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
As above, so below. As heaven, so earth, existence and nonexistence, dream and reality, sleep and awakeness, living and dying, love and thought, waves and particles, shifting back and forth at an incomprehensible speed. Dear Human, you are the only life-form that has a problem with this. You have a problem with existence ... and … Continue reading How to save the Planet? Save yourself. Move into Nature. Join Life.
“The evil that is in the world always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence, if they lack understanding. On the whole, men are more good than bad; that, however, isn’t the real point. But they are more or less ignorant, and it is this that we call vice … Continue reading “there can be no true goodness nor true love without utmost clear-sightedness”
Looking at objects, I realize how mind, focusing, turns thoughts into things. Look at any object, any situation, any Perhaps this is the only role objects (all objects big and small, unique and serials, practical and useless, "good" and "bad", possessed or desired, material or mental constructs) have: visible touchable proofs of the power of … Continue reading the world is proof that mind creates
One thing that hurts: ignorance. One thing that heals: presence. Ignorance is sleepwalking. Ignorance is indulging mental activity. Ignorance is indulging sensory stimulations. Ignorance is seeking security in one or another idea. Ignorance is seeking something of value outside yourself. Ignorance is seeking to protect and to escape. Ignorance is finding fault. Presence is complete … Continue reading One thing that hurts: Ignorance. One thing that heals: Presence
Dear Life! please, talk to me again! in my deep pain, in my sorrow, in my brokenness, in my unworthiness, in my forgetfulness, in my ignorance, in my madness, in my penitence, one name I remember to call upon: Your name. My game is over now. In your arms I surrender, to your grace … Continue reading Prayer ~ a poem