In the Moment there are no needs, no thoughts, no pains, no cravings, and no complains.
In the Moment all is Perfection.
We are there, and then it is gone.
It may be back, one day.
…I found some cards I made, though not yet published. So, once a while, I will write them here, hopefully for inspiration, reflection, and common good…
The message of the day is ALLOW.
A Cat looked at me, and I got warm inside.
Small and big Miracles happen all the time.
…EMBRACE…
Crystal Breath, Crystal Light,
Winter Nights.
Stars.
Infinity.
Sometimes I find You, sometimes You are gone….You seem to be gone….You are there, YOU ARE HERE BY ME, INSIDE OF ME…
Watching You at my birthday Fire yesterday, You beautiful People, my Tribe, near and far…
I realized …again….How different, how amazing, how very unique EACH of US are…
How EVERY LIGHT Is SHINING in each own, HOW MUCH MAGIC and HOW MUCH LOVE everyone of Us can create, how many THOUSANDS OF COLOURS WE ARE…
I ACCEPT YOU AND I LOVE YOU EACH ONE…I LOVE YOUR LIGHT , I LOVE YOUR DARK, I LOVE YOU ALL in my own way…
And You who were not there, You were and are there too…
People, Friends….on this day MY FLOWERS YOU ARE! THANKS for being by me now.
Bitchy we were that night, tiredness?, misunderstandings?, who knows… I was gonna go to sleep. Had just exit the door, my “good voice Inside” made me turn, and come back in. “I forgive You and Myself” I annonced loudly. “I do not want to go to sleep, and maybe die, without having forgiven Ourselves”. 🙂
Clear Windy Icy Starry Night, I bow in the presence of You.
Oh yes! I can also get angry: it is not so often, but it happens. I just had an “attack” the other day, looking at “old unjust stuff” regarding another person.
My Anger was strong, wild… I was furious!
And… I had to let it be. I could not find a proper way to transform it or get it out, and there was, or is nothing I can do about that story.
Remembering the teaching of grandfather Fire, I gave it food (Wood), Air, Space, and Time to expand inside myself.
I could feel the Rage vibration, strong, untamed. It burned, and burned, and burned, and burned, until there were no Flames any longer. With the dying Flames, died my Anger.