Tag: time

Journey light, my friend, by ethereal mind

Here you are, infinite eternal being,  abundant magnificent life,  trying to find satisfaction in little trinkets,  limited ideas and limited images,  limited thoughts and emotions,  words and random meanings,  metal or plastic toys,  coins and colored papers.  No wonder all you find is misery and frustration.  It is only logical.  While taking this silly journey … Continue reading Journey light, my friend, by ethereal mind →

wouldn’t you rather see for yourself ~ a perception clearing exercise

... then having it described in words? What I see now in mind's eye are thoughts. What I see now in mind's eye are thoughts of fear. What I see now in mind's eye are thoughts of attack, which is fear. What I see now in mind's eye are thoughts of defenses, which is fear. … Continue reading wouldn’t you rather see for yourself ~ a perception clearing exercise →

Create Time and Space and The Next Best Thing

Some thoughts In the process of preparing the meditation workshop, I have come to ask myself “what do I love to create”. “Moments” the answer appeared immediately. It was the voice of my feminine self. “And spaces”, my masculine self replied. When at least some space in the mind is cleared, a (new) moment may … Continue reading Create Time and Space and The Next Best Thing →

Delicate by Nature’s Design poem & Delicate song by Terence Trent D’Arby ft. Des’ree

Delicately, by Nature's design The snowflake melts Like a poem on warm breeze Better stay awake. Delicately The moment liquifies Into another. A. Garden, Dec. 2017 https://youtu.be/Q1RmzUHQ2HQ Delicate Sananda Maitreya LYRICS Delicate like rain Delicate like snow Delicate like birds Delicate just so Delicate like air Delicate like breeze Delicate like you and me A … Continue reading Delicate by Nature’s Design poem & Delicate song by Terence Trent D’Arby ft. Des’ree →

Desire

What is more beautiful, more desirable than that which does not exist? That which is even beyond imagination, beyond thoughts, beyond time,  so very close that is more "me" than even myself. What else deserves more than a glimpse? Andreea Garden, Nov. 2015   Image credits : Google Images