Thursday, December 24, 2009
Step by Step we walk towards our future. May we walk together with sincere hearts, thoughtful minds, and positive consciousness.
FESTIVE GREETINGS TO ALL
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
'The world is all that is encased here: life, death, people, and everything else that surrounds us. The world is incomprehensible. We won't ever understand it; we won't ever unravel its secrets. Thus we must treat the world as it is: a sheer mystery.'Castaneda - 'The Wheel of Time'
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
It doesn't dominate - it lifts. It doesn't protect its greed: it patiently awaits until the receiver is able to share it.
The master becomes the servant as power empowers those beneath to raise themselves, and thus continue the Work.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Taken from Conscious Evolution by Barry McWaters (Evolutionary Press, 1982).
The movement has been growing for some time. As McWaters said - 'Applications accepted - inquire within!'
Monday, June 15, 2009
What do you want?
What do you love?
Thursday, May 28, 2009
There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain.
Others are far too deep for that.
In one well You have just a few precious cups of water,
That "love" is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.
There are different wells within us,
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep
Monday, May 04, 2009
A traveller from a large city was surprised to encounter the plague a few miles from the town. He asked the plague "where are you going" and the plague responded "I am going to the big city to kill 5000 people". At that the traveller continued on his way.
Upon his return the traveller once again met the plague as after it had left the town, and he said to the plague "I thought you said you were only going to kill 5000 people, I heard that 50,000 have died". The plague responded "I did only kill 5000 people, the other 45000 died out of fear".
Friday, April 24, 2009
Monday, April 06, 2009
Everything we do, everything we are, rests on our personal power. If we have enough of it, one word uttered to us might be sufficient to change the course of our lives. But if we don't have enough personal power, the most magnificent piece of wisdom can be revealed to us and that revelation won't make a damn bit of difference.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through this migration of intelligences,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream,
and that will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.
La Humanidad está siendo conducida a lo largo del curso de la evolución,
a través de la migración de inteligencias,
y aunque sintamos que estamos durmiendo,
existe un estado de vigilia interno
que va directamente al sueño
y que a veces nos sobresaltará por la espalda
hacia la Verdad de quienes somos.
Monday, March 30, 2009
A fisherman caught in his net a copper bottle with a lead cap. The bottle contained a powerful genie. The genie, once released, said to the fisherman:
- 'Ask for three wishes and I will give them to you. Which is your first wish?'
- 'I would like you to make me intelligent enough to make a perfect choice of the other two wishes', said the fisherman.
- 'Done', said the genie. 'Now, which are your other two wishes?'
The fisherman reflected for a moment and said:
- 'Thank you. I don't have wishes anymore.'
Un pescador cogió en su red una botella de cobre con el tapón de plomo. La botella contenía un genio todopoderoso. El genio, una vez liberado, le dijo al pescador:
- Pide tres deseos y yo te los daré. ¿Cuál es tu primer deseo?
- Me gustaría que me hicieras lo bastante inteligente como para hacer una elección perfecta de los otros dos deseos - dijo el pescador.
- Hecho - dijo el genio - ahora, ¿cuáles son tus otros dos deseos?
El pescador reflexionó un momento y dijo:
- Gracias. No tengo más deseos.
Friday, March 20, 2009
the economy isn't the only reason for our unease. There's more to it. People sense something slipping away, a world receding, not only an economic one but a world of old structures, old ways and assumptions. People don't talk about this much because it's too big...
...So where does that leave us? The writer and philosopher Laurens van der Post, in his memoir of his friendship with Carl Jung, said, "We live not only our own lives but, whether we know it or not, also the life of our time." We are actors in a moment of history, taking part in it, moving it this way or that as we move forward or back. The moment we are living now is a strange one, a disquieting one, a time that seems full of endings.
Too bad there's no pill for that.
Perceptive comments for a mainstream media. Yes, we are living a time now that is full of endings... yet we don't need a pill: what is required is for new facilities of perception to emerge. We need a 'new mind for a new world'. The glasses we used to wear are out of focus; we need to return them to the case, and lock the lid. They won't serve us any more...
Monday, March 09, 2009
The front door of the house looks anonymous - just a small door at the end of a small narrow street. Opening the front door you step into the cool patio area... where there is silence and plants and the hopeful spray of sunlight... the visitor is welcomed....
The first door you come to on the left is where the writer in Andalusia (WiA) has his habitation... should you enter in - to peer? to disturb? to wonder? Instead, the visitor glances around this secluded courtyard....
Across they see the only other habitation - a second house which stands empty and deserted. In the middle a small lemon tree waits to bud... waits to seed new lemons to hang from its branches... the visitor casts a glance again...
...the solitary chair looks deserted too... the sitter scared away perhaps? the WiA hitting a mental block that catalyzes disappearance? Look more...
The courtyard shows traces of a presence..... so the visitor peeks through the door of the little house... and sees the stairs leading up.....
...yet feeling uninvited the visitor leaves the prying and returns outside... and wanders down some strange steps that lead away from the courtyard and into a cave tunnel... where could they possibly go...?
...Follow the sunlight and the tunnel emerges out into.... an inviting terrace.... a hidden gem away from all expectations....
