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  • [book] Why I Sit – Paul Fleischman (excerpt 2)

    I

    I would like to know myself. It is remarkable that while ordinarily we spend most of our lives studying, contemplating, observing, and manipulating the world around us, the structured gaze of the thoughtful mind is so rarely turned inwards. This avoidance must measure some anxiety, reluctance, or fear. That makes me still more curious. Most of our lives are spent in externally oriented function, that distract from self-observation. This relentless, obsessive drive
    persists independently of survival needs such as food and warmth, and even of pleasure. Second for second, we couple ourselves to sights, tastes, words, motions, or electric stimuli, until we fall dead. It is striking how many ordinary activities, from smoking a pipe to watching sunsets, veer towards, but ultimately avoid, sustained attention to the reality of our own life.
    So it is not an intellectual intrigue with the platonic dictum that leads me to sit, but an experience of myself and my fellow humans as stimulus-bound, fundamentally out of control, alive only in reaction. I want to know, to simply observe, this living person as he is, not just as he appears while careening from event to event. Of course, this will undoubtedly be helpful to me as a psychiatrist, but my motives are more fundamental, personal, and existential.

    I am interested in my mind, and in my body. Previous to my having cultivated the habit of sitting, I had thought about myself, and had used my body as a tool in the world, to grip a pen or to chop firewood, but I had never systematically, rigorously, observed my body—what it feels like, not just with a shy, fleeting glance, but moment after moment for hours and days at a time; nor had I committed myself to observe the reciprocal influence of mind and body in states of exhaustion and rest, hunger, pain, relaxation, arousal, lethargy, or concentration. My quest for knowing is not merely objective and scientific. This mind-and-body is the vessel of my life. I want to drink its nectar, and if necessary, its sludge, but I want to know it with the same organic immersion that sets a snow goose flying ten thousand miles every winter and spring.

    It seems to me that the forces of creation, the laws of nature, out of which this mind and body arose, must be operative in me, now, continuously, and whenever I make an effort to observe them. The activity of creation must be the original and continuing cause of my life. I would like to know these laws, these forces, my maker, and observe, even participate, in the ongoing creation.

    […]

    Even if I am frequently incapable of actually observing the most basic levels of reality, at least the mental and physical phenomena that bombard me are predicated on nature’s laws, and must be my laboratory to study them. I want to sing like a bird, like a human. I want to grow and rot like a tree, like a man. I want to sit with my mind and body as they cast up and swirl before me and inside me the human stuff which is made of and ordered by the matter and
    laws governing galaxies and wrens.

    Because the harmony in me is at once so awesome and sweet and overwhelming that I love its taste yet can barely compel myself to glimpse it, I want to sit with the great determination that I need to brush aside the fuzz of distraction, the lint of petty concerns. To sit is to know myself as an unfolding manifestation of the universals of life. A gripping, unending project. Hopefully one I can pursue even when I look into death’s funnel.

    II

    I sit because of, for, and with, an appreciation of daily life.

    I sit to open my pores, skin and mind both, to the life that surrounds me, inside and outside, at least more often if not all the time, as it arrives at my doorstep. I sit to exercise the appreciative, receptive, peaceful mode of being filled up by the ordinary and inevitable. For example,

    the cracking floorboards in the bedroom where I am a partner, the sound of the fire in the rocket stove or my partner, patiently and lovingly reminding me of my rashness, helping me get back “on track”.

    Excerpt from book “Therapeutic Action of Vipassana, Why I Sit”, by Dr. Paul Fleischman

  • [book] Why I sit – Paul Fleischman (excerpt I)

    I heard about Paul Fleischman for some time now… again just before the 10-day retreat in Dhamma Dvara, then after I come out of noble silence I found his books on the library shelves in the center’s Lobby.

    I took and start reading this small booklet curious about his writings… cause it came to my attention many times and never went into explore it. I noticed my mind reacting to the title (“hmm, “therapeutic  action of vipassana..””).. let got of this thought and moved on opening the book.

    Here are some excerpts from the booklet… in different posts… I could just post here the whole second part of the book (the “Why I Sit” section)… I relate, resonate…

    And now, as I took the adhiṭṭhāna (Pali for strong determination, decision, self determination) an effort, intentionally correct and sincere, his writings are somehow validating (don’t know if this is the correct word for what I feel and mean to say here) my efforts.

