healing

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “Wondered While We Wandered”

WONDERED WHILE WE WANDERED

The sky was light blue
Lake water was glass clear
Different flower scents
Then picnic with friends
How magnificent one can feel!

When we flow with life
There is no better way
When we take a deep breath
Then follow with action every day

One can live in worry
Scared of death or life
Indulged in the news
For oneself feeling sorry
Having only tragic views

In life we have a choice
It might not be who we marry
Rather than what we eat
The choice of what we carry
On our mind can be a feat

Pick well what enters
As there is no mistake
There is high price to pay
For reality we attract
And there is lot at stake

Maybe hand sanitized
Or perhaps head in sand
Watch your thoughts unfold
Bring the circus to its end

Mind at its capacity
Overflowing with junk stories
Feed it some healthy vibes
Let it be at peace with life
And sort for sweet lollies

There are candies in each sunrise
No propaganda will conquer
The natural beauty of the land
Joy of bees in pollen
When we know who we are
Nothing of us can be stolen

When we do our very best
United we still fall apart
What needs to happen now
Is the change of heart

Unfold like a flower
Smell the fragrance in the air
Touch of velvet on the skin
There is no limit to what can be
When we go deep within

Turn the head and run forward

With sun in the lead
We can undo what seems real
If we go the extra mile
Not looking back awhile
Absurdity needs a smile

Scoup in the soup of health
With nerves of stealth
Unleash the inner power
Strong will on a whim
Overflow with positivity
And turn the knob off

There is nothing we need to know
That the box could supply
Life provides it all
Breathe freely again
Media immune!

MORNING POETRY – ‘Know To Differ’

Know to differ
Presented with fear
Know to differ
Even if its real

Stuck in a shell
Suited for a turtle
Under a rock
Away from the hell

Better live our story
Each day move an inch
Dream in a catcher
Too late to be sorry

Fools have empty mind
Following suit
TV cloned sheep
News of old kind

Imminent is death
Marching forward
Oblivious to life
Time for a test

Take in a breath of air
Smell a wild flower
Walk in the winter sun
Existence is a love affair

Cards to be turned
Stop sign of change
Once we lit our light
Old fears will be burned

Galaxies and stars
Milky way in a bar
Distant is our future
Like the planet Mars

Quieten the chatter
Slow down the beat
Heart of a lunatic
With a twisted wit

Come together
Out of isolation
Cover your face
With a beaming smile

Relax there is still hope
Until we are in a box
Life gives us all the tools
Coupled with a rope

Hang in there my friends…

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Drink To Life’

This poem is in a loving memory of a friend who transitioned recently and unexpectedly…

So there goes
Now silent and peaceful
Music playing in my ears
The fragrance of a flower
Encapsulated in her essence

How soon is now
Distant past memories
Washed ashore
The remnants of a smile

Into the wind and sea
Thrown like a leaf
Beautiful forever
With the speed of light

Time comes chasing
Knock on the door
Who is there to open
Past present or the future

With a pinch of salt
Honey and lemon
Life makes a toast
So drink its entirety

Eternity awaits all

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Tree Stories’

TREE STORIES

Deep into the forest
Walked we eagerly
Birds chirped above

Tall trees strangled
By a small fig seed
Soon to be overpowered
Overgrown and hollow

The canopy filled with light
Sun slowly moved across
The leafy outlook
Sudden sound in the bush

Eyes wide open
Ears pricked
Paws holding a seed
Wallaby on a watch

In the rotting leaves
Mushrooms attached
To an old tree branch
Sucking life out of it

Underground unseen
Creatures of the dark
Earthworms long and many
Appear after storm

The day was just perfect
For a forest story

Rested

MORNING POETRY – ‘Cracked up’

Cracked up

When the light shines
Bake some cake
In the dark night
By the luminous moon

Celebration is due
For a rock has given salt
The dog has given his ball
And the mouse has given me an RSI

For the birds has flown
On a plane over hills
And the cow gave birth
To milk chocolate

Santa loves his dose of coke

Iced

MIDNIGHT POETRY -‘Little did he know’

Little did he know

Chicken little
Rolling up the road
Without his mother
Lost from its mob

His mouth shut
Not a single peep
Wide eyed stare
Into the dark night

Moon rocks up
In the night sky
Its light shines
Onto the road

Where there was black
Now is light
Where there was fear
Now is trust

Chicken little peeps
Blinks his eyes
Starts walking
Into the light

Of a road train

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In The Space of Time’

In The Space Of Time

Nose in a hole
Peeking into future
Gathering strength
Stepping up a ladder

Through the window
Of opportunity
Up towards the sky
Full of flying balloons

At the edge of reality
Oxygen poor
Flying into space
Breathing restricted

A flight to new heights
Greatness on the wings
Stars of possibilities
Expanding into space

Dove of peace
On its feathered back
Brings a message
In a glass vial

On a parchment paper
Words that read:

“Be still and know I am you”

Then the sound of an alarm.

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Until The Last Day’

Until The Last Day

Morning is here
New day has come
What do you say
About it to yourself

Is it great day for joy
Is it great day for fun
Stop the worry
And relax into it

There might be more
Days called today
Or perhaps that’s it
Last one

You won’t know
But time is ticking
Like a wooden clock
Devouring each minute

No need to prove
Anything to anyone
No need to be
Anything you are not

Once the big clock stops
No more cake for you
Till then let life throb
With an exuberant passion

Each minute each day
Is sacred and created
Just for you
Live in awareness

Pulsing

MORNING POETRY – ‘Thank You Note’

Thank You Note

I wish I could express
Gratitude that I feel
To my parents
For being here

Their love and care
Is beyond words
Now as always
Molds my world

As a child I was wild
Living in a bubble
No fear to jump
Into any trouble

Growing up was hard
For my folks the extra mile
They put in for me
With a beaming smile

Since I grew
Into mature years
My folks still care
For all my fears

Having no siblings
Could be a bit lonely
Having great parents
Is what I know only

I have no skill
To speak as I scribe
Mostly an introvert
My family is my tribe

Big virtual hugs
To my loving folks
For their life attitude
And mental support

Love you beyond words

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Ever Growing Body’

Ever Growing Body

Fat cells stretched to the max
Roaming about the fridge
Having just eaten lunch
Dessert is due next

A sweet ambition
To reverse time
Dressed in sweatpants
Food constant on the mind

Munch crunch munch
Grossly overweight
Rolling down the kitchen
Getting harder to inhale

What is the last straw
Of this food obsession
No will to stop
Turning into a ‘Buddha’

Sedentary lifestyle
No need to get anywhere
No need to walk too far
Thinking about not much

Food for instant gratification
Of the current situation
Satisfaction on the tongue
Tip of the Iceberg only

Growing ever larger body
Expansion of the cells
Pops up a scene from M Python’s
”The Meaning Of Life”

Nobody to blame
Starting tomorrow

Diet or die fat

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Free Smiles at the Bar’

FREE SMILES AT THE BAR

One who smiles a lot
Carries calm wrinkles
One who frowns often
Keeps a horseshoe face

One who needs Corona
To quench their thirst
One gets their dose of news
To satisfy their curious mind

The hook has been thrown
The shrimp is on the line
Drowning fish in the ocean
Suffocating for air

Nothing more than a bite
Food for some wild life for others
No eyes can see through
The tricks of the mind

Where do you turn
On the edge of the Earth
Your back towards the past
Future’s worst nightmare

Coming to age of maturity
Awakening of newborn Souls
Witch channels on the TV set
Proclaiming one marketed truth

One needs a lot of dope-amine
To sustain this life cycle
Without a razor and haircuts
Non essential castaways

Bleak enough forecast
Showers unforeseen
Rainbow lost its hue
Sun burned a hole inside my brain

Savior’s number scratched off the page
“Is it me you’re looking for?”
A soft voice responds to my cries
From the music box

Standing at the bar
Closed temporarily
Waiting for a takeaway
Shot of illusion of reality

Toast!

