Sunday, December 26, 2010

I love you not only for what you are

"But for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.”

- Roy Croft

Love never dies a natural death

"It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”

- Anais Nin

Auguries of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

- William Blake

I can hear

Your heart beat...

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Looking for that guy

"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you. The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her."

Sunday, December 12, 2010

If you come to me at this moment

Your minutes will become hours, your hours will become days, and your days will become a lifetime. ”

Ashes and Snow® by (Gregory Colbert)

Friday, December 10, 2010

If you forget me

I want you to knowone thing.
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
little by little.
If suddenly you forget me do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me
at the shore of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off to seek another land.

But if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love,
ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

- Pablo Neruda

Monday, December 6, 2010

Her secret garden

She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' 'round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice

You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
Then she'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away

- Bruce Springsteen (Secret Garden)

I keep looking...

- ´But how will I know who my Soulmate is?´
- ´By taking risks,´ she said to Brida. ´By risking failure, disappointment, disillusion, but never ceasing your search for love. As long as you keep looking, you will triumph in the end.´

- Paulo Coelho (Brida)

Friday, December 3, 2010

Know that

You have come to the room to heal the room. You have come to the space to heal the space. There is no other reason for you to be here.

- Donald Walsch (Communion with God)

False harmony

The monk Chu Lai was beaten by a teacher who did not believe anything he said. However, the professor’s wife was a follower of Chu Lai, and demanded that her husband had to apologize to him.Displeased, but without the courage to deny his wife’s wishes, the man went to the temple with her and murmured some words of repentance.“I do not forgive you,” replied Chu Lai, “go back to work.”The woman was horrified. “My husband is humiliated, and you were not generous!”
And Chu Lai responded:“Within my soul there is no rancor. But if he is not truly sorry, it is better for him to recognize now that he is mad at me. If I had accepted his apology, we would be creating a false state of harmony, and this would further increase the anger of your husband.”

- Paulo Coelho

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Traieste clipa!

De obicei sfatul asta il primesc de la persoane nu neaparat intzelepte cat mai ales dezamagite de viata.
Persoane care, intr-un anumit moment al existentei lor, au avut puterea de a visa la ziua de maine alaturi de persoana iubita, dar care au experimentat gustul amar al unui vis pierdut. Iar acum prefera sa nu isi mai faca 'planuri', de teama unui alt esec.
'Sa nu ai nici o asteptare, pentru a nu fi dezamagit' - asta a devenit motto-ul vietii lor. Ba chiar unii iti spun direct: "nu iti pune baza pe mine!" ca si cum ar stii ca ei la randul lor vor dezamagi, sau poate chiar au dezamagit deja.

Tuturor acestora le spun asa: dragii mei, nu imi pun baza in voi, ci in Dumnezeu si in tot ce exista frumos pe lumea asta. Nu e nevoie sa va simtiti impovarati. Fericirea mea nu depinde de voi, ci de mine. Iar fericirea asta o simt si o traiesc clipa de ieri, si maine.

Si nu mi-e teama sa visez.

The prayer of forgiveness

"- Remember the Aleph. Remember what you felt at that moment. The explanations and responses will not be sufficient. They will confuse you even more with that which is already so complex. Simply forgive me.

- I do not know why I have to forgive the man I love.

Hilal searches for inspiration on the golden walls, the columns, the people coming at this hour of the morning, the flames of the lit candles.

- I forgive the girl I was, not because I want to become a saint but because I do not want to endure this hatred. This tiresome hatred.

This was not what I expected.
- You may not forgive everyone and everything, but forgive me.
- I forgive everything and everyone. I forgive you because I love you and you do not love me. I forgive you because you reject me and I am losing my power.

She closes her eyes and raises her hands towards the ceiling.

- I am liberated from hatred by means of forgiveness and love. I understand that suffering, when it cannot be avoided, helps me to advance towards glory.

Hilal speaks softly but the acoustics of the church are so perfect that everything she says seems to echo throughout the four corners. But my experience tells me that she is channelling the spirit of a child.

The tears I shed, I forgive.
The suffering and disappointments, I forgive.
The betrayals and lies, I forgive.
The slandering and scheming, I forgive.
The hatred and persecution, I forgive.
The punches that were given, I forgive.
The shattered dreams, I forgive.
The dead hopes, I forgive.
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive.
The indifference and ill will, I forgive.
The injustice in the name of justice, I forgive.
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive.
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive.
The world with all its evil, I forgive.

She lowers her arms, opens her eyes and places her hands on her face.
I move closer to kiss her, but she makes a signal with her hands.
- I have not finished yet.
She closes her eyes and looks up.

Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement.
Revolt, I replace with music that comes from my violin.
Pain I replace with oblivion.
Revenge, I replace with victory.

I will be able to love above all discontentment.
To give even when I am stripped of everything.
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of all obstacles.
To dry tears even when I am still crying.
To believe even when I am discredited.

She opens her eyes, puts her hands on my head and says with an authority that comes from above:

- Thy will be done. Thy will be done."

Paulo Coelho (O Aleph)

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

When in doubt, don't!

Inca o data mi se confirma regula conform careia, daca simti ca ceva e in neregula, ca n-ar trebui sa incerci sa faci Acel lucru sau sa fii cu persoana Aceea, atunci e mai bine sa iti asculti instinctul si sa te opresti la timp.
Insa de multe ori intervine (asa-zisa) ratiune care te sfatuieste 'de bine' zicandu-ti, fie prin propria voce, fie prin vocile unor prieteni - binevoitori de altfel- 'hai, lasa, ca n-o fi chiar asa, hai sa incerc, cine stie, poate de data asta iese altfel.'
Mda. Macar sa nu ma mai mir ca n-a iesit.
Sa nu zici ca nu ti-am zis !

Show must go on :))

In valea plangerii

Cum ma plimbam asa, de ceva vreme, prin acea vale, mi se paru ca am zarit un ghiocel.
M-am apropiat: era un ghiocel ca un capac de sticla, modelat sub forma florii. Scria pe el 'Izvorul Alb'.
M-am minunat atunci. Nu stiam ca in Valea Plangerii cresc flori.
Acum insa stiu secretul vaii. Lacrimile sunt pentru flori...

Ca de zahar

Peste copaci s-a pus un strat de chiciura.
Acum arata de parca ar fi din zahar.
Iar florile si iarba inghetate, par a fi facute din sticla colorata...

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Killing our dreams

"The first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time. The busiest people I have known in my life always have time enough to do everything. Those who do nothing are always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do. They complain constantly that the day is too short. The truth is, they are afraid to fight the Good Fight.

The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don’t want to see life as a grand adventure, we begin to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life. We look beyond the walls of our day-to-day existence, and we hear the sound of lances breaking, we smell the dust and the sweat, and we see the great defeats and the fire in the eyes of the warriors. But we never see the delight, the immense delight in the hearts of those who are engaged in the battle. For them, neither victory nor defeat is important; what’s important is only that they are fighting the Good Fight.

And, finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams – we have refused to fight the Good Fight.

When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being.
We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That’s when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat – disappointment and defeat – come upon us because of our cowardice.

And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It’s death that frees us from our certainties, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons..."

Paulo Coelho

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

In search of rain

After four years of drought in the little village, the parish priest gathered everybody to make a pilgrimage to the mountain; there they would join in communal prayer to ask for rain.
In the middle of the group the priest noticed a boy all wrapped up in warm clothes and covered by a raincoat.

“Are you crazy?” he asked. “It hasn’t rained in this region for five years and you’ll die of the heat climbing the mountain!”
“I’ve got a cold, father. If we are going to pray to God for rain, can you imagine the climb back down? The downpour is going to be so heavy that it’s better to be prepared.”

And only after these words a loud roar was heard in the sky and the first drops began to fall. The faith of a boy was enough to work a miracle that thousands of men were praying for.

- Paulo Coelho

What is treason?