Looking around the visitor sees it is a perfect place for seclusion.... a writer's retreat high up on the cliffside.... hugging the cliff wall and looking out onto the Andalusian landscape...
...from every angle the distance melts away and makes the visitor wonder what the hills know... what Nature knows... and the mind begins to wander too...
...The rocks fall far below... there is no way forward.. only retreat... is this the place where one should hide out? Can the rocks keep secrets?....
And somewhere.... amidst the ominous silence, thoughts are wrangled day and night... and energies are never left to disperse like orphans... as each bit of tender energy is directed towards its destination... there is Work to be done....
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
By 21.30 I had arrived at my destination. A hilltop 'Blanco Pueblo' (white town) that dot the Andalusian landscape from Cadiz to Costa la Luz. It was a warmish barmy evening - good for February...
I put my bags down and walked through a cave passage onto the private terrace. Ahead of me was an expanse of landscape; above me the stars sprinkled a clear night sky; below me was a direct 400 metre drop to the dirt and river below. I am literally situated on the edge of a cliff, at the end of a hilltop town...it is tranquil... yet when the wind blows, it howls like a banshee!
Tonight the Levant wind blows... or rather it shrieks around the cliff walls outside... it is now 20.45 and I'm thinking of cooking a little tomato, onion, and garlic. The vegetables here are home grown and the tomatoes are as big as oranges... and the oranges are as big as melons... outside in the courtyard stands a sole lemon tree - soon it will spring into small white flowers; later it will sprout lemons the size of melon-sized oranges...
The new Glenn Campbell album is playing through my laptop speakers...
El futuro es abierto...
Yesterday I wi-fied the house; so I can keep my 'electronic eyes' roaming on the Net-world... as I drink a chilled glass of sherry... This year is the quickening ... changes erupting all around us ... I'm now listening to Andrew Bird's Noble Beast and the wind is howling like a true beast too...yet the Levant is a warm wind... phew!
Everything is possible - I don't know what the future will bring; where I will be, or what I will do once my money runs out... In the meantime, I guess you sometimes need to create movement in order to attract a change in our Universal energies... so they notice you :-)
In all and everything, we should live within each moment and enjoy the adventure. And bless each one of us for being here. We are all a part of something great and wonderful - if only we have to keep reminding ourselves.... I'll remind you if you'll remind me...
Saturday, February 14, 2009
A - B - R - A - C - A - D - A - B - R - A
The term originated from the Aramaic.
The original Aramaic meaning was "I will create, as I say"
"What was said has been done"
"what was said has come to pass"
"I create as I speak"
"I create from Nothingness as I speak"
A - B - R - A - C - A - D - A - B - R - A
A - B - R - A - C - A - D - A - B - R
A - B - R - A - C - A - D - A - B
A - B - R - A - C - A - D - A
A - B - R - A - C - A - D
A - B - R - A - C - A
A - B - R - A - C
A - B - R - A
A - B - R
A - B
Monday, February 09, 2009
The more we evolve, the more things purify and become simpler. Thus, it is very common for us to have only a very few friends or connections as we evolve to the higher states of being. Higher energy creates connections that are more direct and simple, with a simpler purpose. The higher we evolve, the more our shared purpose is simply about love and respect, or perhaps companionship. In the lower dimensions, we may overlap with another because we share a love of bowling, or with another because we share an interest in dogs, or even with another because we may each have a passion for community building.
As we evolve higher and higher, we shed off any lower vibrating energies, and thus, simplicity is the result. Thus, we have fewer and fewer friends and associations until there are enough of us at a certain level of vibrational reality. And the higher we vibrate, the more we dis-connect from relationships that involved support for one another, as we find that not only do we not need supportive energy ourselves, but we no longer wish to give support either, as this state of interaction does not exist in the higher realms. So then, relationships for this purpose may cease to exist as well...
...What are some of the things that may be holding us back from experiencing this energy? Holding onto anger because of the past is one. We were “held hostage” in the lower vibrations for so long because we needed to be around some lower energies in order to bring them up a notch or two. We may have felt misled or used and abused during this time. In order to move ahead, we really need to let go of any resentment. We may also have resentment and anger from any of these situations from our long ago past as well. We are free now and in order to experience this new freedom, it can really help to be free in our thoughts as well.
Too many responsibilities is another scenario that can hold us back. Letting go of as many things as possible in our lives, and making our lives as simple as possible can really help.
Getting out of the system in as many ways possible as another assist. The old system is rapidly falling now, and in addition it really has some entrapment energy as well.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Into the churchyard next to our family house... my G-D it was peaceful: was I the only alive member here...?
I guess I was - nothing/no-one else rocked, jitterbugged, nor popped up... I had the snowy earth to my lonesome wholesome...
So I crept between and betwixt the gravestones like a Dickinsian character... I saw a dove doing a fly-past and a blizzard-tongue licked my inner-ear.... warm soup would be nice; or a warm embrace...
Monday, January 19, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
In our everyday 'mundane' lives, we often forget to polish the connection - the bridge - between our self and our Spirit. It is increasingly imperative that this 'link' be cleaned and prepared for us: that's how the light gets in...
The bridge remains, linking both embankments. Yet it is seldom crossed.
In everything we do, it is either for the maintenance of this bridge; or it is for forgetfulness.