    So, here it is…

    II

    Although the practice of Vipassana is not a religion in the sense of buying into or swallowing dogma, ritual, or blind faith, I think it is critical to practice “religiously”: that is, with devoted centrality of commitment. Meditation as a desultory practice, an amusement, an occasional hobby in a cluttered life, has little effect, and may stir up more confusion than it relieves. Unfortunately I have seen intermittent, self-directed meditation used to hide from reality, to devalue painful dilemmas, and, in one instance, to aggrandize the self to the point of madness and suicide.

    Vipassana references itself to universal human wisdom rather than to particular culture forms. It is non-sectarian in thought. Its framework is mirrored whenever people ponder the art of living. For example, Thoreau wrote, in Massachusetts, in the nineteenth century: “Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, forever again… To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest art… no method or discipline can supersede the necessity of being forever on the alert …”

    The potential therapeutic actions of Vipassana include increased self-knowledge, deepened human trust and participation, integration with and acceptance of one’s past, deepened activation of one’s will, increased sense of responsibility for one’s own fate; greater concentration, deepened ethical commitments, firm yet flexible life structures and disciplines, fluid access to deeper streams of feeling and imagery, expanded historical and contemporary community; prepared confrontation with core realities such as time, change,
    death, loss, pain, leading to an eventual diminution of dread, anxiety, and delusion; fuller body-mind integration, decreased narcissism, and a fuller panorama of character strengths such as generosity, compassion, and human love. Each student starts at a different place, and progresses individually; there is no magic and no guarantees.

    III

    Meditation is most therapeutic when it is not looked upon for therapeutic effect, but is put into practice as an end in itself, an expression of an aspect of human nature. That aspect is not a single attribute, like one slice of a pie, but a sustaining, synthesizing, creative force in all other aspects, like the heat that baked the pie. It is more like the bony skeleton than like one limb. So meditation expresses something about the integrated process of a person,
    rather than being merely a means to ends in other spheres of life.
    Meditation expresses that aspect of us which can receive: the non-selective embracing receptor. We can know ourselves as member cells of an integrated whole.
    Occasionally a person will feel this way during special hours of special days: watching a sunset from the rim-rocks of a sandstone canyon in a wilderness of pinyon pine and ancient ruins. These moments are inspirational, serendipitous interludes. Meditation entails the systematic cultivation of this formative human potential as a lifelong centering enterprise. While some activation of this receptive, inter-penetrative, non-judgmental mode is the foundation of any art or science, any significant engagement of the world, it has been most exquisitely expressed by certain writers, like Tagore, Whitman, Thoreau, the Socratic dialogues, Chinese and Japanese Zen poets, and the nameless authors of many classical Pali and Sanskrit texts from ancient India.
    This equanimous, aware, unfiltered, receptivity is the sine qua non of religious experience (as opposed to mere religious membership or affiliation). Opening it up makes us feel whole and alive just as eating does. There is no need to rationalize supper as being therapeutic; it is an essential expression of life itself. Similarly, to open up and know with our being is not health-giving, but life-giving. […]

    But when we open to receive the whole, a great darkness floods in too. Our previously selective, circumscribed flashlight cannot illumine it alone. We can no longer exclude the devouring mouths of time, the Hitlerian epochs cauterizing living limbs of whole centuries, civilizations, peoples; our fears for ourselves and all we love seem like ephemeral flecks of spray foaming up and vanishing endlessly on a boundless endless ocean. Human culture itself, with its religious and artistic and scientific geniuses, has provided candles, torches, even suns for us, that reveal miraculously the dry land between the seas. Vipassana is one of these. It is a technique that enables us to hear the wisdom of life itself, contained in our organism just like the wisdom of hunger, revealing the deepening shaft of vision, determination, more indomitable skill and gentleness in service of the life in which we live. Inside us and around us is the maker for whom we care. Vipassana meditation is one way to activate an enduring, sustaining love in the web of all contacts.

    Students who undertake training in this discipline will find themselves walking into a large, dark hall at 4:00 AM. Around them will be one hundred silent, seated, erect friends along the way, men and women, professors and unemployed travelers, lawyers and mothers, who have been there, morning after morning, day after day, for ten days. Darkness will fade, there will be fewer stars, the crescent moon will glow alone, birds will unroll a curtain of life before the new day, and then depart. The hall will be light, yet still, motionless, silent; a chant will begin, whose twenty-five hundred year-old words simply point us towards the best in us; and even slightly bleary and dry, the students may motionlessly reach up and pluck an invisible jewel of immeasurable worth.

