A woman’s highest calling

Is to lead a man to his soul, so as to unite him with the source; her lowest calling is to seduce, separating man from his soul and leave him aimlessly wandering.
A man’s highest calling is to protect woman,so she is free to walk the earth unharmed. Man’s lowest calling is to ambush and force his way into the life of a woman.

—Native American Cherokee Proverb

Advice from a Tree

Dear Friend,

Stand Tall and Proud.
Sink your roots deeply into the Earth.
Reflect the light of a greater source.
Think long term.
Go out on a limb.

Remember your place among all living beings.
Embrace with joy the changing seasons.
For each yields its own abundance.
The Energy and Birth of Spring,
The Growth and Contentment of Summer,
The Wisdom to let go of leaves in the Fall,
The Rest and Quiet Renewal of Winter.

Feel the wind and the sun
And delight in their presence.
Look up at the moon that shines down upon you
And the mystery of the stars at night.
Seek nourishment from the good things in life.
Simple pleasures,
Earth, fresh air, light.

Be content with your natural beauty.
Drink plenty of water.
Let your limbs sway and dance in the breezes.
Be flexible.
Remember your roots.
Enjoy the view!

- Illan Shamir

Life is a woman

Try to understand life and you will become a mess.
Forget all about understanding.
Just live it and you will understand it.
The understanding is not going to be intellectual, theoretical; the understanding is going to be total.
The understanding is not going to be verbal; it is going to be non-verbal.
That is the meaning when we say life is a mystery.
It can be lived but it cannot be solved.

- Osho

I'm mad

But I don't want to go among mad people, Alice remarked.
Oh you can’t help that, said the Cat: we’re all mad here.
I’m mad. You’re mad.

(Alice in Wonderland)

Love will find its way

Through all languages on its own.

- Rumi

I don't do drugs

I am drugs.

- Salvador Dali

"I AM"

Two of the most powerful words.
For what you put after them shapes your reality.

The cave you fear to enter

Holds the treasure you are looking for.

- Joseph Campbell

The soul always knows

What to do to heal itself.
The challenge is to silence the mind.

Caroline Myss

What if

What if there was no line?
Nothing wrong, nothing right.
What if there was no time?
And no reason or rhyme.
What if you should decide, that you don't want me there by your side.
That you don't want me there in your life.

What if I got it wrong, and no poem or song
Could put right what I got wrong
Or make you feel I belong
What if you should decide that you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life.

Oooh, that's right
Let's take a breath jump over the side
Oooh, that's right
How can you know it if you don't even try
Oooh, that's right

Every step that you take could be your biggest mistake
It could bend or it could break
But that's the risk that you take
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there in your life
That you don't want me there by your side.

Oooh, that's right
Let's take a breath jump over the side
Oooh, that's right
You know that darkness always turns into light
Oooh, that's right

(lyrics by Guy Rupert Berryman, William Champion)

The jewel has been lost in matter

And everybody is looking for it.
Some look for it in the east and some in the west,
Some in water and some among stones.
But the servant Kabir has found its value and has it wrapped with care in the seam of the mantle of his heart.

- Rabindranath Tagore, Kabir

Princess of China

Once upon a time somebody ran
Somebody ran away saying, "Fast as I can"
I got to go
I got to go

Once upon a time we fell apart
You're holding in your hands
The two halves of my heart
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Once upon a time we're burning bright
That all we ever seemed to do is fight
On and on
And on and on and on

Once upon a time on the same side
Once upon a time on the same side
In the same game, now why'd you have to go
Have to go and throw it all in my flame

Could've been a princess, you'd be a king
Could have had a castle and worn a ring
But no, you let me go
I could've been a princess, you'd be a king
Could have had a castle and worn a ring,
But no, you let me go

Stole my star
You stole my star
Cause you really hurt me
Oh, you really hurt me


(lyrics by Christopher Anthony, John Martin)

Forgotten in Wonderland

Do you remember me...?

He who would

share your pleasure but not your pain shall lose the key to one of the seven gates of Paradise...

- Kahlil Gibran