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Anastasia on Man, the ruler of all the Universe – raising children – [book] “The Space of Love”
“…What do parents need to do to make it so? So that children will grow up, as you say, with a soul that is free? To be rulers of the Universe and happy? As God Himself has wished?”
“They must no interfere, they need to see their children clearly in their own thinking the way God Himself has wished. It is the aspiration of all the forces of Light in the Universe that each newborn child be endowed with the very best of creation. It is the parents’ duty not to hide the creative Light under the erudition of invented dogmas. For ages upon the Earth debates have arisen as to which system might be wisest. But think about yourself, Vladimir. Debates arise where Truth is hid from sight. Fruitless debates can go on forevermore as to what might be found behind the closed door. But one has only to open the door and it will be clear to all, and there will be nothing to debate, since everyone will be able to see the Truth to himself.”
“But in the final analysis, who will open the door?”
“It is already open. All that remains is for the eyes of the soul to be opened to see and gain awareness.”
“Gain awareness of what?”
“You were asking me about systems. You were mentioning the schedules and everyday regimes and someone sets them forth for people in books. But think about it: who can tell more clearly about creation than the Creator Himself?”
“But the Creator doesn’t tell anything. Up to now He has said hardly a word. Nobody hears His words.”
“Word thought up by Man have many meanings. The Creator patiently and lovingly speaks with each one of us through splendid, imperishable acts. The rising of the Sun and the silvery sheen of the Moon, the soft mist and tender dew, playing with the Sun’s ray and drinking in the heavenly blue. The Universe is filled with so many clear examples like that. Just look around you. They touch you and everyone else too.”
Again, if everything Anastasia said about child-rearing were to be laid out, the result would probably be the complete opposite of how we handle this matter today.
I have already said that Anastasia, along with all here forebears through the ages, treats a newborn as a deity or an immaculate angel. They consider it totally unacceptable to interface with the child’s thought process.
Anastasia’s grandfather and great-grandfather were able to observe for long periods of time how their little granddaughter would be fascinated by a bug or a flower, or the contemplation of something. They tried their best to not distract her with their presence. They would converse with her only when she herself paid attention to them and a desire to communicate.Anastasia maintained that at every moment I was observing little Vladimir contemplating something in the grass, he was becoming aware not only of the bugs but of all creation.
According to her, a bug is a more perfect mechanism than any manufactured products, let alone a primitive construction set.
A child provided with the opportunity to communicate with these perfect beings with himself become more perfect than thought communication with primitive lifeless objects.
Besides, as she maintains, every blade of grass, every bug, is interrelated with the whole of creation and subsequently aids the child in becoming aware of the essence of the Universe and of himself as part of it, to become aware of his innate purpose. Artificially created objects does not have such connection and do not arrange priorities and value in the child’s brain in the right way.
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.rosi 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 :)!<3O Aurora vestitoare! 🙂
M-anclin in fata ta, FEMEIE,
Zeita plina de iubire
Tu care ESTI iubire, plina!
Deschizi suflete si primesti
Ingeri cu aripi de oameni…
Oameni cu aripi de ingeri…?
Ce mai conteaza?!…
TU, femeie, zana…goddess…
Bine-ai fost daruit-o aurora
Sosita dupa miez de noapte!
O aurora vestitoare…
Un inceput .. sau continuare…?
Si tu, BARBATE, insotitor de drum,
Ferice esti sa prinzi in palme
Asa minune vestitoare!
O, AURORA! Tu esti zeita zorilor,
Tu, Aurora, deschizi portile Soarelui
Si sufletelor celor ce te-au primit
In palme, in brate si in casa.
ESTE magie,
Curgatoare ca apa,
Plina de Iubire,
Incredere si Pace.
Fie-va casa plina de lumina,
De buna vestire…
De buna venire…
De iubire…
Azi… si in fiecare zi.
Ma-nclin
_/\_
… cu Oana si Aurora in suflet …
from fairies, with love
in ultima noastra intalnire, FairyGodMothers mi-au oferit iubire la pachet… la propriu…
am oferit una alteia biletele, cu iubire pe ele, intr-un plic…
plicul meu e plin de iubire! 🙂 <3
pana zilele am deschis plicul de trei ori (cate un biletel nou de fiecare data plus recitit cele deschise inainte), iar ultimele zile… traind multe momente mixte, printre care si de pierdere, deznadejze, jale, suparare, disperare, tristete adanca, lipsa de incredere, vina, repros… am deschis din nou plicul… si azi le-am “epuizat pe toate…
am primit iubire…
scriu aici ce am primit… sa nu uit si sa pot sa recitesc oriunde as fi… si poate cand “pierd” plicul.
dragile mele, sunteti cu mine… in momentele astea in care am mare nevoie…
si ma gandesc si la ce v-am scris eu pe biletel… un biletel mic, ce nu poate sa incapa tot ce voiam si vreau sa exprim… nu pot scrie “la comanda”…
poate ca daca nu dau coltul in viata asta prea repede va voi spune fiecareia in parte sau va voi chiar scrie o scrisoare de mana, la fiecare, ca sa incerc sa exprim… sau poate doar va voi purta in suflet, asa cum o fac deja de mult… si va trimit metta cand stau jos…
ma intorc la plicul meu cu iubire…
le pun, aproximativ, in ordinea in care le-am deschis…
Iulia,
ce senzatie de joaca, dans si libertate, senzualitate imi aduci cu tine, cu imbratisarea ta.
