It All
and We All
strive for
Balance,
like Water
fills the Pit,
and is Peaceful,
until the next Drop
comes,
and modifies
the Balance.
That We call
Movement.
Both,
Amazing States.
It seems We “need”
to be commanded upon,
to be told what to do,
and what not to do.
And We seem to love to obey.
That is how We create
both “good” and “bad” “Chiefs”
to rule upon Us.
“Good” Guides are a “good” thing…
They express our Voices,
and act for common Good.
What about we enriched Ourselves
by “allowing Our Own inner Guide”
to express and act when necessary,
and to shut up when
nothing relevant appears?
Giving Responsibility,
Taking Responsibility,
Sharing Responsibility,
and some Free Room
for Something Else
to manifest?
foto of Graffiti (unknown artist, Hornbæk, 2020)
Tales from Life
I have had my cousin visiting.
He is 26, and I am much older,
and I have no kids.
We communicated good,
exchanged and inspired each other,
’cause we do not judge each other,
or at least so it seemed,
and we listened instead.
And we did things.
It was fresh and enriching,
and of course trying (too) at times, but…
good times!
And …
We both seemed to understand
the part each of us has
of “Human folly”,
of unsolved parts,
of crazy Dreams,
weird patterns, etcetera…
And we laughed about it.
Generation mix is like
Spring Winds,
or Clear Water.
Precious,
Provoking,
“Healthy”
I had an sms (text) exchange with a man who I know a little, but we communicate regularly.
He is “a strong man”, a hard physically working man, feelings and emotions are held under control. Or at least that is what he thinks about himself and how he lives.
Even when a very close person in his family died, he could not cry.
It finally happened in connection to a visit from another close member of his family, and he immediately “packed” himself back into his “strenght” right after, denying his “fragile moment”.
He said it was a Waterfall of Tears, and as he thought it was finally finished, it bursted out again.
I complimented him for sharing with me, and for allowing himself to be “touched” by “vulnerability” .
Much is needed to some of us to open and let go…
And… even more to show ourselves to somebody else when we are “small”.
And…when we are “cracked” once, the Water of Tears may find its way again.:)
Vulnerability can be a Powerful sign of Inner Strenght.
A little story.
I wanted to go and see a couple of Friends living out of the city. I called, and they were both happy and excited to meet again, “long time no seen”.
The day before leaving, I wrote her to tell my arrival time and location, since one could come there from two directions. She texted back asking if she should pick me up at the station.
I answered ” That would be lovely, but I do not want to disturb”.
The moment I sent the text I realized something was wrong, and wrote again “Yes, please do!”
Of course, every longer visit is a mix of much enjoyment and a little disturbance.
But why did I have to mention it?
By mentioning it I maybe had created “a seed of disturbance”.
As we all are aware of, words have an enormous power…:)
But, lucky enough, we had three wonderful days.
It rained in my house…
I wandered what the teaching was, more than the roof panels were old and needed a change.
The answer came late. The White Emptiness had inspired and touched me.
The same Emptiness inspires me to paint more, and refresh the whole house, including of course to have a look at my belongings. Cleaning up, letting go, become closer to me, Healing at the end.
I baw to the Rain who inspired me again.
Thank You Water.
In order to restore my toilet,
I had to empty it to repaint.
Because I got so little room,
Part of my library,
And all my Colours and Materials
Had been living there, on shelves.
And …
As the little Space got empty
I got caught in a moment of …
Space was Naked and Pure,
And so it had to stay.
No more “stories” on that wall.
No more Identity
No more Things.
Move, Replace, or Out!
“Enlightenment” in a toilet can happen ?
Everyone would talk about it,
But is sounded far.
We saw it in our Families,
But still did not get it.
Old age appears,
And Soul is still Shining,
And so are Emotions,
And Mind cicks on fine….
It doesn’t feel like any one Knew Before…
It feels…like a change.
Another Transformation.
The Body is different,
and the Dreams suddenly have a “closing time”….
It is not forever any longer,
It is Now or very soon.
…
I collect Fall Leaves every year,
And find them Amazing and Beautiful.
Now my Body is like an Old Leave.
It is the Time to Love and Honor me most,
There is no more Protection from Appearance.
A new kind of Nakedness, a new Truth,
Unchangeable and Irreversible.
Decay is the great Teacher,
And Death the ultimate One.
Living, Living Now.
And it is okay.
My Mother used to say…
“The God that made it wet
Dries it up”…
That is my mantra today
While it is raining
Through my roof.
Ironically,
And lucky enough,
The new roof is laying on the grass,
Right outside my door.
…And…
Drops sound good!
Trying to keep Faith…
That Rain will soon stop,
And trusting God will dry it up
So we can change the roof
As soon as possible ☺
Screw off your Brain
For a time.
Light is High and Strong.
You See
You Know.
Dance with Your Helpers
Dance with Your Friends.
Dance You in Extasis,
The Whole You.
Breathe…
Breathe…
Thank and Release…
Release…
Release.
Sing …
Offer to Fire,
Earth’s Fire,
Celestial Fire,
Your Fire.
Offer to Spirit.
Sing to Spirit
Bless
Bless …
Move Through.
Change is Happening
Right now
Healing is Happening
Right now.
We are All blessed
And We All are Healing
OBS!
Screw your Brain on again
When finished