Walking down the street, the prophet asked: “aren’t we all children of the same Eternal Father?”
The multitude agreed. And the prophet went on: “and if that is so, why do we betray our brother?”

A boy who was watching asked his father: “what does betray mean?”
“It means to trick your companion in order to gain a certain advantage.”
“And why do we betray our companion?” insisted the boy.
“Because in the past somebody began all that. Ever since then, nobody knows how to stop the wheel. We are always betraying or being betrayed.”
“Then I won’t betray anyone,” said the boy.

And so he did. He grew up and suffered a lot during his life, but kept his promise.
His children suffered less and endured fewer hardships.
His grandchildren did not suffer at all.

- Paulo Coelho

Only the happy

"The best way to serve God is by going in search of your own dreams. Only the happy can spread happiness."

- Paulo Coelho

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Your true friends

Fear and guilt are your only enemies. Love and awareness are your true friends. Do not confuse one with the other, for one will kill you, while the other gives you life.

- Donald Walsch

Friday, October 29, 2010

Losing a dream...

"It is not easy to to lose what you never had."

- Paolo Coelho

Lilith si litera Şin

În cea de-a opta zi Dumnezeu a creat literele ebraice pentru a se putea păstra istoria, profeţiile, poezia şi mai ales poveştile noastre.
Fiecare literă era făcută din sticlă. Precum o prismă, fiecare reflecta toate culorile universului. Dumnezeu nu se putea decide cine ar trebui să ţină aceste comori care vor păstra pentru eternitate învăţăturile evreilor. Şi Dumnezeu se tot gândi; apoi, în cea de-a optsprezecea zi, se hotărî.
„Lilit,” spuse Cel Sfânt, adresându-se primei femei, „pentru că tu înţelegi importanţa învăţatului, nu doar pentru tine, ci pentru toţi oamenii, te pun pe tine să ai grijă de primul set de litere ebraice.”
„Sunt onorată,” spuse aceasta. „Ştiu un loc tocmai bun în care să le ţin.” Atunci Lilit îl conduse pe Dumnezeu într-o parte foarte împădurită a Grădinii Edenului. „Aici,” spuse arătând către o imensă stâncă nivelată care se ridica de la pământ, fiind protejată de o terasă suspendată. Acolo se găseau nenumărate plante de viţă de vie, păsări şi fluturaşi. O cascadă îşi aduna apa într-un bazin unde se găseau peşti de toate culorile.
„Da,” spuse Dumnezeu, „acesta este un loc bun.” Cel Sfânt i-a înmânat litera Alef lui Lilit. Aceasta s-a dus la lumina soarelui şi a ţinut litera deasupra capului, pentru a se lumina şi a admira sticla fină şi rezistentă. Duse litera alef la obraz, o mirosi, o sărută chiar.
„Litera Bet,” spuse Dumnezeu şi Lilit puse cu grijă litera Alef pe stâncă pentru a o putea primi pe Bet. Una câte una, Dumnezeu denumea literele; la fel, Lilit le accepta şi le admira. Când mai avea doar câteva de întins, Cel Sfânt se opri. „Aceasta,” spuse Dumnezeu, „se cheamă şin. Vezi ce rotunjime perfectă are? Cred că este perfectă, cea mai frumoasă dintre toate literele.”
Se întâmplă că exact în momentul în care Lilit acceptă litera şin, se auzi plânsetul unui copil în apropiere. Nu era un plânset sfâşietor, nici de durere, nici de teamă. Spunea doar „Sunt singur, vino şi ţine-mă în braţe.”
Lilit se gândi la copil doar o fracţiune de secundă, suficient însă pentru a scăpa litera pe care Dumnezeu o decretase ca fiind perfectă.
Nici Dumnezeu, nici Lilit nu vorbi în timp ce Şin căzu de pe stâncă, spărgându-se cu un sunet mai puternic decât cântecul păsărilor, decât cascada, decât zumzetul insectelor şi decât vuietul plăcut al vântului printre viţa de vie.
„Iartă-mă,” spuse Lilit. Dumnezeu se pregătea să o ierte pentru că spărsese cea mai frumoasă literă, când Lilit continuă, „trebuie să am grijă de copil.”
Dumnezeu nu spuse nimic în timp ce Lilit se îndepărta. „Când mă voi întoarce,” adăugă Lilit, „voi repara litera Şin.”
Această remarcă i se păru foarte stranie lui Dumnezeu. Deşi lumea nu avea decât optsprezece zile, Cel Sfânt nu se aştepta ca cineva să repare lucrurile. Dumnezeu a făcut lucrurile şi oamenii aveau grijă de ele – sau nu, însă nimeni nu avea să le repare, nici om, nici Dumnezeu.
Dumnezeu se mai gândea încă la această ciudăţenie când s-a întors Lilit. Ridică bucăţile de sticlă şi le aranjă în forma pe care o numim Şin. „Lucrarea ta se reflectă în această nouă formă,” spuse Lilit, „dar reflectă de asemenea umanitatea,” aşa cum fiecare persoană este o reflectare a Divinului.”
„Cum să folosim litera Şin?” întrebă Dumnezeu, încântat de ceea ce tocmai spusese prima femeie.
„Ca prima literă a unui salut,” sugeră aceasta. Ne va aduce aminte de faptul că putem să îţi comunicăm ceea ce avem de spus.” Dumnezeu dădu din cap afirmativ. „De asemenea,” fie ca acelaşi cuvânt să semnifice pace, pentru că fiecare dintre noi poate aduce pacea – indiferent dacă pacea este întreruptă de un copil care plânge, o neînţelegere între prieteni sau chiar între popoare. Cuvântul acesta ne va aduce aminte de faptul că lucrurile făcute bucăţi pot fi reparate.”
Din nou, Dumnezeu fu de acord cu Lilit, dar adăugă, „Fie ca Şin să fie şi prima literă a cuvântului ascultă.”
„Da,” spuse Lilit, trebuie să te ascultăm.”
„Iar eu îi voi asculta pe toţi cei care mă caută,” spuse Dumnezeu.

Şi aşa a fost. Şi aşa va fi mereu.

- sursa:

Thursday, October 28, 2010

The hero's journey (3) - Return


1. Refusal of the Return
So why, when all has been achieved, the ambrosia has been drunk, and we have conversed with the gods, why come back to normal life with all its cares and woes?

2. The Magic Flight
Sometimes the hero must escape with the boon, if it is something that the gods have been jealously guarding. It can be just as adventurous and dangerous returning from the journey as it was to go on it.

3. Rescue from Without
Just as the hero may need guides and assistants to set out on the quest, often times he or she must have powerful guides and rescuers to bring them back to everyday life, especially if the person has been wounded or weakened by the experience. Or perhaps the person doesn't realize that it is time to return, that they can return, or that others need their boon.

4. The Crossing of the Return Threshold
The trick in returning is to retain the wisdom gained on the quest, to integrate that wisdom into a human life, and then maybe figure out how to share the wisdom with the rest of the world. This is usually extremely difficult.

5. Master of the Two Worlds
In myth, this step is usually represented by a transcendental hero like Jesus or Buddha. For a human hero, it may mean achieving a balance between the material and spiritual. The person has become comfortable and competent in both the inner and outer worlds.

6. Freedom to Live
Mastery leads to freedom from the fear of death, which in turn is the freedom to live. This is sometimes referred to as living in the moment, neither anticipating the future nor regretting the past.

- Joseph Campbell

The hero's journey (2) - Initiation


1. The Road of Trials
The road of trials is a series of tests, tasks, or ordeals that the person must undergo to begin the transformation. Often the person fails one or more of these tests, which often occur in threes.

