Poetry of living
What is the world with all its things for? Why did we build a world? To raise some sort of separation between us. To escape being with each other. You are building and building and building. I am walking, lost in it, calling for you, waiting for you to stop building and come sit with … Continue reading Where do we go?
Congratulations, Human! You discovered the absolute certainty of the ultimate reality, the all encompassing awareness, the unconditional happiness of being, the everlasting beauty of the eternal moment, the oneness of the consciousness/mind you all share, hence, made obsolete all need for any sort of believing. You discovered that science is the joyful endeavor of clearly … Continue reading Congratulations, Human!
Here we are, in the garden, you and I, In love, gazing in each other’s eyes, Watching aliveness dance naked. We’ve never left, never been anywhere. Reality of Sea of Love remains as it is and will never change. A double stranded snake in the grass started talking, telling us dreadful bewildering stories of separation, … Continue reading What happened in the Garden ~ about love reality and thought deception
There is a beautiful planet garden Somewhere in space. In this garden there is a house A house of light, where joy and peace reign. Inside the house live Mother and Father and their children. Inside the house, A great bountiful table Filled with fruits of the orchards and gardens. One day, some children ask … Continue reading Planet Garden and the House of Light ~ a children’s story
Hello, dear friends. I apologize for holding back my expressions. I felt confused lately. Thanks to a loyal friend who relentlessly supports my work, encouraging me to write and post regardless, @New England Nomad, I came back to my senses, my real senses. I write because I enjoy it and makes me feel alive. All rest … Continue reading Practicing the Art of Life Appreciation
Love Flow Ease Light Surrender Grace Friend Play Feel Garden Walk Sea Color Sound Life Breathe Serendipity By Andreea Garden, Nov. 2015 Image credit: Google Images
“I must not cry. I must not be afraid.” Mira was standing in the middle of the garden, under a mean black sky descending on her. With her eyes shut and fists clenched she stood there, letting darkness fall over, embrace her. “There, there!” she heard inside her mind. “Who are you?” Mira asked. … Continue reading “Just some drama” excerpt
Theo and Mira 