Look for the answer

Inside your question.

- Rumi

Don't tell God

That you have a big problem.
Tell the problem that you have a big God.

:))

FYI

I'm not one in a million kind of girl.
I am a once in a lifetime kind of a woman.

:))

You worry too much

Oh soul, you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less, why do you worry?
You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul...

- Rumi

I am affraid

I can't explain myself, you see, because I am not myself, you know.

(the Caterpillar)

I will whisper secrets in your ear

Just nod 'yes' and be silent.
A soul moon appeared in the path of my heart.
How precious is this journey!

- Rumi

We are

"We do not become healers. We came as healers. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become storytellers. We came as carriers of the stories we and our ancestors actually lived. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become writers, dancers, musicians, helpers, peacemakers. We came as such. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not learn to love in this sense. We came as Love. We are Love.
Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are."

- Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Lectia de astronomie

Intr-o anumita perioada din evolutia societatii umane se vehicula conceptul conform caruia Pamantul se afla in centrul Universului.
La un alt moment din timp un astrolog a rasturnat aceasta idee si noi toti (?) stim acum ca Pamantul este doar o parte din sistemul solar.

Intrebare:
a ajuns cumva stiinta din zilele noastre sa gaseasca (sau sa masoare) efectiv centrul Universului....???

Morala:
ceea ce descoperim la un anumit moment al evolutiei noastre este doar parte din Adevar. O minte deschisa tuturor posibilitatilor e o minte pregatita sa cunoasca si sa evolueze.

Uprising

The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
The transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around

Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take its toll if you could
Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that
We should never be afraid to die

Rise up and take the power back, it's time that
The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that
Their time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend

When did you stop dancing?

"In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions:

- When did you stop dancing?
- When did you stop singing?
- When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
- When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?"

(Gabrielle Roth)