2. The Meeting with the Goddess
The meeting with the goddess represents the point in the adventure when the person experiences a love that has the power and significance of the all-powerful, all encompassing, unconditional love that a fortunate infant may experience with his or her mother. It is also known as the "hieros gamos", or sacred marriage, the union of opposites, and may take place entirely within the person. In other words, the person begins to see him or herself in a non-dualistic way. This is a very important step in the process and is often represented by the person finding the other person that he or she loves most completely. Although Campbell symbolizes this step as a meeting with a goddess, unconditional love and /or self unification does not have to be represented by a woman.

3. Woman as the Temptress
At one level, this step is about those temptations that may lead the hero to abandon or stray from his or her quest, which as with the Meeting with the Goddess does not necessarily have to be represented by a woman. For Campbell, however, this step is about the revulsion that the usually male hero may feel about his own fleshy/earthy nature, and the subsequent attachment or projection of that revulsion to women. Woman is a metaphor for the physical or material temptations of life, since the hero-knight was often tempted by lust from his spiritual journey.

4. Atonement with the Father
In this step the person must confront and be initiated by whatever holds the ultimate power in his or her life. In many myths and stories this is the father, or a father figure who has life and death power. This is the center point of the journey. All the previous steps have been moving in to this place, all that follow will move out from it. Although this step is most frequently symbolized by an encounter with a male entity, it does not have to be a male; just someone or thing with incredible power. For the transformation to take place, the person as he or she has been must be "killed" so that the new self can come into being. Sometime this killing is literal, and the earthly journey for that character is either over or moves into a different realm.

5. Apotheosis
To apotheosize is to deify. When someone dies a physical death, or dies to the self to live in spirit, he or she moves beyond the pairs of opposites to a state of divine knowledge, love, compassion and bliss. This is a god-like state; the person is in heaven and beyond all strife. A more mundane way of looking at this step is that it is a period of rest, peace and fulfillment before the hero begins the return.

6. The Ultimate Boon
The ultimate boon is the achievement of the goal of the quest. It is what the person went on the journey to get. All the previous steps serve to prepare and purify the person for this step, since in many myths the boon is something transcendent like the elixir of life itself, or a plant that supplies immortality, or the holy grail.

- Joseph Campbell

The hero's journey (1) - Departure


1. The Call to Adventure
The call to adventure is the point in a person’s life when they are first given notice that everything is going to change, whether they know it or not.

2. Refusal of the Call
Often when the call is given, the future hero refuses to heed it. This may be from a sense of duty or obligation, fear, insecurity, a sense of inadequacy, or any of a range of reasons that work to hold the person in his or her current circumstances.

3. Supernatural Aid
Once the hero has committed to the quest, consciously or unconsciously, his or her guide and magical helper appears, or becomes known.

4. The Crossing of the First Threshold
This is the point where the person actually crosses into the field of adventure, leaving the known limits of his or her world and venturing into an unknown and dangerous realm where the rules and limits are not known.

5. The Belly of the Whale
The belly of the whale represents the final separation from the hero’s known world and self. It is sometimes described as the person’s lowest point, but it is actually the point when the person is between or transitioning between worlds and selves. The separation has been made, or is being made, or being fully recognized between the old world and old self and the potential for a new world/self. The experiences that will shape the new world and self will begin shortly, or may be beginning with this experience which is often symbolized by something dark, unknown and frightening. By entering this stage, the person shows their willingness to undergo a metamorphosis, to die to him or herself. "

Joseph Campbell

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


"Is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear."

Ambrose Redmoon

Saturday, October 23, 2010

The Physics of the Quest

"...I've come to believe that there exists in the universe something I call "The Physics of The Quest" - a force of nature governed by laws as real as the laws gravity or momentum. And the rule of Quest Physics maybe goes like this: "If you are brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting (which can be anything from your house to your bitter old resentments) and set out on a truth-seeking journey (either externally or internally), and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue, and if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher, and if you are prepared - most of all - to face (and forgive) some very difficult realities about yourself....then truth will not be witheld from you."

- Eat, pray, love (Elizabeth Gilbert)

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

You can never go back

"You can never be less than what you've become and be happy."

- Abraham/Hicks

You will blossom

"A flower starts deep under the dirt and has to fight against gravity in the darkness before finally breaking free and opening its bloom to the sun. You may feel like you're in darkness and everything around you is muddy, but keep pushing toward the Light and when the time is right, you will burst into blossom."

Friday, October 1, 2010

I miss you

And I am missing you not because there is an emptiness i expect you to fulfill, but because i miss sharing the fullfillment with you...

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Play your part

"And do not worry about what others do. Believe that God also speaks to them, and that they are as engaged as you are in discovering the meaning of life."

- Paulo Coelho (Brida)

Monday, September 20, 2010

A deeper level of Reality...

“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.”

- Judy Garland

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Why do we have to listen to our hearts?

- “Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you’ll find your treasure.”
- “But my heart is agitated,” the boy said. “It has its dreams, it gets emotional, and it’s become passionate over a woman of the desert. It asks things of me, and it keeps me from sleeping many nights, when I’m thinking about her.”
- “Well, that’s good. Your heart is alive. Keep listening to what it has to say.”
- “My heart is a traitor,” the boy said to the alchemist, when they had paused to rest the horses. “It doesn’t want me to go on.”
- “That makes sense. Naturally it’s afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you’ve won.”
- “Well, then, why should I listen to my heart?”
- “Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what you’re thinking about life and about the world.”
- “You mean I should listen, even if it’s treasonous?”
- “Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because you’ll know its dreams and wishes, and will know how to deal with them.
- “My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer,” the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky.
- “Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.”

- Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Our life lesson

Past: Twin flames (Aengus)
This card indicates a twin-flame relationship which is the deepest form of romantic love. Once twin-flames find each other, everything in their life reaches new heights of love and light. The person you are inquiring about is your twin flame or soul-mate.

Present: Freedom (Hina)
Walk away from restrictions and be free! You have the power and the right to change your life so that you experience more freedom. Be assertive and say "no" to anyone who's overstepping boundaries with you.

Future: Fertility (Pan)
This card signifies that it's a very fertile time for you. That is an ideal time for the conception of a baby or new projects. Since everything is in its infancy stage, have patience with the growth process. Just nurture yourself and your projects so that you stay strong and fertile.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


"The whole world can love you, but that love will not make you happy. What will make you happy is to share all the love you have inside you. That is the love that will make a difference."

don Miguel Ruiz

Saturday, September 4, 2010

I could have.

"What does this phrase mean? At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn’t. The magic moments go unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything.
But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

I’m going to fight for your love. There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end. You are worth it."

- Paulo Coelho


"One doesn’t love in order to do what is good or to help or to protect someone. If we act that way, we are perceiving the other as a simple object, and we seeing ourselves as wise and generous persons. This has nothing to do with love. To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God."

- Paulo Coelho

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Free ...?

"There are none so enslaved as those who falsely believe they are free."

- Goethe

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

(Not) good enough

You were always good enough for me, you were just not good enough for you...

Sunday, August 22, 2010

The man with the child in his eyes

I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day that's been.
I realise he's there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.

Nobody knows about my man.
They think he's lost on some horizon.
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man I've never known before,
Telling me about the sea,
All his love, 'til eternity.

Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.

He's very understanding,
And he's so aware of all my situations.
And when I stay up late,
He's always waiting, but I feel him hesitate.

Oh, I'm so worried about my love.
They say, "No, no, it won't last forever."
And here I am again, my girl,
Wondering what on Earth I'm doing here.
Maybe he doesn't love me.
I just took a trip on my love for him.

Ooh, he's here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.

- Kate Bush


...I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.

- Unknown author

To build or to plant

"In life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant.
The builders may take year over their tasks, but one day, they finish what they're doing. Then they find they're hemmed in by their own walls. Life loses its meaning when the buil...ding stops.
Then there are those who plant. They endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the seasons, and they rarely rest. But, unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires the gardener's constant attention, it also allows life the gardener to be a great adventure.
Gardeners always recognize each other, because they know that in the history of each plant lies the growth of the whole world."

