Stop bargaining with being
2012/11/30 Leave a comment
Memory is Fear of Now
2012/11/30 12 Comments
What was “something” yesterday, today is just a vapid dream.
Of course, we can always return to the memory of anything.
But really…does any Memory help you now…? Can we count
with something that happened yesterday, or years ago…?
If we want to be unhappy, we linger in memory.
There is no such thing as better or worse memory.
Memory fetters us. We get stuck in inexistence,
indulging in vacuous delusion.
We perceive and turn this very moment into a
“continuation” of whatever bygone thing,
trying to reinforce it.
When it happened, that thing was alive.
Whenever we try to reiterate and consolidate it,
it becomes a dead thing. We become stiff,
languorous and dull.
Memory is the gap between now and then, it owns
no impartial and dispassionate reality.
IT CANNOT SEE ANYTHING OBJECTIVELY!
Our memory is no more than an inconsolable way
to avoid the insecurity
end loneliness of this very moment.
That´s what Memory is basically:
Identification with the dead.
It is name-giving, eternally defining everything
in order to shun direct contact with Now.
Whenever you turn whatever thing
into a part of your memory
you kill it.
That is eventually what Memory is about:
FEAR OF NOW!
Hear it
2012/11/30 5 Comments
The musicians are bygone
Music still lingers in the air.
Do you hear it?…
to Heidi
Forget everything!
2012/11/30 5 Comments
Remember only this:
Learn to recognize love. It is not easy, as very few love in this world. But Love is your breath.
So Breath!…
Love is sparkling joy, beauty, trust, peace, equilibrium.
Where there is Love there is perfection. There is nothing to wait.
YOU NEED TO RECOGNIZE THIS PERFECTION NOW!!!
This very moment. Second by second!
Where there is not love there is doubt, choice, sorrow, pain, disturbance, suffering.
Where there is Love, there is harmony, balance, appreciation, bliss.
FOLLOW THIS BLISS.
Learn to recognize it!
You and me – each other´s mirror
2012/11/30 6 Comments
In this second there is a quite an amazing symmetry: 19091.
I am not really versed in numerology, but I sense this is really powerful – it is the number of the total views
on Mirrors of Encounters till this moment.
It is ten on both sides – 1+9 and 9+1 with 0 in between. Ten is actually one, as zero doesn´t exist.
So the actual number would be it 101. That means: One mirroring “love” mirroring One.
One is “two”, but in fact being undividedly One…
You and me in perfect balance…Only zero is between us. This is really wonderful:
WE ARE EACH OTHER´S MIRROR!
Ars long, vita brevis
2012/11/29 20 Comments
Isn´t it funny?
We are all in a constant frenzy to get things done. The quicker the better, we most often think…
Yet, there are things which cannot be rushed. Jan Van Eyck is said to have worked
with a portrait for 24 years till he finally considered it ready. Isn´t it overwhelming?…A lifetime.
I have a similar story. I started playing this partita in B-flat major by J.S. Bach sometime
when I was studying at the Music Academy.
It may seem outrageous, but first now, this piece is beginning to come along.
Not that the tones weren´t there before. It was something else missing:
THE UNWAVERING SILENCE BEHIND THE TONES. The inner architecture…
You can work with tones, but how on earth do you work with the silence creating the tone…?
The “invisible” structure of this composition has given me enormous trouble,
I needed this long amount of “time” to render it accurately…Imagine that – 25 years for
a piece to sound right!
I played today in a recital, it is still not the way I want it to be, but it´s finally forthcoming.
Both me and the audience felt that unobtrusive crystalline joy and charming clarity, – such an immense celebration. A whole life in a quarter of an hour…
Sometimes this feels true:
Ars long, vita brevis – art is long, life too brief.
How long does this moment last?…
2012/11/29 Leave a comment
What is, doesn´t exist, and what is not both exists and does not exist…
Now
2012/11/28 3 Comments
It all starts and finishes with You.
The beginning of no end.
The End with no Beginning.
You…- are this fading shadow of no solid point.
Julien Matei
Mirrors of Encounters 