    Excerpt from book “Therapeutic Action of Vipassana, Why I Sit”, by Dr. Paul Fleischman

    This lines reminds me of the many talks we had with Ronen about Yoga,  about a personal practice, the fashionable Yoga, what’s happening now in the world with people in search for a path, a true teaching, a true teacher, a true – non-illusory mean of coming back to center, a mean of finding the teacher inside…

  • correct effort, patience and perseverance

    after the sitting in Dhamma Dvara (I am still writing about that only in my mind for now, soon here), I made a decision… to make a true effort: one year of dedicated vipassana practice, twice a day, one hour sitting each.

    even if only anapana is going to be sometimes, if mind is agitated, or attention to the sensations on the small area, I am going to sit… anyway, most of the part of the practice is calming the mind (anapana).

    I know my enemies 🙂 I will make them my friends… and tools for work.

    started 12.12.2016… ending 11.12.2017 🙂

    today as I post this, it’s already with ups & downs, as always, as everything is anicca (Pali for impermanence). my mind thinks it’s not possible. I let this thought be and go… keeps coming back, seams so… permanent :)).

    besides the daily sitting, I will go at leasts twice a month to the group sitting in Cluj (Friday evenings from 18:30).

    daily also, I am keeping in contact with Dhamma work (talks, texts, books, movies etc.).

    I want to further and in detail examine my sīla (Pali / Sanskrit for morality, virtue, right conduct) , as it expresses in daily life, in what I do, how I do things… and take actions in keeping it. I already felt divergences on this subject in some aspects of my life.

    I made a list of dāna (Pali/Sanskrit for charity, generosity, giving) that I want to continue and pursue.

    in the last more then half an year I wanted to go into chanting… now I have a sense of some first small steps to personally explore this. see how it’s going.

    I’ll keep myself posted :))

    with patience and perseverance

    Buddham saranam gacchami*
    Dhammam saranam gacchami
    Sangham saranam gacchami

    I am making a true and correct effort.

    this is… today resolution :))… for the next 360 days

    amen

    I bow to all Dhamma workers, servers, practitioners, walkers of the path (whatever names they might have: Yogis, meditators, monks etc.)

    <3

    *I’m not Buddhist 😉

  • Our Best and Most Lasting Gift: The Universal Features of Meditation

    This is a lecture by Paul R. Fleischman, M.D. delivered at the University of Colorado, Boulder

    This talk was originally written in response to an invitation from multiple sponsors at Yale University. Versions of this talk were given in 2015 at Northeastern University, and in 2016 at Yale University, New York University, The University of Washington, Seattle, The University of British Columbia, Vancouver, and the University of Colorado, Boulder, Harvard University, and Brown University, as well as at Dhamma Patapa Vipassana Center, Georgia.

    This talk was recorded at the University of Colorado, Boulder and is meant more as an introductory talk using less technical language with more explanation and requiring no previous biological knowledge.

    Paul Fleischman
    audio recorded at the University of Colorado, Boulder
    Sept. 29, 2016, 59 minutes
    PDF download of the talk and the audio talk are available here.

    Direct link to the talk –here.

    Except from text below:

    “The main insight I want to emphasize is that meditation is the systematic cultivation of homeostatic regulation of the mind, body, and emotions.”

    “Another way to say all of this is that meditation is the practice of mental and emotional balancing. In silence, your thoughts and feelings rise up, demanding, threatening, or arousing you, but you then re-direct them towards calm and self-possession, practicing the restorative of equanimity.
    You exercise and expand your executive function, your ability to modulate
    your psyche. You practice self-observation, self-control and self-mastery.
    In your mind, various unmet cravings, upsets, losses and grief have caused you suffering, and meditation gives you a way to stop cycling around and around them helplessly. It provides some tools for self-collection.”

    “The mind has a substantial but nevertheless limited impact on the body. There are times when you have to fix the body by fixing the body. The reason I am stressing this is because we want to have a meditation that is realistic and honest rather than an inflated over belief.”

    “Meditation is always easy and always hard.
    It is easy because it is superimposed upon the natural restorative mental and physical functions that make life possible, the maintenance of relative stability.
    But it is hard because even the body has to work to find the middle path. All of our coats and heated homes in winter, and all of our AC cars and swimming pools of summer, are creations to help our homeostatic temperature regulators. As we live and age, our self regulation, which is subject to continuous challenge, always fails. We die. So meditation is the effort of consciousness to remain calm, balanced, homeostatic, as all the other homeostatic regulators fail. Meditation is also always a challenge because our minds are not only based on a natural function but also upon a doomed person. We can say that all information systems decay; the signals become lost to noise. We can define death as the loss of vital homeostatic regulation. When we meditate we bask in the warmth of natureʼs core homeostatic basin, and we exert the will of concentration and consciousness to persevere in natureʼs peace even as it departs from our bodies like the Lone Ranger. Meditation can become an extension, stretching into new zones and dimensions, transcending the merely natural.
    Meditation is always a challenge because our minds are not only drawn to homeostasis, but they are simultaneously working in the service of adaptive manipulation and acquisition of the outside world. One part of us does not want to relinquish its vigilance and stealth.”