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Through The Wall’

Through the wall

New day comes
With a caveat
One must be alive
To experience it

New realities
New encounters
New freedom
New energy
New breath

Seeing through the wall
A torch beaming at the hole
Light passing through
Shining on the other side

Bright letters on the wall
‘Live your truth’
Come out of the darkness

There is more light inside
Such is the reality of ourselves
There is more light inside

The wall is just a veil
That awaits to be undone
As the cold stones crumble

The pile left at our feet
Speaks of the truths discovered
Uncovered mysteries

Shadow in the bright light
Takes on a new form
Being of no substance
Pure evaporated air

Queuing at the counter
The present moment uncertain
Memories taking us forward
Into the passing time

Time to reflect and
Enlighten any shadows

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Disconnect’

Disconnect

Running from below
Feeling the river flow
Stuck in current time
Where to find solace mine?

Blast from the news
Current affairs on the go
Dining on my brain

World wide spread of buttocknia
Couch potatoes for dinner
Exercise by moving eyelids

Give me some ice
Cream Brulee on a plate
Takeaway for tonight

Jump into the future
Block of time amiss
Crippled by insomnia

Report from the Mars
Forget your next visit
Without an invite

Eye opener in a can
Life with no message
Inside the common mind

Blackout of wisdom
Citizen of TV series
Shut down into stillness

Water drops from a pipe
In isolation

Insanely disconnected

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Nature’s stillness’

NATURE STILL doing its thing!
Unmoved by people’s concerns
Running the show of life
Continuing the cycles
While creating beauty

Unfettered by the humans restrictions
Animal kingdom has not changed an inch
What can that teach us fretted humans?

Be still now
Know that we are a part of nature
The cycle of life and death

The flowing of water in the stream
The smell of the blooming rose
The bitterness of the poisonous mushroom

All parts of a whole
All one with another
All poised and calm

No fear of life
No anxiety about death
No thoughts to bother

Only in harmonious relationships with other life

Peace prevails in nature
All the while we are glued
To the regurgitated news from the box

Unplug and take your first aware breath!

MORNING POETRY – ‘With a pinch of salt’

WITH A PINCH OF SALT

With a pinch of salt
To put into our cooking
Food becomes more tasty

With a hint from life
To slow down and ease off
Life becomes fresh again

Never in our recent history
Were we under so much stress
Too busy to forget ourselves

While the time is ticking
Blessed we are to slow down
Opportunity unforeseen

Many have a home based job now
Dreamed of working from home
Without realizing the achievement

We truly get what we asked for
Ways we haven’t imagined
Possible in our lifetime

Now the time is to be merry
To smile and be joyous
As life provides all we need

Trust life

MIDNIGHT POETRY -“What If”

WHAT IF

What if there is no need for panic
If fear knocks leave him at the door
What if all there is – is in order

What if the sky is still blue
And the sun still shines daily
When you go out you can breathe

What if we are overreacting
And death is normal part of life
When it comes it takes us with her

What if there is no certainty
But we live in an illusion of control
Needing to hold the rains of life

What if life speaks a language
We don’t seem to understand
Yet are able to learn in silence

What if the road to hell leads through our mind
Take a U turn and stop at the traffic lights
Open the sunroof and let your hair out into the wind

Back into sanity

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Corona’s Magic Wand’

CORONA’S MAGIC WAND

Did you shake Corona’s hand?
Hard to know how you feel
Make sure you use a soap
Mortality is rather real

Whatever you believe
Sanity is the key
More of this madness
Fear has no brains left

Media jumps on the case
You have no chance
Being safe or sorry
Core of the story

Large groups of people
Need to be postponed
Due to fear and panic
What’s happening is manic

Toilet rolls are out of stock
Having the shits
With the world
People are now in shock

Bit of water lotus leafs
Growing wild
Becoming hippies
Living very cheap

Tins are off the shelve
Rice and pasta precious
Time to see through the news
What is real and what is just a shell

As time becomes dear
The love of family
Brings us all together
Keep your nerves of steel

Time to switch off the news
Connect with your partner
Have a meal with your friend
Rejoice about bright new views

See the beauty of this magic place
Living in fear breaks down immunity
Write in a gratitude journal
And put a smile on your face

Live a little…

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Awakened Beauty’

She was hidden
Behind a pile of rubbish
Until the discovery
Of its golden centre

As she dag deep
Her hair fell forward
Her hands felt the dirt
Of unresolved past

Fountain of pristine fluid
Washed away all the muck
Once again and forever
She felt fresh and new

Her hair smooth and shiny
Her face full of laughter
Plainly in sight
The well lived lines

Breaking inside
Walls shattering
Open space created
Freedom to breathe

Her pulse got back
Slowly catching breath
Emerging from deep sleep

Awakened beauty

MORNING POETRY – “FREE TO LIVE & BOUND TO END”

Time flows in increments
Life gift was free to start with
Collected skills through work
Contribute to wellbeing of all

Dreams still arise during each day
Consciousness at it’s best
Pouring out new ideas
Wants and desires

The fun began
We open our eyes
Each day anew
Ready to be embraced

On a quest for adventure
New zest for more
Eventually it will stop
With the last breath

Variety of shapes and types
Rewards of all kinds
Put on the table
Bread and salt

Until we leave our form
Still chance to enjoy
The dish on the plate
Born out of the sweat

There is no time
When the chimes strike
To negotiate departure
Only saying Goodbye!

Crude energy
Bubbling inside
To transform
To create

The altar full of fruits
Oozing fresh juices
Opportunity numerous
To feel blessed

Our vanity has a smashed mirror
The futility of looking back
Jump in the ocean
Splash and feel the coolness

Nothing lasts eternally
But for infinity
Come on NOW
Rejoice! You woke up

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Pirates of the Internal Seas’

Pirates of the Internal Seas

One eyed Captain steers the ship
On the open ocean
Lot of water passed him by
Since he started sailing

Crooked teeth in a wrinkled face
Smell of whiskey and tobacco
Emanates from his robe
His trimmed parrot flew to freedom

His one eye looks at the sea
Humpbacks make tall waves
Rocking the ship right and left
Making the lunch hard to swallow

The crew resting after the meal
Having finished all their jobs
Cards are on the wooden table
Game of life and death

The captain glimpses a submarine
Aiming in their direction
He beams with excitement
Something to conquer and hunt

Submerged in the ocean
The submarine feels no pressure
She can go down any moment
Into the depths of the waters

Who has the smarts to lead
Who is the Captain of their ship
And can he outrun the submarine?