Zambet frumos si larg, brate iubitoare.
Drumuri in curgere, sa mergi cu lumina, impacare, implinire si iubire.
A.
Draga zana Iulia,
te imbratisez cu mult drag, sunt mereu alaturi de tine, esti o femeie minunata si ma bucur enorm ca am pornit impreuna in aceasta calatorie.
Te iubesc!
intelepciune
acceptare
blandete
Te iubesc
femeie care cu puterea,
cu puterea ei, puterea ei
deschide pamanturile, pamanturile
Imbratisare
R.
Te iubesc Iulia, copilul Soarelui si al Lunii! Femeie minunata si radianta! Zana care mi-a deschis intaia oara usa spatiului acestuia.
M.
Fa o plimbare in ploaie… cand simti
IULIA
For some reason our journeys have met.
Pare ca avem drum impreuna
pare ca, for some reason, avem inca de TRAIT
tot suntem aduse impreuna
asa ca… suntem
Esti frumoasa
Esti curajoasa
Esti puternica
Esti sensibila
Esti…
multumesc pentru fiecare clipa in care ne vedem.
Cu drag,
E.
Draga Iulia,
Iti sunt atat de recunoscatoare! Te-am simtit atat de aproape, inca de la inceput. Da, cu adevarat, ai fost zana mea. Am descoperit la tine multe oglindiri ale mele, multe valori pe care mi le doresc si eu sa faca parte din mine. Tu mi-ai aratat cat e de important sa ma regasesc, sa ma iubesc, sa ma descopar, sa am curajul sa fiu eu. Te-am simtit de-a lungul acestei calatorii ca un ghid, ca o calauza blanda si iubitoare.
Imi place energia lucrurilor primite de la tine. Poate de aceea la port cu atata placere si simt ca mi se potrivesc foarte bine.
Te iubesc si iti multumesc tare, zana mea iubita! Esti minunata!
Te pup si te imbratisez!
A.
Iulia draga mea,
Bine ai venit acasa! Asa te simt… ACASA!
Vine cu Pace si cu Bine! Chiar si cand e greu.
Sa-ti fie acasa si in continuare, in locul si cu oamenii cei mai potriviti.
A.
Vinzi voie buna… nu rosii :*
Eu de la inceput te-am simtit ca un vulcan de iubire si spatiu de manifestare. Suflet liber si aventuros ce esti si pentru care iti multumesc!
T. <3
Here when you need me
Urmatorul vine cu o inima mare, cu picatele, cu inimoare in inimioare… cu o crenguta de Mana Natura…
Pentru I(<3)uli(<3)a Sara (cuprins intr-o inima mare)
Licuricii te iubesc……..<3
Marile te iubesc………..<3
Aerul te iubeste………..<3
Eu te iubesc……………..<3
Padurea te iubeste ….<3
Iulia <3
Cararile noastre s-au intalnit din nou pe pe bucata frumoasa de drum.
Multumesc ca esti in viata mea!
Iti doresc sa iti fie drumul lin in continuare, cu pace si multa iubire.
Te imbratisez cu mare drag.
Te iubesc <3
S.
Urmatoarea e ca un pachetel, ce contine ceva…
Draga Iulia
Voiam sa iti pregatesc un cadou, dar si dori (mi-am dat seama) sa te folosesti de contactul meu si sa ma chemi cand ai nevoie, oricand ai nevoie… de o zana… sau defalt de mine, asa cum sunt :).
Cu imbratisare,
E.
Si primeste o pietricica, de la Mama Pamant, de la Cupole… puternica, tare, stabila, claditoare, rece, calda, prezenta
Urmatoarea e un evantai…
Draga Iulia,
In tine am vazut cea mai mare vulnerabilitate. feminitate si siguranta in acelasi timp.
Multumesc pentru cand te-ai deschis si cum te-ai deschis!
D.