    “Vipassana meditation is taught in ten day residential courses so that it starts with reasonable commitment. It is intended to shape lives through deep and meaningful psychological experiences.”

    “Vipassana meditation focuses on the experience of the impermanence of the body, with all of its molecules, chemicals, sensations, and mentations. The meditationʼs first goals are acceptance of the reality of impermanence of all our sensations with equanimity and dignity, and the inspiration to pervade the world with a modicum of peace and love. Vipassana can be interpreted as a psychology of the scientific world-view, an adjustment to the galactic cosmos of shifting and unstable things that also gives birth to us.”

    “As soon as a person sits down and closes his or her eyes to meditate, a particular psychological frame is activated. External stimuli are cut off.  Demands and intrusions are unplugged. Whatever else the meditator does, he or she has stepped back from active coping, manipulating, and
    functioning, and has risen into a realm of psychological adjustment rather
    than of instrumental action. The meditator no longer rearranges the three
    dimensional world, but, for a time at least, becomes committed to rearranging his or her own psyche. The center of concern becomes adjusting and accepting rather than dominating, organizing , or controlling. This is the psychological, subjective stance within homeostasis. We cope with ourselves. Our t-shirts could say “Thinking and Feeling Homeostatics.

    Not all psychic and social threads have been cut. In fact, the meditator joins and participates in traditions, lessons, and skill training. Although externalizing engagements have been shut down, other types of mental life
    have actually been augmented”

    “Although most meditations define some focus for the mind, that focus will be intermittent, because no one can focus perfectly, and the meditatorʼs own thoughts and feelings, fears and wishes will rise up into consciousness
    during the moments when focus wavers. The meditator will become more
    self-aware. The pre-conscious mind will emerge front and center. Mental contents that were partly or even fully hidden will be revealed as if they were on a fifty-six inch high definition flat screen.
    “Know thyself.” “The unexamined life is not worth living.”
    You canʼt be integrated with a person you donʼt know. Meditation leads to an increased unity between the conscious and preconscious mind.”

     

    “If you are doing Vipassana meditation, the focus of your meditation is your  body. Therefore you are integrating your mind and body by observing your body as the focus of your mind. The integrative process that I have described, where you come to terms with your thoughts and learn not to judge them, may also be going on with your body, with its varying sensations, pleasures and pains.”

     

    there is more… listen to the talk…

  • vipassana

    in the last 10-day course that I was sitting in Dhamma Dvara (31.11 – 11.12.2016) I was wondering… how is it that I didn’t speak, wrote about vipassana in the last years.

    then in one of the sittings it came to me and remembered that Adi told us, in one of the courses at Dumbrava (2007 / 2008), not to talk, write about it. of course that was in good spirit, as many don’t understand the techniques…  and more than that, if you ask me what it is I can say something which is through my own lenses… my own experience, perception.

    then Goenka, in one the the evening discourses, explicitly said that if we find this “technique” good for us, DO tell, DO write, DO let others know about it (of course, not by teaching it)… so that many more people can know about it and go to try it, if they feel like.

    I realized I wanted to write about it for so long now… for myself… and something was holding me back, subconsciously. now that holding back is not here anymore, I am at peace with writing about it – I will do it for myself, in the first place, as I feel, when I feel, if I feel.

    at peace,

  • medicine – Rising Appalachia

    this came to me through Melania…

    Lyrics below:

    Wise men say that rushing is violence
    and so is your silence
    when its rooted in compliance

    To stand firm in loving defiance,
    make art your alliance
    give voice to the fireMove people to the beat of the wind
    Gather yourself and begin
    to dance the song until it ends
    We are winners, champions of the light
    forming in numbers and might
    keep the truth close in sight…

    Chorus:
    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands
    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands

    Find your teachers in the voice of the forests
    unplug you cant ignore this
    wisdom of the voiceless
    Remedies are bountiful and surround us
    from the garden to the farthest
    prayers made of star dust