MIDDAY POETRY – “Money Talk”

Money Talk

Turning ideas into action
Completes my satisfaction
When all is done and said
What counts is the money I get

Whether it be coins or notes
I accept and give my thanks
For what I put in is my time
Which never returns for a dime

What makes us fell so funny
When we need to ask for money
The greatest form of gratitude
Monetary value of magnitude

When it comes down to work
Who has the skills to fork
On a charitable mission
Your donations with permission

Money turns the world around
It gives us dirty feeling
As we rarely value our self
That is were lies true healing

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Search & Rescue’

SEARCH & RESCUE

With gusto
Chasing a ghost
Don Quixote
My life story

Without high heels
Stepping up
Through the jungle
On the front line

Crocodile tears
Have no use
Been here before
Dried up banks

Resilience pays tax
Body cries for rest
Stubborn head
Chews another hour

Building trust
Into the night
Secret space
Walking shadows

Unveiling new show
Ice sculptures
In the heart
Burn with desire

Change of a tire

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “WHO WONDERS”

Who wonders

What does it take
For unbreakable to break
The immaculate is a mess
When mind becomes a stress

The creative flow stops
At the onset of a break
Knowing it all too well
Perfection is a fake

Energy like a current
Flowing freely boundless
Catch it if you dare
Laser sharp focus

Encapsulated in eggshells
Cuckoo in the clock
Loose screws and buttons
Fixer upper project

Resonant colors
Vivid imagery
Smell of burning flesh
Barbie in a queue

Molecular closeness
Fierce rush of blood
Electric impulses
Into the head

Release of hormone
Pleasure or pain
Once I wondered

About a healthy brain

Midday Poetry – ‘DEEP ESCAPE’

Deep Escape

Go inside
Dare to open
Curious to find
Door without handle

Sliding in
Reach the wall
Hang your trouble
At the floor

Rustic window
Without frame
See through
Into the darkness

Cosmic mysteries
Follow my lead
In a dance
Uni verses

Feel the heat
Sticky substance
Etheric smoke

Below the fire
Nothing to see
Something moved
Who is here?

THE BEST CHRISTMAS TIME

The special time of the year is upon us again. Yes the season of Christmas & Hanukkah celebrations, and after that is done and dusted comes the closing of the year 2019.

Well, let me tell you a story of a little girl to lighten up the preparations.

When Sasha was a little girl she loved Christmas. For it was a time when her family gathered at her grandparents house. Her grandma and mum would bake many special Christmas cookies and make other especially sweet and tasty dishes, which were enjoyed only at that time of the year.

It was also the time of sweet mandarins and juicy oranges. That was the only time of the year when these were available in the shop.

There was so much to look forward to. There were the foods, then there were the presents and then there were other family members whom Sasha didn’t see during the year.

Her favorites were her two cousins as they were about the same age as Sasha and she could play with them outside in the snow. And yes, the time of Christmas also meant that there would be a lot of snow! The ground was covered in this white and wet substance and it was such a joy to play in it. The snow angels were a hit with everyone. Just as much as building of the carrot nosed snowman. So much fun to roll the big balls for the snowman’s body! And the downhill sledging was a blast to live for.

In the morning of the 24th December there were many special fairy tales screened on the TV while Sasha helped her mum to decorate the live Spruce tree in the living room. Her granddad brought that tree from the forest close by. There were beautiful little square lanterns of variety of vivid colors, which went around the tree and which were lit to bring some light into the evening.

While the tree was decorated and the fairy tales finished Sasha and her family observed fast. From breakfast that morning until the dinner time, they tried to not eat any food or drink any liquids. The reason for that was that they wanted to see a golden piglet. In the tradition, it is said that a person who doesn’t eat until the Christmas dinner on the day will see the golden piglet, which was symbol of good fortune.

Dinner time was around 5 pm. Upon gathering all family members the Christmas dinner was ready to start. While everyone stood around the table grandma said a quiet prayer. Prayer for food, family reunion next year and good fortune. Body of Christ, in the form of plain thin wafer was shared among the family members gathered around the table. A little bit of red currant juice was Sasha’s substitute for red wine that represented the blood of Christ. Then they all sat down and ate the precious food that grandma and mum so long prepared.

Traditionally a soup made from carp’s head with little round flour dumplings was enjoyed. To bring wisdom into the future endeavors. The main meal was the actual carp slices, fried in breadcrumbs batter. The carp, though delicious in taste, required some work to be eaten without the many bones, so Sasha’s favorite part of the meal was the divine cold potato salad.

There was no need for dessert. Everyone was so full that they hardly moved. Grandpa quietly disappeared into the living room and shortly after a bell was heard by all. Sasha knew what it meant. Little Jesus already visited and now there were all the presents!

The family had moved into the living room where the tree was lit and under it were many nicely wrapped presents. Slowly and according to the well written name tags Sasha handed each present to each and everyone in the room. Curious looks, shakes, wild guesses and then unwrapping was the family ritual that Sasha so much remembered. There was laughter, joy and great ambiance in the room. Everyone seemed so happy.

The many different Christmas cookies that were eaten in the meantime might have accounted for some of the laughter and joy.

This was Sasha’s memory of the Christmas time of her youth. When her cousin suddenly died and then grandpa did years later, her family stopped travelling to grandpas’ and grandma’s for Christmas. Instead they stayed to make their own Christmas celebration at their home.

As with Santa’s death Sasha felt broken and uprooted. Her best part of the year was taken away from her. She knew her Christmas could never be the same again.

Now as an adult woman, Sasha doesn’t go into the trouble of preparing and celebrating Christmas. Her childhood Christmas will not be repeated so what could be the point of celebrating? Sasha grew up with a little scar in her heart.

Whether it was Christ, Jesus, Santa or Father Christmas who colored your childhood Christmas now it’s only a distant memory.

Let me tell you this. It’s up to us to create the feeling of celebration for anything in life.
LIFE is THE PRESENT that we GOT. And we are the ones to celebrate its receiving. It is best to accept it and rejoice about it.

Upon clearing our unconscious memories and past scars we are able to breathe again deeply with expanding lungs. Make it your top priority for 2020 to work on your own personal development and spiritual longing.

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MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Melatonin High’

Melatonin High

Partially complete
Peacefully tired
Prepared to sleep

Convinced of life
Coming together
Cunningly perfect

Astonished by nature
Aware of dark circles
Awaiting next steps

Sleep doesn’t come
Staying put in bed
Sweet dreams far away

Only silence prevails
Oneness with it all
Obliterate any thought

Nature moves
Night has fallen
Never mind my rest

Indigo colored sky
Inhale shallow breath
Into the night

Falling
Flying
Free!