Urmatoarea e ca un origami… ca o broscuta (sare peste cap! :)) )… un avion sau o racheta…
Suntem cu tine
Impreuna!
ma voi intoarce la plicul meu cu iubire ori-de-cate-ori voi simti…
cu plecaciune,
<3
to all the moms in the world
to all the moms in the world
Coming of Age ~ How we finished breastfeeding
in love with you, Sommer <3
in love with you, Mason <3
the highest aspects of birth
after acknowledging the highest intention of conceiving, birthing and rearing a baby, we move to birth,
because birth has impact on the entire life. In seeing birth in its entirely, there are five major elements that most affect its outcome and therefore, its impact on life. If these are acknowledged as the highest aspects of birthing, they may help you see what choices you can make in every moment towards the most conscious birth for your baby. These are arranged chronologically:
- Creating your ‘field of birth’ by your loving presence,
- Giving birth without medication,
- Raising the vibration at birth for the soul’s choice of life scenario,
- Bonding and meeting baby’s needs,
- Helping creating the clearest blueprint.
These are vitally interrelated.
Sunni Karll – Sacred Birthing, Birthing a New Humanity – Chapter 4 – Birthing Consciously: Your Gift Of Love
preserve the essence of love
What is the highest intention that parents are working toward in conceiving, birthing and rearing a child? A parent’s goal is to preserve the essence of love that is breathed into every child as the body and soul join at the time of birth. When this is accomplished, a child is in touch with his soul design, the reason he chose to be born. Our purpose in all that we do, is to allow the baby/child to continue to open to life.
“The greatest thing one can do for another is
to confirm the deepest thing within.”
Martin Buber
Sunni Karll – Sacred Birthing, Birthing a New Humanity – Chapter 4 – Birthing Consciously: Your Gift Of Love
P… Pearl
this morning I opened my eyes before 7:00… it was total silence and I had this sense again that something invited me to wake up… in the most soft way…
I was only myself still… IT didn’t enter my space… yet I felt so connected…
the dawn was cracking into the light… a bit of light was coming into the room…
bhudeva was in total peace, serenity… i… the same
in a soft alertness… attentive, my mind was sharply clear, still in that space between the worlds where thoughts are ready to be born, my heart was soft and at ease, my body relaxed… in the next moments, really close to the moments next to waking up, I felt my attention drawn to my right ovary… a short physical soft-sensation was pinpointing to that space-place…
there and then in that state of being… it came to me…
it arouse into my awareness: P… Pearl… like this!… first the first letter… then… THE name… i stayed with that observation into the awareness, like something obvious (firesc, normal) was communicated TO me. serene…
then my mind came in…
i was noticing all the questions coming into my head, each asking for priority to be answered… “what name is this?!” “how do you really spell it?” “Is it a girl or a boy’s name?” “are you serious, I am Romanian… we live in Romania… what kind of a name is this in Romanian!? my Romanian family, some friends cannot even spell it!”, “how can you name a baby like that, here?!”, “is this baby wanting this name?”, ” is THIS the baby’s name?”… and so on…
followed my mind… started my phone.
first thing I wrote shortly to Ronen: “Perl”… as we were talking last time yesterday about “it”.
I went then into searching for the name meaning. I know what pearl means… I was thinking at the same time about how fascinated I am about the unfolding wholeness in which a pearl is coming into being, the preconditions needed for it (“HER!” it’s coming into my mind more and more) to emerge, how it’s shaped and born, how it’s growing, slowly, gradually.
I was browsing after “perl name meaning”… and found the IT/Tech area… noticing thinking about myself “not again!” (I was an IT person, in the past).
then I realized I wanted to search for “Pearl name meaning”!… found this: fruit, result, precious (latin), jewel, margarita (Greek), gabish (Hebrew, I found crystal for this too…), a gem of the sea…
my mind was searching, asking… so busy…
I left my phone, took a deep breath and my awareness was back into my body and inner space… back with that obviousness of the moment.
spend (t)here some time…
got up from bed, went to the window… the day was still birthing… more and more light was coming into the room… looked outside at bhudeva… serene… looked at myself looking at bhudeva…
i was in this sense-knowing I start to be clear…
now as I am writing this I notice my mind going in circles… telling me I am ballooning myself… I let that be with softness… being also connected with the clearness.
<3
now I can finally talk to YOU :), Pearl, not with “it”… as I did up until now.
thank you for reveling yourself, Pearl, for living me inside, for being with me, with us, for bringing us ALL the love you are, offering yourself to this world…
Pearl, I have so much to offer, to be, to say, to share… please, guide me <3
I am listening… <3
PS: I notice my old-story thoughts like “are you really posting this publicly on this website?! you know the whole world will see it, right?!” coming in…
yes, I AM, I know!! :)…
nothing to hide… in fact… so much to share…. to share my love <3 … to see myself…
I am sacred… how can I HIDE THIS?!!?!?!
<3
I see you <3
“When an awakened woman looks into you, she sees your depths and awakens you to it. She brings a new you into existence. You connect to the same place in the other from which you come.
When you greet another and say ‘I see you’, a miracle happens.”
Sukhvinder Sircar