    Find your healing in the music that calls you
    the voice that enthralls you
    what do you belong to
    Eyes out theres the setting of the sun
    give thanks to each and everyone
    the lesson is the…

    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace I know your face, and I trust your hand
    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hand

    I believe in bending backwards and extending
    in my tracks
    trip back
    until the lesson is in action and
    your yard is feeding
    stop stark the disbelieving
    cause the garden holds the shards
    the medicine is in the seeds when

    We hold tight to our right to protect and
    we know our might is 10-fold in connection
    our elders hold them bright lights
    we protect them
    the medicine is evident
    the wolf, the hawk, the bear clan

    We hold tight to our right to protect and
    we know our might is 10-fold in connection
    our elders hold them bright lights
    we protect them
    the medicine is evident
    the wolf, the hawk, the bear clan…

    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands
    Medicine Woman, Medicine Man
    walking with grace, I know your face, and I trust your hands

    there are some other songs from Rising Appalachia, to be explored… I feel…
  • Cutia cu Bunatati din Portugalia 🙂

    Drag(a) prieten(a),

     

    Deoarece suntem in contact cu prieteni dragi in Portgualia, si astfel suntem in contact direct cu producatori de bunatati de acolo, ne gandim sa aducem incoace dintre acestea si astfel, avem disponibila cutia cu bunatati din Portugalia:

    • 5 l ulei de masline virgin, presat la rece, zona Alentejo, livrat in recipient de plastic de 5l,
    • 3 kg masline cu samburi culese de mana, selectate, de la un fermier membru RECO, din Alentejo,
    • 1 kg smochine uscate de la o familie din zona Algarven ce cultiva totul biologic, cu grija si iubire de Pamant,
    • 1 kg samburi cruzi de migdale de la diverse familii algarviene, fiecare avand intre 10-15 migdali.

    Pretul cutiei este 108 Euro si va fi disponibila la inceput de ianuarie februarie 2017 (deoarece am ales ca maslinele care sunt culese acum, sa stea 3 luni, vor fi mult mai bune!). Sunt disponibile 10 cutii in total.

    Daca vrei, se poate comanda suplimentar (langa cele de mai sus, se livreaza odata cu cutia):

    • ulei de masline 5l (acelasi) – 40 euro
    • masline (aceleasi) 1 kg – 8 euro

    Pretul cutiei include: pregatirea coletului in Portugalia, costul transportului spre Romania, pregatire colet in Romania, costul transportului in Romania catre tine cu Posta Romana sau livrare personala in Cluj Napoca sau Tg. Mures, comisioane bancare plati producatori (sau transport bani catre ei, prin prietenii nostri).

    Toate produsele sunt direct de la producator, din productia din anul acesta si sint crescute curat, biologic, agro-ecologic, cu grija pentru pamant, de la prieteni ai prietenilor.

    Te rog sa intelegi ca facem asta pentru noi in primul rand si suntem deschisi sa facilitatm accesul la produse de calitate si altora – ne ocupam de proces pro-bono. Daca sunt doritori vrem sa continuam si in anii care vin, poate si cu alte tari unde avem prieteni si sunt alte bunatati.

  • short and clear

    (I write this post in December 2016, yet the dream is still clear inside me; I usually don’t remember dreams for more then a day, or couple of days if they are really intense, strange. definitely I don’t remember details.)

    just one days after I told Annelieke about IT, that a vibration of a Being is in the space again for a while now… and that I didn’t ask for a name, I had a short dream.

    me and Ronen were outside on the deck, day light, sunny day, calm day and warm hearted space. I was facing the garden / yard, doing something (insignificant, it seams). Ronen was bend down to the rocket feeding hole, he was lightning the rocket stove. both of us were calm.

    in that moment a young boy (about 4-5 years young) was calmly coming towards me from outside of the field view. he came from the sink side of the deck, my left side of the field view.

    it was not a surprised he was there, not a surprise I didn’t know his face and I just “met” him… it was somehow natural and familiar for him to be in the space, for the three of us to be, it felt a natural togetherness.

    I had a sense that he was new in the space and at the same time that he was there already with us.

    he came to me and calmly and clearly said ” I am Daniel and I am going to come to you”, speaking as a mature person.

     

    that’s it.