- Paulo Coelho

Saturday, August 21, 2010

The book of love

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything

The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from

Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings

- Peter Gabriel

Friday, August 20, 2010

Come out of the closet !

"It's time for you to make your real feelings and beliefs known. This card asks you to reveal who you really are to yourself and others. This may involve a heart-to-heart discussion with a loved one or allowing other people to see your true nature. As a result of coming out of the closet, your relationships will deepen because you'll know that you're loved for who you really are.

Amaterasu is the Japanese Shinto sun goddess who was so bright and radiant that her parents sent her to Heavens, where she now shines down upon humanity. Amaterasu became upset when her brother the storm god was demolishing the planet, so she hid herself in a cave in protest, and the world grew cold and dark. (...) "

- Doreen virtue (Ascendent Masters Oracle cards)

Today i asked a question and this is the answer i received.
Now i know that you will "come out of the cave"...when you will realize the shining beauty of your true Self.

You are still You, shining through, no matter how dark the night...

Thursday, August 12, 2010


I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need is behind every door
Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
The feeling sometimes, wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though you never belong
This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
I truly understand, Please, don't cry now

Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you

Being like you are
Well this is something else, who would comprehend?

But some that do, lay claim that
Divine purpose blesses them
That's not what I believe, it doesn't matter anyway
A part of your soul ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last, I'm still not sure
What I do know is, to use the world is different
As we are to the world but, I guess you would know that...

- VNV Nation

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

We don’t see things as they are

We see them as we are.

-Anais Nin

Do more

Do more than belong: participate.
Do more than care: help.
Do more than believe: practice.
Do more than be fair: be kind.
Do more than forgive: forget.
Do more than dream: work.

- William Arthur Ward

Before you

Before you speak, listen.
Before you write, think.
Before you spend, earn.
Before you invest, investigate.
Before you criticize, wait.
Before you pray, forgive.
Before you quit, try.
Before you retire, save.
Before you die, give.

- William Arthur Ward

Kill all my demons

and my angels might die too."

- Tennessee Williams

Fericirea care nu durează

nu e fericire - e un mizerabil stupefiant."

- Camil Petrescu

Friday, August 6, 2010

Killing me softly, with your kiss...

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word.
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!”

- Oscar Wilde

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

A thousand years

"A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face

I still love you
I still want you

A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortunes child to judge anothers crimes
Or wear this pilgrims cloak, or be a common thief
Ive kept this single faith, I have but one belief

I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
til you love me..."

- Sting


are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you."

- Carlos Ruiz Zafón (The Shadow of the Wind)


"She found him interesting because instead of interrupting her thoughts like everyone else, he joined them."

- Idioglossia (Eleanor Bailey)

Let me put you back togeter

"I barely had time to drop by duffel bag before she jumped into my arms, and the kiss that followed was like its own magic kingdom, complete with its special language and geography, fabulous myths and wonders for the ages. And when she pulled back and whispered, “I missed you so much,” I felt as if I’d been put back together after spending a year cut in half."

- "Dear John"


"Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground."

- Judith Thurman

No choice is a choice

"I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities.
But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all."

- Janet Fitch

Saturday, July 31, 2010


Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home

May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

- Blake Shelton/Michael Buble

Friday, July 30, 2010

Silent lucidity

Hush now don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye
You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head

Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game of life
So here it is, another chance
Wide awake you face the day
Your dream is over or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run to in the night
Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize it
And you were scared

It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the tears
And ride the whims of your mind
Commanding in another world
Suddenly you hear and see
This magic new dimension

I will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see
The walls you built within
Oh, come tumbling down
And a new world will begin

Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly
A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but

I will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you

- Queensryche

Sunday, July 25, 2010


" C-un zambet indraznet privesc in mine
si inima
mi-o prind in mana. Tremurand
imi strang comoara la ureche si ascult.

Imi pare
ca tin in mani o scoica,
in care
prelung si neanteles
rasuna zvonul unei mari necunoscute.

O voi ajunge, voi ajunge
vreodat' pe malul
acelei mari, pe care azi
o simt,
dar nu o vad ? "

- Lucian Blaga

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Becoming 'Whole' before 'Two' becomes 'One'

"It is said that one does not meet their Twin Soul or Twin Flame until they have learned many lessons of love, loss and forgiveness through close Soul Mate relationships, that the heart is made resilient and strong through pain and loss, and must be so to face the intensity of being with the other half of their soul.

Many people who have met their Twin Soul had experienced a “Dark Night of the Soul”, or a major spiritual transformation just prior to meeting, or upon meeting this soul. It’s almost as if you need to be “emptied out” emotionally, spiritually and mentally as a test of your spirit. Meeting your “other half” can be a magical, maddening experience that opens your perceptions. Some experience an opening of their psychic awareness as their heart expands in this unbounded and unconditional love. The fact is, your life will not be the same, and whether you perceive this as a gift or a curse is the challenge of your soul’s evolution. Twin Soul love cannot exist in a codependent, ego-based relationship, or from a perceived “need” that the other person will make you whole. Both must often face separations while they strengthen their own connection to Spirit and find their strength and purpose on their own.

Each half will find balance in their male/female, yin/yang before union. When both halves of the Soul become strong pillars on their own, have healed and resolved karmic ties in the present life, then they can unite to fulfill their Divine purpose, but the challenges do not end. There is an intensity that can be frightening when dealing with your mirror, your weaknesses and strengths magnified, unresolved issues and wounds painfully open to push you to further healing, or cause ego to run from the relationship in fear. It’s important for Twin Souls to find their greater purpose, whether it’s a task they will accomplish together, or alone, there will be work to be done.

Twin Souls are linked together throughout eternity, even when they are physically apart. No matter how far the twins are from each other, they are eternally connected to one another by a silvery/blue cord which can NEVER be severed. They are also connected to their higher selves by a similar silver cord which is attached to the crown chakra."

- Harusami

Friday, July 23, 2010

The time is close

"Your goals can be accomplished now, but it requires a little more plodding along on your part. It has seemed like two steps forward and one back, for a while now. This energy is about the change, even if you don't believe it to be so. Everything happens for a reason and what is happening now is going to turn out better for you in the long run. There is a certain amount of karma and fulfilling of old agreements involved in the mix.
Today and through the weekend refuse to engage your energy in any type of argument. Just agree to disagree because the other person is going to remain firmly stuck in their point of view and there won't be anything you can do to change it. So don't waste your time trying.
For those facing the "Dark Night of the Soul" know that soon you will be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. A bit of self-focus is needed now and that doesn't mean narcissism. It means examining who you are and what you came to do and getting the map out and planning a route. Even if you don't now have a "vehicle" sitting in your driveway with which to get you were you want to go, know that one will be provided.
Let go of the need to dictate the make, model, color, and sound system and you will be pleasantly surprised."

- Dyan

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

What if the birds...

...are Angels in disguise ?
And they sing to you the love song of your heart...?


Undying love
"The love you have shared is eternal, regardless of the situation."

Isolt was a Celtic goddess trapped in a tragic love triangle between her husband, King Mark of Cornwall and Sir Tristan, a handsome and noble Knight.
Throughout the story, Isolt was courageous in dealing with her respect for her husband and her profound love for Tristin.
The message she sends to us is to have faith that the love with your soulmate is eternal, regardless of outward appearances.

- Doreen Virtue (Goddess Oracle tarot cards)

Sunday, July 4, 2010

The Thunder Perfect Mind

"For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin
I am (the mother) and the daughter. . .
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
And the idea whose remembrance is frequent.
I am the voice whose sound is manifold
And the word whose appearance is multiple.
I am the utterance of my name. . . .
I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;
I am the speech that cannot be grasped.
I am the name of the sound
And the sound of the name.
I am the sign of the letter
and the designation of the division. . . "

- Gnostic Sophia (Nag Hammadi library)

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Narcissus and the lake

The Alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth
who daily knelt beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty.
He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell
into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower
was born, which was called the narcissus.
But this was not how the author of the book ended the
He said that when Narcissus died, the Goddesses of the
Forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh
water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.
"Why do you weep?" the Goddesses asked.
"I weep for Narcissus," the lake replied.
"Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus," they
said, "for though we always pursued him in the forest, you
alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand."
"But..... was Narcissus beautiful?" the lake asked.
"Who better than you to know that?" the Goddesses said
in wonder, "After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each
day to contemplate himself!!"
The lake was silent for some time.
Finally it said:
"I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus
was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my
banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty
"What a lovely story," the Alchemist thought.

