On Being Human

Love Said To Me

2009-11-17T13:49:00.001+01:00

I worship the moon. Tell me of the soft glow of a candle light and the sweetness of my moon.Don't talk about sorrow, tell me of that treasure, hidden if it is to you, then just remain silent.Last night I lost my grip on reality and welcomed insanity. Love saw me and said, I showed up. Wipe you tears and be silent.I said, O Love I am frightened, but it's not you. Love said to me, there is nothing

Some Kiss We Want

2009-11-16T14:57:00.002+01:00

There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of Spirit on the body.Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell.And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild Darling!At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face into mine. Breathe into me.Close the language-door, and open the love-window.The moon won't use the door, only the window.sufi mystic -

Your face

2009-11-06T18:33:00.003+01:00

I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor blossom. The distracted birdscan't distinguish the birdseed from the snare. A house of love with no limits,a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart. ~Rumi

Spiritual High

2009-11-02T16:39:00.004+01:00

Sounds like a signal from you Bring me to meet your sound And I will bring you to my heart Love like a signal you call Touching my body my soul Bring to me, you to meet me here Home be the temple of your heart Home be the body of your love Just like Holy water to my lips Yes I do know how I survive Yes I do know why I'm alive To love and be with you Day by day by day by day Time, time

Love me!

2009-10-31T10:50:00.002+01:00

I was laying in bed, remembering days gone by. Lost hopes. Dreams dashed. Yearnings unfulfilled. I was laying in the tangles of my memories. I heard the pitiful voice echoing in the basement of my dungeon ‘what about me?’ And trite as it sounds, I heard ‘Love your neighbour as yourself. Jesus didn’t say, be loved, have your dreams fulfilled.’ In the blink of an eye, the moment transformed

The One

2009-10-30T17:13:00.004+01:00

Gorecki by Lamb If I should die this very moment I wouldn't fear for I've never known completenesslike being herewrapped in the warmth of youloving every breath of youstill my heart this momentoh it might burst could we stay right heretill the end of time until the earth stops turningwanna love you until the seas run dryI've found the one I've waited for all this time I've loved youand never

Inspiration

2009-10-30T13:21:00.001+01:00

While using the systems of the mind to view the word, we can only understand what we know. We can only build upon that which already is. Seekers, seers, poets, wonderers, artists of all kinds have the capacity sometimes, to breach the systems of the mind. And we call that inspiration. Inspiration is to be infused with the Spirit. And what is inspired is not of the mind and can not be

Sheer Delight

2009-10-30T11:19:00.002+01:00

What, you ask, is the beginning of it all? And it is this ... Existence that multiplied itself for sheer delight of being and plunged into numberless trillions of forms so that it might find itself innumerably.integral yoga - sri aurobindo

Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi

2009-10-28T15:07:00.003+01:00

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light And where there is sadness, joy.O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love.For it is in giving that

New curtains!

2009-10-24T20:06:00.001+02:00

Today we take the drapes down and up with the purple see through stuff. :)

Golden Leaves

2009-10-24T18:24:00.002+02:00

The first time I felt it was during the autumn. The leaves falling - golden coins in the breeze. I walked towards those flashing flickering gold leaves, my arm in a sling. A car had hit me as I was coming home from school. My rendition of the accident could never be like coloured pencils flying high-reminiscent of a circus- slow motion.I was walking towards the falling leaves. Time was not

Blue skies

2009-10-24T00:05:00.002+02:00

After days of rain. The blue is brilliant. (added later: This, my dear readers, is my first post sent via my mobile. I'm so thrilled with the technology and am feeling like Albert today. He believes that Google is sitting up there on the one side of God... ok ok ... he also says Slayer is on the other side... but I disagree there.. Anyway - google rocks - and here is a big cyber hug -

Sand Art

2009-10-23T13:23:00.001+02:00

The Puzzle

2009-10-20T15:28:00.000+02:00

The Puzzle I walked into love I walked into a minefield I never heard of I walked into love I walked into a minefield I never heard of Her remains were spread out like the pieces of a puzzle it took her 365 days putting them together the pieces were quite difficult to distinguish from eachother they were tiny and the clear blue sky went on forever Clearly the corners were an easy start