Melatonin high

MIDNIGHT POETRY ‘Alphabet of Symbols’

Alphabet of Symbols

Having said nothing
Appeared invisible
Comfort zone of a shell
Turtle in her tiny home

Study and research
Get a Nobel Prize
Heroes of today
Lost in past memories

Dust off the pollen
From the dirty veil
Vent out the brain
Crunch the letters

Empty like O
Crossed like X
Straight like I
Hooked on J
Climb on H
And Y?

Because the turmoil
Water down my back
Heart beats solid line
Freshly poured vacuum

Product of society
Packaged in cling film
Slow to change
Solid in roots

Seeds spread on toast
Down the throat
Sprouted new ideas
Inside the mind

Greater collective
Broken to pieces
Glued to the past
Waiting for a heroin

With patience
Shot of clarity
In vain
Flying past

Lie still or move

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Riddled’

Riddled

As we march
Into the unpredictable
The well known ‘me’
With the insecure ‘I’

The rumbling of thoughts
Swooshing through my brain
Sparks of thunderbolts
Flashes of lightning

Microscopic greatness
On a Petri dish
Slush of fat cells
Moving through space

Invisible chains
Holding my reality
World full of sanitation
Yet without sanity

Training my perception
To look at the beauty
With grace and awe
Full of expectation
An order in an action

Stay with me
Hold me tight
We are meant to be
Have a free will
Only sign here

Illusions vanished
What came after
The time of honeymoon
Love and peace

Esteemed architects
Burning bridges
Dry land of bare souls
Living in harmony

Truth on a plate
Masking tape fell off
Wrinkled soul
Shivers exposed in the heat

Calling no number
Breaking silence
Deep within
Found the Self

Lost in the heat of night
Day full of promise
Best of times to be had
Yet to dream big

Shadows of the I
Creeping up on my Self

Exposed

Blended into wholeness

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In Death’s Face’

Let me preface this poem so you know how it came about. My thoughts after a few recent conversations with a few friends regarding people they knew who took their life or attempted a suicide.

In Death’s Face

So you thought I’m tired
Of living the life as requested
When the darkness opened the door
And the breeze of freedom swept me in

Silence upon the noisy chatter
Blind follower of a notion
That here is only suffering
Pain and emotions of void

The other side of heaven
Welcomes by burning a fire
Ready for my bones
Popping corn and I scream

Soon to be quiet and peaceful
In Vitro rebirth
Intestine on the outside
Blood and cells in vain

Ever too late for my own party?
Don’t mind my dreams
Wasted opportunities
To live and die as planned
Never accepted by me

Now what!
My vision failed me
So you saved me
I’m still here
Forcing another breath

Under performance
Life in slow motion
Bile of truth
Seeping out
Sleeping angrily
Time out

Alive in death’s laughing face

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Mission For Zero Emission”

Mission For Zero Emission

From place A to B we move
Without the need to walk
New way of transport
Is in the mainstream talk

Soon comes time for elections
Who gets our vote?
Not an easy selection
Tender for a quote

In the heat of preparation
Parties on each side
Try for our stimulation
Cuddling kids who cried

Trouble is, the pretty ties
Giving talks and promises
Too soon turn to lies
Following change of premises

Ozone shield is full of holes
And nowhere any rain
OUT with fuel that gets burned
Bring on EVs! Let’s use the brain

Sleek as a smile, dream to drive
Old habits die-hard and slow
For future gen to thrive
CO emissions have to go

It’s no brainer for the fans
In the love with Tesla
Sexy wheels with zero fumes
‘Safety first!’ reports the test lab

Comes the time future is here
Tons of EVs on the show
Range anxiety no longer a fear
Charger networks quickly grow

The big little island in its solitude
Pretending to be proficient
Living in denial of magnitude
That ICE cars are being efficient

MIDDAY POETRY “Online Love Affair”

Let me introduce this one…It’s dedicated to a friend of mine whose condensed story it represents. Please read with caution 😉

“ONLINE LOVE AFFAIR”

Blue sky above
I search for love
Finding it online
Is my hopeful chance

Formidable hurdles
On a first date
Having paid for coffee
Nothing on a plate

Words stuck in my throat
Do you have a boat
Even little mansion
Would pay for a pension

Many days and too much time
Research conducted online
Profile photo tells a story
In reality I am sorry

Divorced to his sixth wife
On a hunt for a new life
Retired now being lonely
At home dressed in PJ’s only

Few moments go past
Closing time at last
Exchange numbers paid the bill
Rather unsure how I feel

After coffee empty belly
Let’s go home and watch the telly
My place or yours
Now standing at my doors

Life gives us one chance
First impression at a glance
Tea and cookies milk with foam
He makes himself feel at home

Bedroom door now widely open
Mellow music makes the scene
On the pillow his head resting
Shirt off my nerves just testing

Full of colors different form
Tattoos of all types the norm
Cookies in hand and the tea in the pot
I turned my heels on the spot

Apologies fly in the air
I am not interested to be fair
My taste buds dislike colored ink

Best to leave it at that I think

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Weight Gain”

Sticky buns and baggy pants
In a need of an insurance
Polished plate is always best
Munch munch munch
Just eat the rest

Bit of this and lot of that
Ice cream to top up the fat
Who checks size of calories
Body mass will never freeze

In the heat of summer season
Covered in fabric for a good reason
Beach body and bikini object of the past
Fatty cells cover traumas pretty fast

Wardrobe shrinks each day an inch
To keep a hot body no longer a cinch
Growing bigger aging young
Hope in miracles to work

No more eating junk!

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Fooled Into Being Normal”

“FOOLED INTO BEING NORMAL”

Blind and mute
Before birth occurred
Hoaxed into living
Following suit

Coming out of darkness
Daylight rubs the eyes
Scream for the first breath
Better than staying dead

Murmur and sound
Chaos all around
Touch on the skin
To be bare now a sin

Time is of an essence
Soon adolescence
Knock on the door
Story for a new decor

Dress and heels
Case full of skills
Rising on a leader
Resting on a feather

Upon passing years
Lust and dreaded fears
Change is in the air
Going Vego to be fair

Life of pure love no more lust
Content before being dust
Priorities changing gear
Into the unknown bravely steer

Formless mind and fatty brain
Chemical imbalance holds the rein
Vivid images of unseen form
Sounds that disturb the norm

What really matters who really cares
What meaning do we give life and is it fair
In the meantime take another breath
And go to fetch your daily bread

MIDDAY POETRY “Instantly Moreish”

Instantly Moreish

I cried and my eyes flooded old rivers
I smiled and my mouth shaped new valleys
The tears of joy came unexpectedly
Above all the lies the truth resides

My heart beats to the bongo drums
My liver filters toxic memories
I raise a praise to the grey matter
For keeping it all in sync

The order which runs my blood around
Does not sleep and never stops dry
I go about my day with a fresh look on my face
Knowing that I am looked after and cared for

Whatever I call it whatever name I give
It bursts way beyond those vowels
More life there is given with each breath
Homeostasis keeps me balanced inside out

My heart opened to new discoveries
My mind shattered old structures
What stays permanent moves around
Constant flow of dissatisfaction.