- The Alchemist (Paulo Coelho)

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Paint the sky with stars

Suddenly before my eyes
Hues of indigo arise
With them how my spirit sighs
Paint the sky with stars

Only night will ever know
Why the heavens never show
All the dreams there are to know
Paint the sky with stars

Who has paced the midnight sky?
So a spirit has to fly
As the heavens seem so far
Now who will paint the midnight star?
Night has brought to those who sleep
Only dreams they cannot keep
I have legends in the deep
Paint the sky with stars

Who has paced the midnight sky?
So a spirit has to fly
As the heavens seem so far
Now who will paint the midnight star?
Place a name upon the night
One to set your heart alight
And to make the darkness bright
Paint the sky with stars.

- Enya

Friday, June 18, 2010

Ten of wands

Card Meaning

"Never lose touch with your true hopes or decline to carry the full weight of the commitment you have made to your dreams. There is a special quality to the 10 of Wands, a singleness of purpose that only those who truly believe can know. The most important answer here is the one that concerns your sense of devotion and willingness to endure ~ to attain a personal goal by not giving up on the spiritual desire to really go all the way to the heart of your feelings and earn the kind of personal respect you know you deserve, a sort of validation for your sense of the meaning and value of love.

In the realm of emotions there is no clear way to speak of love as beginning or ending ~ when it is there, and you know you have found it, what does it matter if sometimes it comes a bit closer or when it seems that it goes a little way off just a bit too far? Give to yourself the very thing that you cannot ask of another ~ absolute unconditional love, and then take forward the wondrous burden with no purpose other than to show that what is and has been shall always be love."


I saw you today

You were watching the sea...thinking of me...

Sunday, June 13, 2010

You are so beautiful

"By seeing the beauty in every face, we lift others into their wisest self, and increase the chances of hearing a synchronistic message."

- James Redfiled (The 11th insight)

Saturday, June 12, 2010

A friend someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."

- Danish proverb

To keep in mind

"There are two things to keep in mind for today and into the weekend.
(1) If you tell it like it is, which you should, there are some that just won't get it because they don't want to get it and they are content in seeing whatever it is through their own perspectives. Say your truth and move forward, unencumbered by the perceptions of anyone else. Certainly you have enough of your own luggage. Choose wisely as to what goes or stays. Be willing to travel lightly.
And (2) move forward we must. So move forward, not alone, but with faith. Move forward even if you don't know where you're going to end up. Just move forward. Have enough faith to go on the journey even if it seems that you don't know a darn thing about anything, and life as you once knew it now has a whole different perspective. Just move forward, and when you see faith standing out there on the side of the road, pick it up and give it a ride. Sometimes, along with the "hope" that we probably can dig out from somewhere in our glove compartment, it's all we have, and guess what? It makes the best traveling companion."

- Dyan

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

...fara Dragoste

"Datoria fără Dragoste îl face pre om arţăgos.
Responsabilitatea fără Dragoste îl face pre om obraznic.
Dreptatea fără Dragoste îl face pre om aspru.
Adevărul fără Dragoste îl face pre om criticant.
Educaţia fără Dragoste îl face pre om cu două feţe.
Mintea fără Dragoste îl face pre om viclean.
Amabilitatea fără Dragoste îl face pre om făţarnic.
Respectarea oarbă a ordinii îl face pre om cicălitor.
Priceperea fără Dragoste îl face pre om îndărătnic.
Puterea fără Dragoste îl face pre om asupritor.
Onoarea fără Dragoste îl face pre om trufaş.
Bogăţia fără Dragoste îl face pre om lacom.
Credinţa fără Dragoste îl face pre om fanatic."

- Sf. Pavel

Friday, June 4, 2010

What is love ?

- “The total absence of fear,” said the Master.
- “What is it we fear?”
- “Love,” said the Master.

- Anthony di Mello

Thursday, June 3, 2010


Rhiannon rings like a bell thru the night
And wouldn't you love to love her
She rules her life like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover...

All your life you've never seen
A woman - taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven
Will you ever win...

She is like a cat in the dark
And then she is the darkness
She rules her life like a fine skylark-
And when the sky is starless-

All your life you've never seen-
A woman - taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven
Will you ever win...

Dreams unwind.
Love's a state of mind.

- Rhiannon (Stevie Nick)

Tuesday, June 1, 2010



I still believe in them...

Thank you for the gift.

Soul contracts

My dear group-souls,

Thank you for honouring your contracts with me.

Thank you for allowing me manifest Love, Forgiveness, Hope, Wisdom, Passion, Enthusiasm, Sadness, Joy, Creativity, Playfulness, Dreaming, Waiting, Enjoying, Adoring, Dissapointment, Fantasy, Dancing, Singing, Smiling, Crying, Happyness...

Thank you for giving me opportunity to manifest and experience LIFE at its fullest !

Starting now i release you and myself from any contracts that may bound our souls.
Let's enjoy Life contract-FREE !

Friday, May 28, 2010

What dreams may come

"Your brain is meat, and rots and disappears. Do you really think that's all there was to you? Like you're in your house right now. You're in your house, that doesn't mean you are your house. House falls down, you get out and walk away.
Sometimes, when you lose, you win."

- 'What dreams may come' (the movie)

Deep down

the waters are still.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

We are not

human beings having a spiritual experience.
We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Rainbow Tribe

The sun rose on a magical new day...
Over the whole earth they came,
The people of every colour,
Sister, Brother, Father, Mother
Traveling over many a land
People of the Rainbow
Children of the Way,
with a fresh glow
Finding their way
Star within...
More and more joined,
a song for the soul...
A new way to live,
A new way to see,
It happened this way...
And a new song,
It came from within
If you can find the Star,
Within then you will find...
What is... What was...
And what will be... you see,
It happened this way...
from within,
The people of the Way
The Rainbow Tribe...

- Author Unknown

Walk on a rainbow trail

Walk on a trail of song,
and all about you will be beauty.
There is a way out of every dark mist,
over a rainbow trail.

- Navajo song

Friday, May 7, 2010

I seem to

have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever...

- Rabindranath Tagore

This song of mine

will wind its music around you,
my child, like the fond arms of love.
The song of mine will touch your forehead
like a kiss of blessing.
When you are alone it will sit by your side and
whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd
it will fence you about with aloofness.
My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams,
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.
It will be like the faithful star overhead
when dark night is over your road.
My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.
And when my voice is silenced in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.

- Rabindranath Tagore

Oh, Great Spirit

whose voice I hear in the winds
and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me.
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and wisdom.

Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes
ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made
and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand
the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.

I seek strength, not to be superior to my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy - myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes,
so when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit will come to you
without shame.

-- Lakota - Chief Yellow Lark - 1887

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Romanul trandafirului

Mulţi oameni spun că visele
Nu sunt decât fabule şi minciuni.
Dar poţi să visezi aşa un vis,
Care cu siguranţă să nu fie minciună
Şi mai apoi să se arate adevărat.
Clară este dovada
Adusă de celebra viziune
Arătată regelui Scipio
Despre care a scris Macrobiu
Pentru că în vise binevoia să creadă.
Mai mult, dacă cineva crede sau spune,
Că e o prostie sau o nebunie
Să crezi că ele se realizează,
Atunci aceia nebun să mă numească;
Căci eu sincer cred
Că un vis este un avertisment

Al bunelor şi relelor ce ne aşteaptă;
Şi mulţi, visând, pretind
Că noaptea lucrurile sunt confuze
Şi doar apoi limpezi se văd.

