This thought this morning …

... right in my face, says "Disappear!" "Stop existing!" "Get lost!" "You disgust me!" "Your existence costs me too much!" "My life would be so wonderful without you!" Who are you, thought? What are you? Who created you? What is the source of your existence? What gives you living juice? What is the reason for … Continue reading This thought this morning …

The many layers of sadness

The world is magic. White magic and black magic in perpetual motion. Combining motion, at times. Contrasting motion, at times. Conflicting motion, at times. Light and darkness swing, swirl and collide ... one reminding of new, the other reminding of old; one speaking of life, the other speaking of death. A dream of magic is … Continue reading The many layers of sadness

The shift or the return to love innocence

the shift or the return to love innocence  shift from focusing onto some thing to soft focusing on the space between release from focus all information all outer sensorial impressions all inner sensory information release even the planet release even the universe release the releasing release the releaser excerpt from work in progress “Theo and Mira, … Continue reading The shift or the return to love innocence

“Who is alive here with me?” play

Dear Theo and Mira, Playing with Life feels now like real as-intended living. I used to believe in that special someone, meeting her at that special moment in time, we fall in love and live together, just the two of us, happily ever after. Now I see any moment as a possible love story, even … Continue reading “Who is alive here with me?” play

Play with Life, by Theo and Mira

Here we are, Life and I, together as one, sitting together in silence and cheerful peace, completely satisfied with our own presence and being. Here we are ... immeasurable eternal, aware of indescribable beauty, now and forever, ... playing hide-and-seek for a little while in this holographic world we made together. Hm, now ... let’s … Continue reading Play with Life, by Theo and Mira

like so love speaks

and love says “Child of light, you are as free, as pure as the morning breeze your beauty cannot be conceived by mind your perfect happiness is life’s sole purpose don’t play with worldly toys play with stars, with oceans and winds. Come, meet me in the immense clarity andlet’s be alive together” like so … Continue reading like so love speaks

you, in the wide white field of innocent mind

At the core of the mind, there is a wide white field of innocence.  You are there too. Happy and well, free and lightweight, we play, chase each other and make each other laugh, we sing silly songs with no regard for words or musical notes, never bored, we watch the colors of the worlds … Continue reading you, in the wide white field of innocent mind

Closest thing to heaven ~ excerpt from work in progress “Theo and Mira part 2”

They say the woman is the closest thing to heaven in this world. And yet I don’t seem to be able to stop projecting all my darkest thoughts onto her. Although she has been flawless all these years, I am hoping ... eventually she’ll break and prove all my prejudices about her. What kind of … Continue reading Closest thing to heaven ~ excerpt from work in progress “Theo and Mira part 2”