More Moreish More

 

THE LANGUAGE WITHOUT WORDS

Many teachers out there speak of the ‘language of the heart’.
What does this communication from the heart or language of the heart actually mean?

The mystery of the language of the heart is encoded in the land of the body, feelings and emotions.

Let’s look at an example. See if you can relate…
When we meet with a stranger, we unconsciously engage part of our brain, which starts to evaluate the other person. We are looking for warning signs or similarities. Even before the other person starts to speak, we have already made our first set of unconscious prejudgment and observations. On the level of body language, we assess each other from our posture, movement of the limbs, facial features and also mood anticipation.

Then we create an internal picture of the other person, seeing them for who we perceive them to be through the lens of our preconceived ideas. As much as they are doing the same thing, evaluating our own body language and also our features.

And then we or them start to talk with one another. Now, we are talking! Our mind is still alert and in the mode of assessment of the other. With our mind needing to find out whether they could be a threat for us or not. When we finally conclude that this person is not a thread but a rather interesting and pleasant to be around, we relax our system of alertness.

Our body has its own way, directed by our unconscious mind, of communicating on an autopilot. We don’t usually plan each muscle’s and tendon’s individual moves, before we move our arms, legs or any part of the body and face into certain position or grimace. We do this unconsciously. We can also say automatically or without thinking consciously about it.

Do we know how to convey something, by other means than using our mind, with words streaming through our mouth?

Now, our other way of communicating, rather than using words to convey a message, is using our body.

If you have ever been in a part of the world where nobody spoke your language (and you didn’t know their language) you can see what I mean. You might have had to do without words. Just some movements of arms, hand signs or signals, or body simulation could be of assistance to explain your or their needs. There is surely more use for our body other than to just carry us around.

Then again, there are times when we want to convey a message like showing compassion, love, trust, respect or understanding. Now, for a variety of reasons, we might choose NOT to use words. If you ever saw a photo of another being, be it baby or animal, or a person in a challenging situation, which created an emotional bond with you, you will know what I mean.

There is language beyond words. The language of the heart is more than can be expressed in words. The touch, the rise of an eyebrow, the smile, the laugh. The formless connections that are formed through these fleeting, yet heart warming instances are boundless.

Make use of this hidden feature of the body to the best of its ability.

Let’s envisage to create a world of more heart warming heart based communication, rather than just plain old speaking of thoughts and opinions or writing of ideas.

With that in mind I leave you in my heart.

CARRYING BABIES BY PROFESSION

Having been carrying infants for the length of my existence, I had the opportunity to experience lots of second hand emotions. There was joys, there were tears, there were upsets and clenched fists.

The most of my career I carried little Joe’s and Sandra’s until they were grown ups who left me as my shape and size where not fit for them anymore. I became used again by another newborn coming to earth and needing me to carry them around, until they fell asleep.

Now I am retired and my job with human off-springs have come to a close.
I found my second life mission helping an older lady. To carry her shopping bags.

I squeak with delight or perhaps with a little wear and tear as my used by date is near.

In the next lifetime, I plan on being a little different…

Instead of being a pram I would be happy as a golf buggy.

MIDNIGHT POETRY “No Child No Regret”

Now this is one piece that just came up for me as I reflected upon the choice in my life to stay Child-free. The below words may not resonate with everyone, I get that. Let’s just say it’s my personal lens on this still rather hot and controversial subject.

 

“No Child No Regret”

Parental expectations
At the heart of society
Push into relationships
Without true connection
Vested interest procreation

Fear of years passing by
The chase to fit in the mold
All girlfriends who pushed prams
Turned into tired mums

No chance of sleep and forget “me” time
Relationship suffers a blow
All we have is our choice
There is no good time for remorse

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If any of you reading this can relate to it, I would love to hear your thoughts on this subject. Is it a hot topic of discussion for you?

 

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Throw In The Mask”

“Throw In The Mask”

Following my own shadow
Into the flickering light of a candle

The layered skin of the veil of darkness
Slowly peeling off with each step
The hefty weight of the emptiness within

Broken yet whole
Shattered yet complete
Chaos in harmony
Pieced together

Who said it will be easy!
Ostrich in the sand
Cheeks in the air
Stand the fullness of the shining light
Vulnerable bare of masks and shadows

Shuffling closer
Each step in suspense
Under the skin
Inside the make up of the DNA

Hidden well from exposure
Developing into full bloom
Seeds of beauty unexplored
Ripening into fruit

Luscious and fragrant
Embodied in the form
Pure and delicious
Ready and ripe
The whole of my I.

MIDNIGHT POETRY “Falling Inside”

This time my loose attempt at creating poetry has been inspired and guided into being by an acclaimed, well versed and passionate UK poet Joelle Taylor. Joelle led a poetry workshop here in Brisbane and I had the pleasure to be there. Thank you Joelle for bringing your significant and raw style of poetry into being and sharing your story with the wider audience. You are a legend and an inspiration 🙂

Here is my piece uncovering the turning point of my extraordinary life experience.

“Falling Inside”

A woman herded behind an office desk
equaling figures balancing out sheets.

One cog in the vending machine of life
Spitting out coke addicts at regular intervals
Undisturbed sheepish existence.
Pages of years gone by.

The thundering storm came uninvited
Breaking the echoes of silence and seclusion
The sky broke in half. Peace and bliss at first.

Massively frightening and uprooting all in a space of a day
The fire came from within and burned all without mercy.

Head spins and heads turn away from the burning image
Deep inside lies the key to salvation of the soul.

Upturned and recycled image of the ego
Holding out its formal reigns.
The illusion of control destroyed.

Free fall into the abyss of life.

____________________

 

 

 

 

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “Without Sirens”

Without Sirens

Ambulance driver full of patience
Setting up the stretcher
Tying up the straps

Hands tight from defense
Metal cuffs rip the skin
Giving in to the trap

Buzz of depot substance
Running through the blood
Calmness brings out overtone

To voices in the head
Call me back once I’m awake
I won’t sleep at home.

MORNING POETRY – “LIFE FOR LIKES”

Scrolling to oblivion
Chasing the unseen
Expectations for a high
Tingling in the fingers
Stiffness in the neck
Emptyness in the mind
Yearning for connection
Virtual satisfaction
The note to self

“Life given for likes”

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “In Disbelief”

In disbelief

What I ate yesterday was still good tomorrow
When I slept I had my eyes open wide
Going out is very much an inside job
Getting clarity is a messy business
Gaining weight at a loss of appetite
Relationships with no connections.

The sole of my feet are sore of defeat
Walking my talk on a spinning round ball
Frightened of velocity and gravitation
That might pull me back to womb.

….

Feel free to add your piece to this, in the comment box, if you’re so inclined.

Night night from the land of platypus.