- Guillaume de Lorris şi Jean de Meung

Chemycal wedding

You are cordially invited to a Royal Wedding!

Today – today – today
Is the wedding of the King.
If you are born for this,
Chosen by God for joy,
You may ascend the mount
Whereon three temples stand
And see the Thing yourself.
Take heed,
Observe yourself!
If you’re not clean enough,
The wedding can work ill.
Perjure here at your peril;
He who is light, beware!

- Christian Rosenkreutz

Saturday, May 1, 2010


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

- Max Ehrmann

Something beautiful

May the Grace of God be with you always, in your heart
May you know the truth inside you from the start
May you find the strength to know that you are a
Part of something beautiful...

And I thought that I saw, a light Shine, I thought that I saw a light shine
Yes, I thought, that I saw, a light Shine; I think I see a light shine, now...

- Alexi Murdoch

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Today i received the Oscar !

Remember some time ago i was confessing i feel like i am playing in a movie - the story of my life - and i am nominated for the best female role...?
Well, guess what ! Today i received the Oscar :)
On Facebook - opening the Lifebox ;))

Isn't that cool ??? :))

Monday, April 26, 2010

Only time

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows, only time?
And who can say if your love grows,
As your hearth chose, only time?

Who can say why your heart sights,
As your live flies, only time?
And who can say why your heart cries
when your love lies, only time?

Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be ,in your heart?
and who can say when the day sleeps,
and the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart.....

Who can say if your love groves,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Who knows? Only time
Who knows? Only time

- Enya

Friday, April 16, 2010

Believe me

If all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own,
And they cheeks unprofaned by a tear,
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known,
To which time will but make thee more dear;
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close,
As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets,
The same look which she turned when he rose.

- Thomas Moore

Longing to be with Thee

"Give me, good Lord, a longing to be with Thee: not for the avoiding of the calamities of this wicked world, nor so much for the avoiding of the pains of Purgatory, nor the pains of Hell neither, nor so much for the attaining of the joys of Heaven in respect of mine own commodity, as even for a very love of Thee."

- Thomas More

Thursday, April 15, 2010

I'm a swan - a black one

Aengus - Twin Flame

"This card indicates a twin-flame relationship which is the deepest form of romantic love. To form such a partnership, you must follow your inner guidance, learn personal-growth lessons, and have patience with Divine timing. Once twin flames find each other, everything in their life reaches new heights of love and light.

Additional meanings for this car:
The person that you're enquiring about is your soul mate or twin flame * You will soon be with your twin flame * Keep your heart open, stay positive, and follow your guidance to manifest prayers about your life.

Aengus is a Celtic god who helps soul mates and twin flames meet and enjoy harmonious relationships. (A twin flame is an even closer and more eternal version of a soul-mate relationship.) He helps lovers resolve arguments with his magical harp music and healing kisses. When Aengus first saw a beautiful maiden named Caer, he fell deeply in love. Aengus followed Caer until he found her bound to swans by silver chains. Aengus transformed himself into a swan so that he'd be forever bound to his twin flame. Call upon Aengus to meet your soul mate or twin flame, and to resolve quarrels in love relationships."

- Ascendent Masters Oracle cards (Doreen Virtue)

Monday, April 12, 2010

My heart was home again

So it goes history shows deserts must expand
And camels sail like wooden ships like women on the strand
There's sand on Second Avenue
And the wind blows like a train
Taxis line uplike a string of pearls around the block again

And I remembered everything and every window pane
Every word came back to me the way it used to be
Then I saw your face across the street and my heart was home again

There's a bus that leaves at eight fifteen and another one at ten
Should I climb aboard risk everything and ride it to the end
Watch the hills like roller coasters up against the sky
And wish that you were here by me so close that I could die
You said love wrecks everything and none of us survive
So I got over you last night and I am still alive
Then I saw your face across the street and my heart was home again

And I remembered everything and every window pane
Every word came back to me the way it used to be
And then I saw your face across the street and my heart was home again.

- Josh Groban

You raise me up

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You raise me up... To more than I can be.

You are still you

Through the darkness,
I can see your light
And you will always shine
And I can feel your heart in mine
Your face I've memorized
I idolize just you
I look up to
everything you are
In my eyes you do no wrong
I've loved you for so long
And after all is said and done
You're still you
After all, you're still you

You walk past me
I can feel your pain
Time changes everything
One truth always stays the same
You're still you
After all, you're still you

I look up to
Everything you are
In my eyes you do no wrong
And I believe in you
Although you never asked me to
I will remember you
And what life put you through
And in this cruel and lonely world
I found one love
You're still you
After all, you're still you

(lyrics by Linda Thompson )

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Twin Flame decree

"In the name of the Christ I call to the blessed I am presence of our twin flames for the sealing of our hearts as one, for the victory of our mission to humanity. I invoke the light of the Holy Spirit for the consuming of all negative karma limiting the full expression of our divine identity and the fulfillment of our divine plan."

- Soul Mates and Twin Flames (Elizabeth Clare Prophet)

Axioma of Maria

"One becomes two, two becomes three, and out of the third comes the one as the fourth."

- Mary the Jewess


An angelic being has descended to the topmost part of a high mountain, from a raised arm holding an urn into which flows, along an inverted parabolic curve, distilled liquid that also flows onto the Earth from the open beak of an alembic.
In her or his right hand (ie, on the left of the card) she or he holds riding reins.

For a long time now I have considered this card to be vitally important as principal depiction of the Alchemical process within the deck. One of the early depictions very similar to Temperance (yet unrelated tot he virtue) is of Mary (Miriam) the Jewess, an important early alchemist and supposed inventor of various alchemical implements, holding aloft in one hand a vessel, from which pours liquid into another at her feet.

This feminine aspect, as both early alchemist but also of the mixing-of-the-waters of life, and the 'alchemical' transformation of juice to wine, and thence its further distillation to alcohol, seemed to me to be central. At the same time, there is then the process of tempering the effects of the distilled spirit by adding to it water.

Here, then, are the waters of Life distilled and remixed in an ongoing process of dual movement.

Some early depictions of Temperance, as a virtue, used the symbol of reins rather than of water-and-wine vessels. This aspect of 'reining' in one's passions, of taking hold of one's inner horses, seemed to also be an important concept that has been somewhat dropped (perhaps aptly) in Tarot's development.

At her foot is another alchemical symbol par excellence: the lit athanor, within whose flames stand the spirits of fire, sacrificed as pelicans for its own offsprings of flame, re-kindling the life of the phœnix, distilling the liquid to pour out its spirit via the open beak of the alembic (the etymological root of 'alembic' is from the Greek 'ambix' meaning 'cup').

Temperance in Greek is Sophrosyne (σωφροσúνη), and even before becoming one of the cardinal virtues is used to describe a person of clear and balanced thought (and mind) who acts in total accordance of his or her individual and specific nature. Thus, a temperate ruler is one who, amongst other things, exercises rulership. A temperate individual is one who acts in accord with his or her essential being.

More than other virtues, temperance can be seen to emerge when there is appropriate coming together of love and reason. More than any other virtue, then, it seems to depict that ultimate reach of humanity's quest for inner integration and balanced outer expression.

Card Meaning
I normally pair each Atouts according to their Roman numerals, and therefore see a close rapport between this and Atout IIII - the Emperor (who also has important alchemical symbolic references). The higher numbered card may be seen, according to this pairing, as the inner aspect that is play.

The card in a reading may indicate that an appropriate mixing of ingredients pertinent to the situation at hand is either taking place, or is at this time needed. It may also be an indication that what is called for is that the individual is called upon to be him or herself!

- Aeclectic

Saturday, April 10, 2010

My life according to Depeche Mode

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST or GROUP, cleverly answer these questions.