There is More Room in a Broken Heart

2009-10-19T00:32:00.003+02:00

Baby sneezes Mummy pleases Daddy breezes in So good on paper So romantic But so bewildering (chorus) I know nothing stays the same But if you're willing to play the game It's coming around again So don't mind if I fall apart there's more room in a broken heart You pay the grocer Fix the toaster Kiss the host good-bye Then you break a window burn the soufflé Scream a lullaby I know nothing stays

Transforming the Painful to the Purifying

2009-10-01T11:46:00.002+02:00

We associate pain with bad. We associate poverty with shame. We associate difficult with frustration. And yet, if you look back upon your life, you know that the maxim ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’ holds truth. The father of a high school friend, when hearing of any of my complaints, would say ‘ahh, but that’s character building’. I hated him for saying that. But its true. How

Thanks Toilet!

2009-09-30T11:11:00.003+02:00

I woke early this morning and thought ‘thank goodness we have a toilet’. My mind showed me times while were travelling in the past two years of just having to find ‘any place’. I lost most of my finicky requirements of a clean bathroom. One has to travelling cheaply in Asia. Its hard to find toilet paper in most places. The floors can be so filthy, its like the whole space for the toilet is a

The TV of the Mind

2009-09-16T12:12:00.003+02:00

What gets the highest rating in your TV mind? What gets the most views? Are there repeats from the past that are always dependable for full concentration and energy? Is it just shoes and breasts, depending on your gender? I was laughing at myself the other day. I was caught off guard. I was walking down the street to the supermarket. Its a busy road. I was happy, but my happiness attracted a

Our Insect Friends

2009-09-10T20:00:00.002+02:00

For the past couple of months, seemingly out of nowhere, we’ve had unexpected insect guests in our apartment. We live in the middle of a little big city and the most we usually spy is a lost fly or a wayward mosquito. However, we’ve been noticing, a random wasp, or moth, or beetle, or some little creepy crawly. Albert and Jett jump up and cry ‘what will we do with it?’ reaching for a rolled

Right Now, You Are Where You're Suppose To Be

2009-09-04T10:45:00.003+02:00

(or you wouldn’t be there) How hard is it to accept, that this is where you are suppose to be? In this apartment, in this house, in this country, with these people, with this job or lack of job, and reading this right now. Everything at this moment, is exactly right. Because it is. Perhaps our mind tells us that we deserve a better life, a better husband, a better child, a better best friend

Can I Love You?

2009-09-03T13:11:00.001+02:00

Can I love you? Can I love you today? Can I love you after the illusion has faded away? Can I love you now, that the gilt has worn down? Can I love you today? After all of the disappointments, the lies, the frustrations, the angry words? Can I love you, truly, with no string attached? Can I love you, because you are you? Can I love you without asking for something in return, like honesty

Entertain Us

2009-08-20T17:14:00.005+02:00

Jett and I were sitting in a café. ‘Oh look,’ I said, ‘a man out on his balcony.’ I pointed up at the man. The man was only in his singlet. His hair was greased back. I noticed that he was exceptionally skinny. Jett said ‘He’s only in his singlet.’ Then I started to notice that the curtains were partially closed behind him and he was holding something in his hand. He looked back inside the

Kindness, no strings attached

2009-08-14T01:50:00.003+02:00

I’m so tired of one hand giving while the other hand holds a list of clauses that go with it. Somebody offered me something. Then, when things didn’t go as they wanted, they took it away. I felt a sudden horror of dishonour. But, then I searched my own nature, and I’m sure I’ve done it too. Given something, even a smile, and expected one in return. How often do we really give? Honestly give.

The Eye of Ra

2009-08-13T18:31:00.002+02:00

What's your experience with this symbol?

Fear of Consciousness

2009-08-10T22:51:00.001+02:00

Fear of Consciousness What are we so afraid of? Afraid that what we say matters more than we think. Afraid that we will have to be responsible for what we do to others. Afraid that every breath counts. Afraid to be One with the moment. Afraid of what that means. Afraid of the self and giving up its petty ways. Afraid of the Self and putting discipline into the back pack. Afraid of being