THE FUTURE IS AS BLEAK AS WE SEE IT

Rather than talking about the state of the planet and detailed foretelling of the global future, let me offer a little different view.

You might have heard the saying ‘What you focus on expands‘, respectively ‘Where attention goes energy flows‘ or something on a similar note.

And with that comes my question: What “thought type” represents your daily mindset the most?

A) a worrier
You are always in the heightened state of expecting something to go wrong. Postulating about all the possible scenarios that will ‘go bad’.

B) oldnews advocate
You listens to all the news and feel overwhelmed by all the terrible and gloomy world out there, where everyone is against everyone and ‘they’ are controlling the planet with whatever possible.

C) an optimist
You are the person who always seems to be in a good mood, not too worried by much and looking at all with a positive attitude of hope and wondrous expectation and trust.

Which one is the ‘right’ one for you? Or rather, would you prefer to be in a different frame of mind than you find yourself be in now? Do you recon it is possible to change your mind?

Are we able to unsee the seen?

In this past 10 years I had the opportunity to reach into the depth of my mind and psyche. The stuff that I saw there was not exactly pretty. I was looking around the mental concepts of my life and started to find and observe all kinds of rigid structures, frameworks, and beliefs. With time, (and after therapy and trainings of all kinds), I learned to be more aware and observant of what goes on inside of the mind. Sometimes it’s quite in the very moment of the situation at hand, but thanks to the ability to reflect upon thoughts and behaviors, also in the hindsight.

Above is to demonstrate that there is a certain process of adventure and discovery, when we learn to uncover our own shortcomings and rigid thoughts.

The world out there reflects upon what is inside of us. Another statement says:  ‘We can’t see outside what is not inside of us.’

So if there are ongoing internal turmoils within us, they are then reflected upon our daily reality (thoughts, feelings, behaviors) and affect all that is happening with us. That also affects our focus.

As you might have previously learned about our RAS (Reticular Activating System), our brain tends to filter out all ‘unnecessary’ information and outside input, based on our concept of reality and focus.

Whether we see the future as bleak or not, is just our perception and focus.

When we learn to direct our focus towards other attention seeking choices, we might actually feel better about life in general, about ourselves and about the world around us.

What is important to realize is that we learned to perceive life a certain way. Through societal indoctrination, through parental influence and other social conditioning while we were children. Now, as grown ups we often still carry this illusion made just from ‘hot air’ in our mind.

Check for yourself. Is your thinking aligned to your sense of being? Or is there work to be done by sifting through the old and bringing in new, more open mind?

Now, let me finish by saying this. I don’t mean to prescribe the one and only way of being. There is not one way of thinking that will suit us all. We are all at different stages through our life paths and therefore might need different mindsets from each other.

The above said, I find that for me personally the following works magic.

Cultivating an optimistic mindset; getting rid off or switching off all negative and dramatic sounding devices and apps; being surrounded by nature and silence as often as possible…

Simple things like these can help us re-balance our unhealthy thinking and bring more peace into our life. And by finding more balance in our own life we are better equipped to help others.

The unrealness of the prefabricated learned construct of reality is bursting out of seams.

Creating more open minded space of expansion. Yay!

Exciting times ahead.

DOES BELIEVING OUR BELIEFS SERVE US?

There are beliefs that guide our day to day activities and then there are those that only surface here and there in conversation with other people.
What is of interest to me is just how much attachment we hold to our strong beliefs.

As one saying nicely puts it:  “Beliefs are just thoughts we have been thinking over and over”.
With that in mind, I want to share my own observations and beliefs about beliefs 😉

Being strong minded, respectively hold strong beliefs about certain things in life can cause friction with others, if they are not in the same frame of mind or if we don’t give in.

When we speak with others, we might share some observations, information or our personal opinions. And there lies the hidden obstacle. When our beliefs clash with the opposite sides of the perspective, we have a choice.

Do we pursue the path of being ‘right’ (in our own perspective) and having the upper hand about the topic of discussion, or do we melt into the path of least resistance and surrender our ego?

What do YOU most likely do in such a case?

I’m coming from a strong mind driven background. Still to this day I find myself often immersed into a conversation where I am opposing the view of the other person, no matter what the topic. Just to open up new perspectives, new pathways, open mind doors. To enrich and to see the brighter side of situations.

Yet, in the process of such conversation I find myself questioning my own intention. Sometimes the other side also has a very strong viewpoint about the topic at hand and we seem to get nowhere in that discussion.

Once I feel the egotistic need to explain further what I mean to say, or what I am trying to get across to the other side (of course for their own benefit lol) I catch myself and choose to either continue in the process or to withdraw from it and leave it without a resolved ending.

What is the purpose of beliefs anyway? Do they serve us in the name of peace and love? Or conflict and misunderstanding? Do they serve their true purpose? Or are they more hindering us than helping us?

I would love to hear your thoughts on this. Please share in the comments below this short article.

Closed mouth and open hearted.

ONCE THERE IS SILENCE WORDS WILL COME

I must have been guided to attend this special ‘writers workshop’ today. Without knowing what to expect I silently joined a group of other aspiring writers. After all I always wrote just without preparation or any instruction. Never did I know what is taught at writers workshops. Today I was to find out for myself.

The first subtle feeling that I won’t know what to write was overcome by excitement and flow as soon as we were given the first instructions and my pen hit the paper. After hour and half of intermittent writing and then reading it out loud for others in the group to hear, I went away feeling uplifted and encouraged by my progress.

Never before I wrote impromptu and read it out loud to a group of strangers. Well, there is always opportunity to learn something new and challenge our current comfort zone feelings.

Now, you might not think much of it, but for me it was a day of small breakthroughs.

These may seem insignificant wins to you, yet they mean a lot to me. Not only I went there on my own initiative and by myself, drove the car to the other side of town and found a parking spot on a street in a parallel parking space (which I never do on my own). I also found out I could easily find something to write to each given exercise.

They were a bit harder than if one just writes what comes to mind. We were given instructions and restrictions, to make it more interesting and challenging.

So to give you a taste of what I wrote, here is one 7 min piece (that’s how long we had) that we were instructed to write, with some words restrictions.
This came out of me on paper 🙂

It could be called: “WHAT HAPPENS AFTER YOU MEDITATE”

“What happens when it’s quiet in the mind is the most amazing of situations.
The mind sort of dissolves into the never never land and
With each thought disappearing quietness screams so loudly
It takes over the whole space
That was previously filled with chatter and fear.

There is now only nothingness in the fullness of the empty space.
Given that the heart is still beating, one achieves perfect state of bliss and well-being.
Mind no longer contains itself and expands into the outer space.
The world changes as a reflection of this experience.
Nothing creates more space for love and connection.”

Do you feel good after reading it? I certainly hope so, as I did when I reread it. 🙂
The outcome of the workshop was achieved!

I surely feel more keen for more writing workshops and also inspired for more to write.
Wait, there is more coming soon…

PS. If you have any personal experience with workshop for writers, or the above text inspired something within you, I would love to hear it in the comments.