Pick your Artist:
Depeche Mode

Are you a male or female:
"Happiest girl"

Describe yourself:
"Sweetest perfection"

How do you feel:

Describe where you currently live:
"Behind the wheel"

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
"My secret garden"

Your favorite form of transportation?
"Dream on"

Your best friend?
"Personal Jesus"

You and your best friend are:

What's the weather like:

Favorite time of day:
"Waiting for the night"

If your life was a TV show what would it be called?
"The Sun and the Rainfall"

What is life to you:
"Love in itself"

Your relationship:

Your fear:
"Lie to me"

What is the best advice you have to give:
"Nothing to fear"

Thought for the Day:
"I feel loved"

My motto:
"Enjoy the silence"

There's an angel on your shoulder

Though you may not know she's there,
She watches over you day and night
And keeps you in her care.

There's an angel on your shoulder
Watching you learn and grow
Keeping you safe from danger
And nurturing your soul.

She'll be there through your triumphs
She'll dance on clouds with pride,
She'll hold your hands through
disappointments and fears,
Standing faithfully by your side.

In her lifetime this angel was strong and true,
And stood up for what was right.
In your life you'll be faced with decisions and trials
And she'll shine down her guiding light.

Life holds so much in store for you,
So remember as you grow older,
There are no heights you cannot reach
'Cause there's an angel on your shoulder."


Thursday, April 8, 2010

Come fly with me

Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze
There's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away

Come fly with me, let's float down to Peru
In llama land there's a one-man band
And he'll toot his flute for you
Come fly with me, let's take off in the blue

Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide, starry-eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear angels cheer 'cause we're together

Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
You just say the words and we'll beat the birds
Down to Acapulco Bay
It's perfect for a flying honeymoon, they say
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away

Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide, starry-eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear angels cheer 'cause we're together

- Frank Sinatra (Songwriters: Cahn, Sammy;Van Heusen,Jimmy)

This is a man's world...

This is a man's world, this is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl

You see, man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the trains to carry heavy loads
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark

This is a man's, a man's, a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl

Man thinks about a little baby girls and a baby boys
Man makes then happy 'cause man makes them toys
And after man has made everything, everything he can
You know that man makes money to buy from other man

This is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl

He's lost in the wilderness
He's lost in bitterness

- James Brown & Luciano Pavarotti

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

3 answers

Two of coins

Light and dark, red and gold, male and female, cup and wand, blood and lymph - all these dualities suggested by the arum lily against its dark and light background contrast and play against each other. Instead of showing opposition, their interplay lets emerge the essential unity that we can reach when we accept duality and the opposites inside ourselves and the world around us. Duality and the passage from one state to another are the ingredients of change and growth, and balancing them allows us to enter into the flow of change with trust.

Two of cups

This card of two people looking into each other's eyes is one of the easiest to read - it is recognition of love, of a friend or soul mate. It predicts that you will find someone who 'knows' you, and you, in turn, will 'know' them. It is a very Romeo & Juliet card. So, there is the direction for that swelling of emotion within you, toward this other person.

The Tower

Card meaning
As the Fool leaves the throne of the Goat God, he comes upon a Tower, fantastic, magnificent, and familiar. In fact, The Fool, himself, helped build this Tower back when the most important thing to him was making his mark on the world and proving himself better than other men. Inside the Tower, at the top, arrogant men still live, convinced of their rightness. Seeing the Tower again, the Fool feels as if lightning has just flashed across his mind; he thought he'd left that old self behind when he started on this spiritual journey. But he realizes now that he hasn't. He's been seeing himself, like the Tower, like the men inside, as alone and singular and superior, when in fact, he is no such thing. So captured is he by the shock of this insight, that he opens his mouth and releases a SHOUT! And to his astonishment and terror, as if the shout has taken form, a bolt of actual lightning slashes down from the heavens, striking the Tower and sending its residents leaping out into the waters below.

In a moment, it is over. The Tower is rubble, only rocks remaining. Stunned and shaken to the core, the Fool experiences grief, profound fear and disbelief. But also, a strange clarity of vision, as if his inner eye has finally opened. He tore down his resistance to change and sacrifice (Hanged man), then broke free of his fear and preconceptions of death (Death); he dissolved his belief that opposites cannot be merged (Temperance) and shattered the chains of ambition and desire (The Devil). But here and now, he has done what was hardest: destroyed the lies he held about himself. What's left is the bare, absolute truth. On this he can rebuild his soul.

- Aeclectic

Monday, March 29, 2010

Jophiel and Christine

Archangel and Archeia of Illumination and Wisdom
Yellow ray

" Archangel Jophiel and Archeia Christine bring down the wisdom from the Godhead. They direct the yellow ray. This ray anchored in the crown chakra at the top of the head. The second ray beams forth to earth most strongly on Sunday. The Archangel and Archeia of the yellow ray focus their presence in their retreat above the Great Wall of China near Lanchow.

Angels and saints in history, art, and literature are pictured with a gold halo encircling their head. Even stalwart Christians recognize the yellow ray of wisdom through depiction of this golden halo. The Hindus recognized the crown chakra as a divine yellow seat of God's wisdom and illumination. Through this chakra we are inspired with higher knowledge and tap into the mind of God.

There is not much written in traditional lore about Archangel Jophiel. He is known as the angel of beauty, for his name in Hebrew translates to "beauty of God." It is generally believed that Jophiel drove Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eden. Not surprisingly, Jophiel guarded the Tree of Knowledge, which played a crucial role in their expulsion from paradise. The metaphor for the beginning of the separation of man's thought from the divine was when Eve tasted the fruit of knowledge, thus breaking the "at-one-ment" with God.

When Eve bit into the apple she began to perceive both evil and good. The introduction of evil led mankind to forget what absolute truth was. Everything would become relative, and man could no longer distinguish absolute goodness from the good that is only good in comparison to evil.

So the mission of these twin flames is to illuminate mankind with understanding of the teachings of Christ, Mohammed, and all the other prophets and angels. The flames represent the phrase "I AM Light," which is a feeling that descends upon enlightened souls. Jesus said, "I am the way, the truth, and the light." In other words, he is saying "the wisdom that I bring you is God's wisdom and I bring it to you to use in your life."
Whenever there is a spark of inspiration toward spiritual growth, the angels of illumination are brought in to magnetize that fusion.

Christine, Jophiel's divine complement, acts as the shrine for wisdom. As the feminine complement of wisdom, she represents constancy, that which is steadfast and changeless. Often someone who is so lost in thought cannot focus long enough to translate all his or her great ideas into material creation. This person needs the balance of constancy. Many intellectuals need the energies of Christine to make them practical. "

- Angels of Love and Light (Linn Fisher)

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Two of Swords

Two swords, crossed, have been thrust point down into the grass of a green meadow. A blue flower has grown over and around them, binding them together with it's viney stem. A white dove flies in the blue sky and mountains rise on the horizon.

In the system that underlies the tarot the suit of swords is usually related to the element of air, denoting the active process of the intellect. The number two is the first even number, symbolic of duality. The singularity of one is no longer alone. Two is the ying and the yang, the male and the female, the sacred marriage whoes product is the three.

Qabbalistically the two relates to Chokmah, the second sphere on the tree of life, and in this context the twos can be seen as the first true manifestation of each element. In the suit of swords this first manifestation is peace. The mind is at rest, ready to act when action becomes necessary, poised in an infinite momment of calm.

The crossed swords thrust upright into the grass, perfectly balanced in their symmetry, symbolise the idea of peace, of balance and of harmony. The men or women that might wield these swords appear to have forsaken them, leaving them standing for so long that a blue flower has grown over them, binding them together. The war is over, or it has not yet begun, peace has been made and hostilities have been averted, for the present at least.