  • iti scriu…

    iti scriu pentru ca esti in sufletul meu…
    pentru ca esti… in primul rand..
    asa cum esti…
    femeie… sau poate mama ce a nascut in puterea sa,
    sau wanna-be mama…
    sau inainte de conceptie…
    sau burtica… cu experiente intense…
    sau poate ai avut burtica ce s-a retras mai devreme decat era “planul”,
    sau poate bebe / puiul a plecat mai devreme, inapoi de unde a venit,
    poate esti prieten(a)… sau partener(a) de drum…
    poate fiica..
    sau doula… ori moasa…
    pentru mine ESTI… si vreau sa impartasesc cu tine despre sacredbirthing.ro
    si e vremea sa nu mai fie asa… sa fie al nostru… sa il cream al nostru,
    al nostru… al tribului:
    – tribului in care mamele vin impreuna,
    – tribului in care mamele, burticile, partenerii de drum, impartasesc din experienta preconceptiei, conceptiei, sarcinii, nasterii si cresterii sa – toate constiente, blande, cu respect suprem pentru fiinta care este bebe si care alege sa vina… pura… si pe care ne sa ne straduim sa o pastram la fel…

    – tribului in care partenerii sunt langa mamici, burtici si pitici, valorizati si imputerniciti ca niste fiinte pline ce sunt si ei/ele…

    – tribului in care doulele sprijina tot acest proces… si sunt apreciate pentru ceea ce sunt… infinit de pline de iubire neconditionata… si in acelasi timp, oameni si ele/ei,

    – tribului in care exista intotdeuna cineva la care sa apelezi cand / dupa ce nasti, sa vina sa faca de mancare sau sa spele hainele cand tu/voi esti/sunteti full time cu bebe-tocmai-sosit in lumea asta,

    – tribului in care daca nu stii ceva esti strijinit(a) sa reintri in contact cu tine, sa “vezi” ce simti si cum simti si sa alegi ce e bine pentru tine si bebe, sau daca e nevoie de informatie sa o ai la indemana aproape,

    – tribului in care increderea ca poti naste natural este ceva… natural…

    – tribului in care ai cui da un telefon daca ai nevoie de cineva sa te asculte, cand ti-e greu… atunci cand ti-e,

    -tribului in care cei care au trecut prin anumite experiente dau mai departe cu iubire,

    – tribului in care sacrul, iubirea, respectul, individul, comuniunea si comunitatea sunt elemente de baza… si unde suferinta, greul, durerea, rusinea sunt vazute, imbratisate cu blandete si spalate cu lacrimi calde – ca doar fac parte din drumul asta numit viata,

    la inceput spatiul asta il vad virtual (ca sa avem de unde incepe si pentru ca suntem fizic la distanta)… si in timp visez sa il aducem si in realitate.. intr-un centrul spiritual de nastere naturala, constienta, blanda… alaturi de toate forurile superioare :)… si… deocamdata ma pastrez in aici si acum (visez da, la si mai multe… pentru lumea asta).
    asta inseamna ca o sa incepem sa scriem… despre astea… din proprie experienta…
    mna, nu stiu cum suna  astea… asa scurt si scris… 🙂
    sa fim cu forurile superioare, zic… si sa vedem ce… nastem, impreuna :)!
    <3
  • it is a holy thing to love what death can touch

    It is…

    to love and not to hold

    inside, outside

    so inviting, so soft, so strong, so warm

    and yet… illusive

     

    holy Spirit

    oh, you offered me so much

    landing in my world, I was embraced by your vibration

    you, soft-warm, peaceful, silent, loving creature

     

    to hold! I want to hold you also in my arms

    hold you close to my skin,

    inside and outside, to hold you, caress you,

    no limit shall I place onto you, you will keep the wings and fly…

    giving, receiving… dancing the dance of life on Mother Earth.

     

    to hold, to love, to be

    on and with Mother Earth.

     

    leaving… living… deathing…

    on this land, in this heart, I am here

    vigilant to your loving embrace

    embarking on this… waiting without waiting.

     

    we are here

    healing, meanwhile.

    at your service, in service

    to you, to the world, to the higher self, to that which is and wants to be.

     

    doomed I feel sometimes, doomed to be loved by you for-

    ever

    and at the same time, “not worthy” (my mind says many times)

    to let go of this, I let go of this and I move on,

    hearing your soft touch, singing to my heart, filling my being.

     

    can you…? you ARE loving me!

    and embracing me… coming back again, and again…

    nothing sits between us… with us… he… he who offers me this, bliss…

     

    touching me

    over and over again, so deep inside

    us, we are here, welcoming you,

    coming for you,

    healing… here… hoping you feel safe and loved back to join us in full body an spirit… free… divine… sacred angel.

    my first published acrostic :), Oct 2016

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