Words from silence…

THE SECRET GUIDE TO HEALTHY AND HAPPY 2019

While some are still recovering from last night’s celebrations now is a great time to look at the secret truths for a healthy and happy new year.

Everything that happens in our life isn’t easily predicted or expected. We might go through situations and experiences that might seem challenging, and some even cruel lessons from life and perhaps seem unjust and unfair in that moment.

There are however some coping strategies which help with each situation and its management. Let’s put down some ground work for the healthy and happy year 2019.

1. Whatever happens in our life will change. Nothing stays the same.

Whether it be a situation or an experience that we perceive as negative, unwanted or even unfair to us, it will pass. There is something healing about the essence that we call TIME. It has a magical properties. Whether we think of time as a construct or the real thing, we all live ‘through time’.

2. All is in motion and therefore changes form and shape.

From the above first statement spans this second one. Everything on Earth and beyond is based on an energetic movement. Just as the motion of life. One day we were born, we move through life and we might transform into another form of energetic being the last day on this Earth. When we think of the planets, we perceive them as stationary with a naked eye, however they are all living moving changing objects. When we look at natural environment in general, there is all this motion about it that we call ‘life’.

3. There is no other or better time than NOW.

Focusing on the past experiences and situations steals the magic NOW from our existence. Living in each moment fully brings forward unexpected clarity and peace. There might be all this commotion in our mind taking us ‘places’ in the past or into the future. Yet, these places don’t really exist. They are just a memory of a past or a concept of the future, all just in our mind.

If we fear something will happen in the future, we are focusing our attention from this moment into the unknown. And when we would resent something or someone from the past, we bring forward some memory that is no longer here in the present moment. Both of these time travels take us away from what is happening now.

4. Nobody else is responsible for our happiness.

“He is to blame! She is to blame! They are to blame! We are to blame!”

Often we could succumb into believing some form of the above statements. How others ‘make us’ feel is not their responsibility. Don’t despair upon hearing that. The liberation from this knowing comes with deeper understanding of this truth. We are liberated once we realize and furthermore practice, that we are the only one who is able to choose to be happy and content, no matter what happens around us.
Yes, it might take practicing. Yes, there are situations that are harder to deal with than others. Yet, it’s well worth the go.

5. Let’s be gentle with ourselves this year.

“Busyness isn’t brave it ends us in a grave.”

There is so much to do! So much to accomplish! So much to learn! And so little time!

Well, if your mental stimulation involves the above notion you need to hear this now.

A baby is full of joy when playing and has no concept of time. An average civilized adult has ‘so much on their plate’ on a regular basis that they struggle to find the time to breathe well. And a mature adult, who is close to the end of their time on Earth, often realizes the truth that the struggle of a too busy life led nowhere in particular. All the worldly possessions all pointless at the end. We can’t take them with us.

So what is the solution in this busyness praising world? Come to understand life’s obvious secrets.

Air, water, food, love all we need to live a happy life. There are cultures we can still learn from, which have as little as some rain water and some bush food, yet they don’t know the word hate or greed. And looking at their facial expressions we can see that they have more happy laughter lines than some of their more ‘civilized’ counterparts.

6. Make a space in your life for the ‘me time’.

Prioritize ‘me time’. Put it on the top of your ‘to do list’ for this year. Pick your favorite essential oil, switch on the diffuser and if you can’t stand pure silence, put on some relaxing natural sounds.

And then just sit there and breathe. You could call it a meditation if you like. You don’t need to give it a name though. Just relax and be in the present moment. Mindful of where you are, focus on the sense of smell, enjoy the favorite essence of the oil and then just focus on your nostrils and breathing style.

If you have already been doing some form of meditative practice, good for you. Keep going with it or try a new style and see if you like it too.

7. Share your life energy and presence with others.

Sometimes people might come to us with an issue and we might feel that we need to tell them something wise or give an advice. To help them, to assist, to teach them, to show them how to…

What might be better received and needed by that person is our best energetic presence.

When we are in a presence of a caring person, who listens to our stories, there is nothing more healing. No words can heal as much as genuine caring. The act of active listening and the calm balanced presence is all that is needed. Often we overstimulate our brains with knowledge and unnecessary advice sharing.

8. Be appreciative of life’s moments

If you like to keep a journal, write down all the things you can recall that brought you or someone you met some joy in life. Be positively geared towards more good coming your way.

There is truth in the saying that:
“If you are grateful, there will be more things to be grateful for.”

Saying that, if we are grateful for the sake of getting more ‘stuff’, that is a better way to go about it. Appreciation is a quality that can be developed, of a deeper understanding of the pure magic called the GIFT of life.

9. We attract to our life what we focus on.

Now this truth can be a tad hard to accept for some of us. Until the light bulb switches on and we truly understand the truth in it we can fight with it all we want.

The science proves to us that we have a part of the back of our brain, which is called RAS (Reticular Activating System). What this brain function does is this. First time we put our attention on something, the automatic response of this RAS part is switched on and does search and sift through all the possibilities available to find more evidence of the same.

Ever saw something ‘rarely seen’ for the first time? Then suddenly, you saw the same thing much more often than before? Your RAS helped you to bring the evidence of the same thing out of the unknown into the visible.

It can help to point out that to be able to sift through all the available input data (sounds, smells, feel, tastes and visual images) that are coming at us every second from the outside world, human kind needed to develop a filtering mechanism to keep our conscious mind in order.

That is why researchers say that we can only absorb 2+/- chunks of data coming at us at any given moment. Out of the billions out there.

10. There are no coincidences as such.

All is a very well organized chaos. And by that I mean to state that the serendipity that we can often see in life is real and there for a reason. And yet, to give us the proverbial reigns I will add: “We are the co-creators of our destinies.

When we put our full focus and energy upon something there is no stopping us. And all the events and people align with our vision and energy.

Integrate the above knowing into a happy and healthy life existence in 2019 and beyond.

May these guiding truths bring us closer to our true wisdom and clarity.

Sharing my piece of mind with a peace of heart.

THE TIME OF SWOOPING MAGPIES

It has been an interesting ride for me, this past two to three weeks. My brain had to undergo a number of shocks and to reset itself, after the ongoing energy that went through it.

Who doesn’t believe that we are energetic beings needs to learn about the use of electro-convulsive therapy. ECT, as it is commonly known, is rather controversial treatment and in many countries is forbidden. Here, in Australia, it is still however a common treatment of choice for stabilizing mental health.

What I learned afterwards is that it is administered in combination with a medication, which makes the patient lose memory. At least that was the explanation given to me by a nurse, when I complained about a loss of memory at around the time of ECT.

Now, you might or might not agree with the use of ECT. I had my brain changed by its use multitude of times in the last 9 years. I can say that it seems to be the one and only resource in the medical field, which seems to deliver some desired result.

So, whether I agree with the administering of the electrical current to my brain or not, whether I like to undergo a seizure of a kind or not; I have to admit, that its result is rather mysterious, yet desired. It happens to somewhat reset and bring back my commonly accepted behaviors and beliefs.