The blue flower is a lesser periwinkle, a plant whoes medicinal properties include lowering blood pressure and staunching bleeding. Both of these properties tie into the idea of peace, as does the white dove that flies above them in the calm sky. Yet at any time the swords may be drawn free of the ground, the plant cut back by the withdrawing blades. The swords have not been abandoned, they have been left in readiness. The mind, assaulted by thoughts is rarely and briefly at peace.

The crossed position of the swords also creates the impression of a barrier, as do the mountains in the distance. This indicates that the mind can be imprisoned by it's thoughts, unable to move either forward or back. It is constrained until, achieving that momment of perfect peace and clarity, can soar as free as the bird in the sky.

Card Meaning
Peace, balance and harmony. Clarity of thought and of mind. That momment of perfect stillness when all becomes clear. The calm before the storm. Friendship between enemies.

- Aeclectic

Friday, March 26, 2010

I’m not telling you it is going to be easy

I’m telling you it’s going to be worth it.

-Art Williams

Everything speaks, including nothing

"More often than not is it better to listen than talk. Today's challenge is to hear what is really being said and to try to understand why it's being said. We can't hear or absorb much of anything with all the crazy mind chatter we've got going on. If you can quiet down all this worry, fear, mind frenzy, and to-do list that you've got going on, you'll be able to make forward progress. What is accomplished with all of this energy that only serves to make you spin out of control like a child's toy top from days of old? Spirit asks you to ask yourself what is it that has you so frightened and frazzled? Why do you think you're alone? Why do you imagine yourselves abandoned? Where is your trust and faith? Why do you attach yourselves to outcomes, rather than allow energy to flow? We're in a gigantic course correction that will ultimately bring us to much better results than the ways in which we view things now. If you don't believe that, you are in your own way. Let go of what you think you know and listen. Everything speaks, including nothing."

- Dyan

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Despre inimi

Se zice că odată trăia un om cu o inimă perfectă. Fără pată. Fără cusur. Se adunau oamenii în jurul lui şi se minunau. Nimeni niciodată nu a mai văzut o inimă atât de perfectă.
Într-o zi însă, un bătrân s-a abătut prin acele locuri şi a văzut mulţime mare. S-a dus şi el să vadă de ce atâta zarvă. Când a ajuns în dreptul tânărului cu inima frumoasă, mulţimea s-a dat câţiva paşi în spate, apoi a început să râdă şi să-l arate cu degetul. Râdeau şi se ţineau cu mâinile de burtă. Râdeau de inima bătrânului. O inimă chircită, ciobită, cu răni adânci, cusută ici şi colo. Unlele cioburi abia dacă se mai ţineau şi stăteau să cadă. Urâtă inimă avea bătrânul. Ce diferenţă cruntă era între cei doi.
Tânărul şi-a mângâiat inima frumoasă cu mânile-amândouă.
Bătrânul şi-a mângâiat inima ciobită cu mâini obosite, apoi a spus: „Ce inimă frumoasă are tânărul acesta! Dar n-aş schimba-o niciodată cu a lui pentru că el n-a iubit“.
Mulţimea a început să murmure. Îl credea nebun. Cine n-ar fi vrut o inimă atât de frumoasă în schimbul uneia atât de urâte!
„Cândva am iubit mult şi-am fost fericit“, a spus bătrânul mai mult pentru el. „Şi pentru că am iubit prea mult inima mea s-a rupt în două. Dar după un timp, am adunat cioburile şi le-am lipit la loc. Am iubit iar şi am fost iar fericit. Dar inima mea s-a rupt din nou şi din nou... Am tot strâns cioburi şi le-am tot lipit. Mereu şi mereu. Şi de se-ntâmplă să mai cadă cioburi, le adun, le şterg de praf şi le păstrez...“, a spus bătrânul aplecându-se şi culegând un ciob de inimă de la picioarele mulţimii. „Da da. Am iubit!“ a mai spus bătrânul îndepărtându-se.
Oamenii au rămas pe gânduri şi în timp ce bătrânul se pierdea în zare, au spus: „Ce inimă frumoasă avea bătrânul...“ Apoi au plecat şi ei, rând pe rând, şi l-au lăsat singur pe tânărul cu inima lui preafrumoasă.

Monday, March 22, 2010


fais de moi un instrument de ta paix,
Là où est la haine, que je mette l'amour.
Là où est l'offense, que je mette le pardon.
Là où est la discorde, que je mette l'union.
Là où est l'erreur, que je mette la vérité.
Là où est le doute, que je mette la foi.
Là où est le désespoir, que je mette l'espérance.
Là où sont les ténèbres, que je mette la lumière.
Là où est la tristesse, que je mette la joie.

O Seigneur, que je ne cherche pas tant à
être consolé qu'à consoler,
à être compris qu'à comprendre,
à être aimé qu'à aimer.

Car c'est en se donnant qu'on reçoit,
c'est en s'oubliant qu'on se retrouve,
c'est en pardonnant qu'on est pardonné,
c'est en mourant qu'on ressuscite à l'éternelle vie."

- St. Francis D'Assissi

Friday, March 19, 2010

Naming the beloved

" The newly discovered part of him he is calling "Creative Self" or "CS" soon makes it clear that it is important for her to have a name - and she did not come with a name. She does not care what name he chooses for her, as long as it is not the name of someone he knows - so as to reduce the potential for anima projection.

He thinks of the name Sophia, knowing that it means divine wisdom, and has the vague sense that Christian mystics may have used this name for their animas. But he realizes that Sophia is far too formal a name for his Inner Beloved, who is very vivacious and playful, so he calls her Sophie. "

- The Inner Beloved (David J. Wilson)

My soul

Deeper I fall
Darker it gets
Brigther it shines...

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Wise Ones

What is a Wise One?
Wise ones are believed to be reincarnated witches, wizards, sorcerers, priestesses and shamans. They are often intense, with long, dark hair and "old" eyes. They may be eccentric and favor romantic clothing such as robes and gowns. Wise ones are most contented when they have rekindled their old crafts, such as magic, tarot, crystal healing, shamanism or herbalism.

Wise ones make excellent leaders and prefer self-employment to employment. Spiritual teaching, card reading, astrology and herbalism are ideal career paths.

•Are highly opinionated in a helpful way.
•Are fascinated with the ancient esoteric cultures of Egypt, Greece, Atlantis, or Mayan.
•Enjoy or have studied shamanism, astrology, wicca, alchemy kabbalistic healing or other ancient systems of healing and information.
•Are good at manifesting, intuition and healing.
•Have an aversion to the times of the Inquisition and witch burning
•Have an affinity for the elemental world.
•Are solemn, and serious.
•Are highly sensitive to moon phases.

- from Doreen Virtue's book 'Realms of the Earth Angels'


“She’s cinnamon on the tongue,
and deep lung air,
the space between heartbeats,
and dreamless seconds. She’s
gravity and bent light, years of inescapable
regret. She’s a bruised tattoo and a muffled note
sounding sad negation, baby skin, and
straight flush vertigo; queen high,
aphasia, and too much wine.
The beginning’s whispered word and
insomnia. She’s finish line sweat
and denied kisses, dew wet roses and ropes
bathed in starlight. She’s candle wax and
burnt offerings, a razor wrist, the atom split,
lightning dance and a tear of joy. She’s a child
tickled too long and quivering lip.
She’s dragon chasing
smoke raised in prayer, a C4 bunny,
three to a match and a bullet;
to whom it may concern, sucking
chest wound heartbreak. She’s
crime in a $4 T-shirt and yesterday’s
shorts. She’s her smile and walk,
cricket comfort and lumbering grace,
electrochemical shock therapy. She’s
the fast right hand captured in unnatural acts.
She’s unclean thoughts, and repentance,
salvation offered only in darkness. She’s
the better half of a timeless equation, π
factored past infinity, an easy answer
to an impossible problem. She’s unknown
and unknowable, an unopened gift
gathering dust, another man’s name on the tag.”

- Christopher L Jorgensen