It has taken me a lifetime to reach this insight
2013/02/23 Leave a comment
DON´T TRUST UNHAPPINESS!
Divine suspension
2012/11/06 2 Comments
Just you and this discontinuous second… – the only thing existing.
In this unutterable second, there is nothing to remember, nothing to approach.
All there is, is Now. Just know:
Fear exists in your remembrance only – when you dare to forget, you naturally forgive both the future and your past.
When you forget you see the innocence in you and in the other. The other begins to see through the eyes of your own innocence. Only Fear is defensive through attack. That´s what fear is – attack! Innocence absolves and forgives without thought. The innocent You is defenceless as It´s free.
So forget, forgive, and set free.
I am mr. Night
2012/05/24 4 Comments
”I will come by to check out your writing shortly Mr. Night…” said she with a smile.
“You challenge me to write at length…” I told her with a blink of an eye that apparently didn´t get through.
“No challenge…” she answered, “writing is not a competition friend…it is just art, pure and simple, an inner expression brought out for all to see through their own eyes…feel free to paint me a picture, I’ll read it.”
Lady Day!
There was nothing but an innocent joke…really. Who can challenge the real creating process …?
Inspiration – as you know – is a fact. Certain people do open doors by their mere presence. The resonance of a single word said at the right place…When I said that “you challenge me” I meant that you might inspire me…:)
“Night” and “Day” never struggle to annul each other, – like humans do – …no…, they just follow each other.
Day and Night give birth to each other…
Imagine if people understood this grand and beautiful truth…
Innocence – a poem for Larisa
2012/05/07 Leave a comment
A glance, a step, a word…
A sun ray, a breath, a secret joy,
Wondrously fleeing,
Like dazzling sweet desire…
Your smile, your sipping morning coffee,
Exuberant trumpets swirling in tempestuous dissonances
Castle, princes and amiable drakes
Oh, all your half uttered, waiting tales…
Your intoxicating glance, your perplexed silence, your innocence
You are the giver of my words…
Becoming
2010/12/22 Leave a comment