And the persona that is accepted in the society at large, as well functioning, returns upon the effect of the ECT.

Yes, I am blatantly stating that it works, even though no one actually understands why and how.

The vegetable, which I become, right after the treatment with ECT, slowly and mysteriously dissipates and I start to return to make ‘sense’ again. My faculty of cognition and logic returned and I was even able to talk the doctors out of further treatment.

And if you ask why I need the treatment in the first place, you might be surprised to learn the truth. The truth is, that since my Kundalini awakening experience back in 2009, I at times enter a state of being, a state of mind, where I become ‘a danger’ to myself. I stop eating, drinking and sleeping. In that state, I can communicate with others, still cognitive, yet elevated. I feel very high energetically and can be very physically and mentally strong during that time.

That state is not yet sustainable or accepted by others. So until I am able to sustain it and survive it in this body, I understand that I still need to receive a treatment for it.

And until there is a better and humanely more acceptable treatment other than ECT, I will have to endure its course.

May the energy flow through you in harmony.

CRAZY BY NATURE, BLISSED OUT

I have a conviction I want to make today. It’s been some time, actually since the year 2009, since my ‘first awakening’. And today I want to talk a bit about what that means in my life experiences. People often hear about some form of ‘awakening’ on a regular basis, but what it really means for those involved?

I will tell you my personal recent example. Today is a rather special day for me. Just because I am still alive and breathing, cognitive and able to somehow function. It’s been very interesting past two and half weeks. My attendance in the mental health ward was truly somewhat different than the previous xx times. This time round, I went in there still functioning consciously very well , yet with a massive dose of energy that could not be contained. My body was up and running on Prana. I didn’t have the need for food, drink or sleep. That was very energy draining for my husband though, who didn’t get his needed sleep either. After a couple of days like that, he had no choice, but to take me to hospital.

Now, what happened with me there could be viewed as very distressing and hard to understand for anyone involved, especially myself. After some time on the open ward, I had been put into seclusion and it was not pretty at all. Not wanting to scare people off, or to sound very negative and frightening, I will try my best to provide the most objective overview of the situation.

The energy called Kundalini, or whatever one wishes to refer to it, was very high in me and as I was not allowed to ‘ride it’ I felt like caged animal. Due to consequently being treated with a doses of ECT, and the administering of some specific memory disturbing medication (about which I learned now from a nurse friend of mine) I have a loss of memory for about a week or so. However, saying that still makes me wonder, what specific behaviour did I do, that put me in danger of myself, that the doctors decided to put me into seclusion and treat me with ECT.

For some time after the ECT I was pure vegetable. Only some good healing time later I was back to my ‘commonly acceptable’ self, and able to reason and apply logic to my voice. And that was when the doctors listened to me and refrained from administering further doses of already agreed upon ECT. True relief was, that I was able to speak for myself acceptable well enough to change their regular form of treatment. I had challenged their methods for some time already, so it was nice to be respected for who I presented as.

While in the hospital ward, I met with some interesting people. Patients and nurses. Everyone was there for some reason, sometimes not knowing why. Yet the most important thing that I learned was that we are all in this together. The staff, the patients, the visitors, all. We are all threading our life path without instructions. Just living to our best knowledge and understanding of what life is about. Oftentimes keeping occupied, to avoid looking at the depth of our being. Avoiding feeling the many individual traumas that our life journey provided. Being part of life existence, being deeply touched by experiences and learning to teach ourselves the best possible way to drive our conscious existence.

Awakening as such is the process of shattering of the structured concept of the self and the others. The understanding through experience that there is the oneness of all there is, and that we are all part of it in our own uniqueness. The bursting out of seams of the conscious mind, reaching deep into the unconscious and subconscious and pulling out the weeds that got planted there. Awakening means different things to different people. To me it’s the above and beyond.

Now being back in the familiar environment that I cherish dearly, I appreciate the small things life provides. Like getting awake every morning. Like being able to breathe air. Like having a family that loves and accepts me with all the faults and quirks that I provide. That and more makes me grateful. Friends who are there for me when I feel that I need their attention.

I dare you to question your existence in a way that challenges your own beliefs. I dare you and me to live up to our best self, to be the true Self actualized. To self realize.

Find the truth of who you are and live that. I experience glimpses of my true higher self in the moments that felt blissful and free. The higher purpose of life is revealed in those moments of clarity and connection. There is more to life than the daily grind that we are often times part of.

Shed the shell of conditioning and find a path to the truth. It gets revealed through deeper experiences and often looks crazy to masses. I am here to shake my own concepts. To apply what I preach in my own life. To heal my broken being through understanding and attention.

Here I am, still crazy as ever and able to perceive the underlying fabric of life existence. Seeing the influence of life around me through my eyes and feeling the energy in my body. Being in the body, yet not the body. Moving air through my nostrils and keeping the body alive and functioning, unconsciously conscious.

Feel the air you breathe in and out in a moment of conscious living.

Breathe freely and live consciously.

SOLUTIONS RATHER THAN PROBLEMS

There are people who are able to see solutions before they even see anything closely related to a problem. And then there are others, who can ONLY see the problem. They actually see the problem in such a detail, that they create way more problems from the first one.

Now, I don’t know which one you relate to. You are blessed, if you can see yourself in the first scenario, being the person, who sees solutions rather than seeing problems. Frankly, I have been many times the problem seeker, who is in the second pool of people.

When something is presented to me as a grand idea my mind straight away does the following. It immediately starts to create the worst case scenarios and see all the problems associated with what could go wrong. Don’t get me wrong. This type of mental activity can be quite productive and helpful at times. For example when one needs to troubleshoot to test all the possible scenarios before execution of an idea. Well, then the thinking style that I learned can bring some needed warnings and perhaps even solutions that are good for the situation.

However, in the general scheme of things, it’s not exactly the most helpful of mental activities. The way things get done and how creations get created is by people I would call visionaries having a grand vision, usually beyond their time. When someone like that comes to an idea that is larger than their life, or perhaps at least larger than what the current reality is presenting to them, they start to fire up their mind with positive exciting activity. Creating a mental picture of the vision in a detail and as it would have already happened now.

One such person I can think of for the illustration purposes is Elon Musk. Most people at least heard of Elon. He is one of the, if not the greatest of, visionaries of our era. I definitely applaud and admire Elon’s perseverance and higher vision. And to drive the point home, he is not only a visionary, but gets stuff completed and on the roads.

My question to you and me now is: Are you a visionary? Or are you a whinge-nary?

Well, most of us would love to see ourselves as the first option. And if you happen to be in the whinge-nary category at the current moment, please note this.

Unless we recognize our own shortcomings, we are unable to best deal with them. It’s only when we come to realization that our mind is ‘soft’ wired to work in certain way, to create more problems, only since then we get the opportunity to change that.

There is still time to change. The first step on the way to change is awareness.

So rejoice as now you and I have an opportunity to recreate our mind to our desired way of thinking and being.

If you have some doubt, do some research about the science in the Neuroplasticity of the brain.

Until your next thought.