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Practice choosing the moment, poetry and daily reminders books
All suffering takes place in the non-alive realm made by thought, by the first thought called ego ("I am an entity, separated from the rest"). From the ego, all other thoughts sprouted and expanded, making the non-real realm of thought (or information). We, you and I, being real alive brotherly (sharing) beings of The infinite … Continue reading Practice choosing the moment, poetry and daily reminders books
Thank you, dear friend reader of mine
Dear reader, 👓, you make possible this website👩🏻💻.Thank you for reading 📕 and sharing 🤲🏻 and supporting 🪙. Through your support via PayPal, you keep this website ads free and looking good. 🥰 I am grateful for your notes and feedback. They inspire new forms of expression for my messages of inner peace and natural … Continue reading Thank you, dear friend reader of mine
Ready for happiness ~ when living becomes poetry
I am you. We are Life. We are pure crystal clear boundless infinite timeless eternal everflowing spirit of Life. This is an immutable fact. We pop into seemingly separate existence, we look at other seemingly separate existences, then we pop out of existence. This is an immutable fact of life. We return to our real … Continue reading Ready for happiness ~ when living becomes poetry
Real life ~ a poem
A. Garden, October 2020 Theo and Mira; Loving Life ~ an ebook
The gardens of the Soul ~ a poem
Come, my friend Let’s play in the gardens Of the Soul. Let’s jump into The rabbit hole And look at how Planets and other things Came to be. Let’s remember how We descended from The stars Before time was born. I am your senses, You are my mind. I am your steps, You are my … Continue reading The gardens of the Soul ~ a poem
Beautiful Storyless Seasons ~ a poem
I am a but a point where all dimensions intersect and coexist. May all stories reach their happy ending. May I feel the magic of storyless unfolding. May I dwell in beauty of the seasons Seasons of nature Seasons of the heart Seasons of being. ©️A. Garden, May 2019
We are
We are light threads Stretched between sky and earth Like a giant lyra Vibrating under cosmic fingers. We are boxes with precious jewels Carefully kept by artist lapidarist. We are tubes of million colors Entwined, never blended. We are white silk veils' dance Frenetic or mild, hypnotic ballet. We are tiny bottles of spring trees’ … Continue reading We are