactly real
But telling the truth is tough
I’m suddenly becoming enough

Pull me out of the Lonely River
I don’t need to find another swimmer
I jumped head first on purpose
To reveal the mysteries
I laugh
As I become one with everything
Hoping you’ll become a real winner
And fall in love with the Lonely River

Sand caresses my skin
As I sink
I think
It’s not a river anymore
But why didn’t I see the reality?
I’m now aware of the universality

Lightworkers symbolised as a lighthouse in the dark night (of the soul)

We all play with light

I’m trying to decide whether to go with a deep, philosophical angle here or pure emotions. My intuition whispers to me softly to choose feelings right now. Those little fractions of our souls, that spark up our days. Or dim them.

“Dim them” – as this rolls off my lips, it has that low frequency feeling to it. Especially when you say it slowly. Dim. Them. Kind of like those sound effects in movies when something drastically is about to happen.

OK, so this is why my intuition gently shoved me towards emotions. To start deeply feeling my words. When you’re a communicator and words are your ammunition, you have a major responsibility to carry. How you put things into perspective can create a spark or a dimming motion.

When you form sentences, you are playing with light. The choice is always there to use language for darkening or lightening up your surroundings. Language is a pulsating burst of energy. It can heal or destroy. And the impact of that energy relies on a 2-fold system:

  1. how the speaker decides to use it
  2. how the listener decides to intercept it

But let’s roll back to emotions for a second before my philosophical mind completely takes over.

Words can make you feel things on levels that you didn’t even know existed. You don’t understand why you feel suddenly so energised and joyous when someone tells you how much they appreciate your efforts. You also wonder when the heavy emotions start swirling around in you when you hear the disappointment in your loved one’s voice.

This is why it’s important to choose your words carefully. Not only do they have an emotional impact on others around you but they also influence how you feel after they swoosh out of your mouth.

Remember, you are playing with light when you think, speak and write. What will you choose to become next time? The lighthouse or the darkness that surrounds it?


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leap: how to have faith in yourself to make life happen for you

Leap

In a leap year, I leapt into my destiny. Out of everything, I chose to jump right into that one.
It started at the very beginning of that year. I rolled into 2020 with a deep trance-like state. As champagne glasses were jingling together at midnight in other homes in Barcelona, I was lying on my back in my bed alone. Physically at least.

Exactly one year before that night, I was debating inside my soul where to allow life to take me next. I had just returned from Sri Lanka after saying goodbye to my accelerator island, Malta. My home for 4 years. On that night, sitting on my sister’s oversized sofa, I pondered. Why do I feel this unanswered question trying to carve a way out of my whole being? Sitting inside this German small town flat, I looked at my sister and her fiance. Doozy eyes were glancing back at me, not truly understanding that feeling that decided to take over my facial expressions. I’m sure they knew that something ‘strange’ was going on with me. I just simply couldn’t express it properly. Not to them, not even to myself.

The feelings of self-discovery and purpose-hunting (yes, this is an actual feeling) took over my soul entirely. I had to go somewhere, be somewhere, flow somewhere. And leave something behind.

Shedding my skin wasn’t a new process to me. I already had so many layers of old patterns, misbeliefs, bad conditions ripped away from my mind, soul and body. You can’t count them on one hand. Infinity shedding? Is that what this life is really about? Let’s not go down that other carving question for now. Let’s keep this story about leaping into destiny.

I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes in my bed on the last night of 2019 in that buzzing Spanish city. I wanted to hear my higher-self whisper ‘happy new year’ to me that day. I swooshed into a deep meditative state as I let my muscles relax from my little toe to the top of my always-wondering head. Somehow I knew, that moment there would be one of the catalysts to my spiritual expansion within the emotional field.

Emotions have been my stumbling blocks for quite some time actually. I had this ongoing lesson about feeling my way through things until I finally started to get it. To get softer. To become the light in between the hidden cliffs. To become the nurturing character in all areas of my life, not just in business. That meant shedding my old skin of the ‘strong woman’. Oh, the painful ripping of that layer of old patterns. There was no longer this masculine lady who would burst out in an angry monologue about what women should really do and how it had been so overdue to rise up, speak up, act up. What was beneath that old skin, was this caring woman who wanted to share her energy with another soul whom she knew for centuries. So as I closed my eyes to start meditating myself into 2020, I felt this eruption of acceptance and joy spreading through my cells.

I was ready to step into the gates of my destiny. I was given a choice to leap or flow slowly. I didn’t hesitate. With a sharp turn, I walked away from flowing. I wanted the speed, the thrill, the explosion of experiences. And I wanted them to circle around two aspects of my life: career and relationships. I got more than what I expected for both. Life led me down a path that was ending at the door of destiny for both of these. I was already past the gates, now it was the doors that I had to bust through. With a heartful kick, I first kicked down the career door. I finally felt the courage to start my own business instead of waiting around to feel ready. Fire came back into my soul as soon as I gave my attention and love to mind my own business. I brought myself to the forefront. The raw and real self that had been carving those questions in my whole being for years. But what happened next was not what I expected at all.

I imagined my career would magically transform and I’d become a spiritual entrepreneur overnight. My days would be mainly filled with business activities and smashing it out there. Instead, I ended up saying yes to a random road trip with my friends in mid-February. Honestly, how could I have known that that road was also leading me to my destiny? All I wanted was a quick break from spending 10+ hours on my laptop trying to change the world. And then it happened. It was another level of manifesting. The second I heard his voice, something shook in me. A buried part of my soul just got abruptly woken up and started screaming at me: it’s him! There he is! I shushed that voice. No, not now, I’m only here to take a break. I wasn’t looking for this. Maybe not consciously but a deep part of my heart knew that my manifestation was just about to burst open in front of my eyes in this tiny seaside town on the east coast of Spain.

How could I have known that the next morning I would wake up in the arms of this soul-feeder? Nevertheless, I did. I woke up next to him and today, 2 years later, I’m grateful that I chose the leap route. So whatever gates you stand in front of, know this: it’s worth to leap.

Roots

16th April 2021

Digging up my roots with my ten fingers
Facing the past with a new set of eyes
Why do we keep forcing open the lid of our past
When we know it will not bring anything that will last

Connecting with our roots is still significant
Is it why we keep pursuing getting certificates?
Or are we just trying to make sense of the mess?
That surrounds us and makes us restless

Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Dig up your roots
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Get your salutes

When you understand the affect of your past
And realise how much it made you last
To survive through your vital years without fears
And to never wonder when the end was near
But do you know where it also held you back?
Your roots trying to tie you down to the facts


Keeping your potential under a certain line
To make sure you really believe in the universal lie
The lie that says you’re not good enough
Even though you are actually really tough
Tough enough to dig up your roots
And to kick negativity out of your life with your boots

Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Dig up your roots
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Harvest the fruits
Till there are no disputes
Dig up your roots
Get your salutes