Saturday, October 28, 2006
I sat and witnessed the sunlight lively upon the silvery stream
Mesmerized by its mystical movement within a moments dream
Sun beams streaming down from the great azures above
The dance of light reflecting sweetly the Divines Sacred Love
Mirrored in the rippling water, could this really be me?
Is this how I really look when I am pliable, transparent and free?
Quotes about the moment.
“When [he] kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe..and the moment is eternal because he doesn't have any plans and isn't going anywhere. Just kissing you...it's overwhelming
“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.”
“My friend, the sufi is the friend of the present moment. To say tomorrow is not our way.”
~ Mevlana Rumi
13th century sufi poet and mystic
from Rumi Daylight: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance
Action Quotes - The Moment
Thursday, October 26, 2006
One warm summer's night when all was still and hushed, there in the far distance of the dark sky a shooting star could be seen by all that gazed up at the brilliance of the moon as lovers do; their hearts beating as one; their soft lips caressing and their eyes filled with dynamic stars of love.
The Unicorn and the Fairy Princess came tumbling down from the heavens above and came to rest in the depths of the emerald green Enchanted Forest and this is where they have shared their lives, for eons even beyond time itself; caring for each other, living in love and harmony.
The Fairy Princess had great affection for her Unicorn and he in turn for her. Often they would gallop through the forest, she riding on his bare back; holding tightly onto his long white mane.
The sheer freedom of feeling the wind brushing against their spirits and against their brow. Sometimes the Princess would lead her Unicorn to the effervescence pool filled with bubbles that held sparkling rainbows. This was the place where all the tiny folk gathered; a place of eternal joy. Laughter and giggles could be heard echoing throughout the Enchanted Forest as they danced and sang. Some would become intoxicated from drinking nectar the exuberant essence of their Divine Lord. They danced to tunes of the fiddle beneath the stars.
A stream of moonlight looped the Fairy Princesses figure, her eyes shined like jewels from the Beggars crown as she gazed into the amber eyes of her Unicorn, be her true love forever.
The Divine Wizard the magical creator of all puts a garland of fine petals on the Princesses hair, so that she may feel the scent of a thousand forest flowers of grace.
Close your eyes and come here too! They shall share their golden goblets with you and all. Come drink and be merry join in the celebrations of Love and allow the Fairy Princess to sprinkle her fairy dust on you. The Unicorn and the Fairy Princess bring a message to you.
This is dedicated to the Unicorn :o)
Tell me ... do you believe in Unicorns and Fairies?
Shallow crystal streams ripple, glens of tumbling jade green
Water that glistens in the sunlight of the mystics dream
Here I found my true love, where side-beside we lay
Beneath the earth depths, emerging from the ancient clay
Rising our Spirits to enter the experience of human existence
Through life's trials, tribulations and all its persistence
Through seasons that aspired in symphonies of eloquent song
Anum cara, together in Celtic harmony we do belong
Amidst our very special dream world the dance takes place
A moment for our longing souls to touch and embrace
Silently we stand and kiss in the spiraling circle of love
The vision upon the horizon of dawns crimson sky above
Parting gently on awakening keeping our joy within our heart
The sacred belief of infinity , that our souls will never part.
As we lay side by side within the Mystical Celtic exordia place
Whispers of love echoes throught the human race.
Monday, October 23, 2006
I have been relatively calm today. I kept my thoughts quiet and just listened to sounds of murmurings of every day life. The humdrum of the city cars could be heard in the background. It almost seemed to a certain extent surreal, as if I was just a voyeur. Perhaps I am the voyeur standing back and gazing at all that is in position for my vision to absorb. For, where is vision situated but, through the windows of the soul. There are moments when one becomes involved with intense listening to people holding conversations with you. One becomes no more than the listening tool; one becomes the ‘awareness. If we do not engage ourselves in conversation, but listen intently we find that our hearts open and allow the flow of light to express outwardly.
Thus, we then become a tool in which if help or answers are required we are able to do so and deliver them with pure clarity.
I desire to make love to you in the heavens of the universe
Like two stars of splendour kissing beneath the lunar light
Come to me my ancient lover stir and awaken me
Let the flames of my love touch you deeply.