Welcome one and all, as we stand proud and view our achievements in such a small world, my heart has been touched by many things and everyone, as the sun shines bright the world blossoms with the purest of light as nature displays its beauty, recorded in the earth, paintings, music, poetry, dance and snap shots in time, my desire is to inspire and i hope i inspire you and all you do, ALL can be achieved, its just about having self belief, never hurry and dont worry about money, just pass a message of love to all you meet, no boundaries and no doors, just IMAGINE, as life combines its strength, guided by stars, open your heart and open your mind, all is going to be fine
"mere words but heart felt and reassured, how and considered the surrealists concepts of a simple life that become clear as we sit for a day or two, minds shared and tears fall which move the heart and sea but never the moon, my journey continues but oh such a long way from a home i once knew, as the welcoming mats are placed on the ground and the horns blow, how wise the children, untouched and pure but it is them who suffer in a grown up world controlled by a hand, just one hand with a stick clasped and raised, shaking with rage, as i stand on my own two feet and grow tall, i shall shelter them and provide them with teachings and inner strength as the love shakes the man with the stick who continues to rage wars onto futures humanity and universal law"
We have a choice of seeds in the palm of our hands, different shapes, sizes and colours. We are all gardeners of light who once where mere exposed seeds in a barren land, so small with no features, some fall on the sandy beaches while others in the hills, a few deep in oceans which moves there cosmic emotions. As with all births it must be the right conditions, an optimum state of equilibrating activities and hope. As those, who choose to ignore the false reality and illusion of the 'new' world created in haste, in faith walk the way at a steady and calm pass.
Having observed Mother Earths naturalistic cycles of life they carefully plant the right seeds in the right place, at the right time. The cosmic gardener anticipates the growth when all their seeds bloom and grow. Each sown with the up most of care and as they return down the hill they tend each one with their sweetened voice of reason. Full of wisdom, Jupiter stands on their shoulder for many months, resonating a message of a powerful cosmic love.
Patience is the key to letting things grow, force and you will never know, mutants in disguise. We have the knowledge, the tools, the creativity, the shed and the world in the palm of our hands. Some sow with agriculture in mind, feeding the many along the way and it doesn't cost a penny. While others create the horticultural feast for the eyes, a garden for all to enjoy and to sip their wine as music plays.
But where will the stories be told of the many journeys walked and where is the shelter? Slowly the trees grow, tended with love the roots grow strong and they stretch ever higher into father sky. Passing the messages of stories told, waving to one another with log fires burning their waste, heating the musicians and storytellers fate.
The love has been planted and the garden truly matures along with the world as the universe expands the impossible becomes the reality. All are welcomed into the peaceful world guarded by the ever growing outstretched trees, who pass the message with answers in the breeze............................
PEACE
Healing Rhythms with Onye Onyemaechi
“A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no matter how close or far apart you may be. A friend is someone who is always there and will always, always care. A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart.”
Ever wondered what to do in the event of a nuclear threat?
A while ago I found stuff that inspired me to make this film:
Living Under the Shadow of the Nuclear Umbrella
Both artistic (ensure you get the background music!) and educational, it primarily comprises official British government civil defence advice.
Though source materials are quite aged, much remains relevant today.
I encourage all to visit the YouTube page to learn more (Show support! Rate! Comment!) and responsibly circulate as widely as possible, here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaIim3Rj7L4
Hi Russ -- your presence touches me so deeply! Thank you....
Questo muro
Quando mi vide star pur fermo e duro turbato un poco disse: "Or vedi figlio: tra Beatrice e te e questo muro."
- Dante, Purgatorio XXVII
You will come at a turning of the trail to a wall of flame
After the hard climb & the exhausted dreaming
you will come to a place where he with whom you have walked this far will stop, will stand
beside you on the treacherous steep path & stare as you shiver at the moving wall, the flame
that blocks your vision of what comes after. And that one who you thought would accompany you always,
who held your face tenderly a little while in his hands--- who pressed the palms of his hands into drenched grass & washed from your cheeks the soot, the tear-tracks---
he is telling you now that all that stands between you & everything you have known since the beginning
is this: this wall. Between yourself & the beloved, between yourself & your joy, the riverbank swaying with wildflowers, the shaft
of sunlight on the rock, the song. Will you pass through it now, will you let it consume
whatever solidness this is you call your life, & send you out, a treamor of heat,
Light in itself is delight. If we can be full of light
within, our life becomes a tremendous, unbelievable delight. Bliss is an
expression of inner light.
It is light overflowing in you, reaching to others; it is a
fragrance of your flower, riding on the winds. And just the opposite is the
state of misery: it is a by-product of inner darkness.
People are living in inner darkness, because people are
living without self-knowledge.
Good to have you as a friend! So great to see the internet in action this way, shortening distances between people.
I hope all's well with you and that you enjoy checking out my web site some time.
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I am still away, but wanted to let you know how much I treasure our connection -- rooted and growing -- across the miles and the ethers.
I appreciate how you illuminate the best in this world, like the sun.
Love, Julie
"Our consciousness can be described as soil, containing many bija, seeds of joy and suffering It is important to touch the seeds of joy within yourself, to water them every day. And we can ask someone we love: 'Please refrain fro watering the seeds of anger and despair in me. Instead, please recognize and water the seeds of joy and peace.'
We have a choice of seeds in the palm of our hands, different shapes, sizes and colours. We are all gardeners of light who once where mere exposed seeds in a barren land, so small with no features, some fall on the sandy beaches while others in the hills, a few deep in oceans which moves there cosmic emotions. As with all births it must be the right conditions, an optimum state of equilibrating activities and hope. As those, who choose to ignore the false reality and illusion of the 'new' world created in haste, in faith walk the way at a steady and calm pass.
Having observed Mother Earths naturalistic cycles of life they carefully plant the right seeds in the right place, at the right time. The cosmic gardener anticipates the growth when all their seeds bloom and grow. Each sown with the up most of care and as they return down the hill they tend each one with their sweetened voice of reason. Full of wisdom, Jupiter stands on their shoulder for many months, resonating a message of a powerful cosmic love.
Patience is the key to letting things grow, force and you will never know, mutants in disguise. We have the knowledge, the tools, the creativity, the shed and the world in the palm of our hands. Some sow with agriculture in mind, feeding the many along the way and it doesn't cost a penny. While others create the horticultural feast for the eyes, a garden for all to enjoy and to sip their wine as music plays.
But where will the stories be told of the many journeys walked and where is the shelter? Slowly the trees grow, tended with love the roots grow strong and they stretch ever higher into father sky. Passing the messages of stories told, waving to one another with log fires burning their waste, heating the musicians and storytellers fate.
The love has been planted and the garden truly matures along with the world as the universe expands the impossible becomes the reality. All are welcomed into the peaceful world guarded by the ever growing outstretched trees, who pass the message with answers in the breeze............................
PEACE
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