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There are days when the dust of drying old structures and the echos of words said to conquer, and not to love, still settle over my path; and although the lighthouse in my heart still shines on it, I find it harder to figure out where my next step will be. And sometimes the slippery fear patterns try to seduce me on their negative spiral, or at least leave their trace on my soul.
And then there are days when my Ego sees the evidence of what is truly worthy and remembers that the belief in separation is pointless. In those days I step into the Knowing contained in my Dream. It is then when everything makes sense, all at once, in the most overlooked of layers of reality.
Contemplating the warmth of the blood in my veins against the cold rain outside.
The way my watercolor set looks through the empty water jar.
This moment unfolding into the future and the past.
Versiunea în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/10/06/printr-un-borcan-de-sticla-gol/
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Did you ever contemplate the landscape of the Earth without water?
Just mountains, plains and deep cavities?
No blue, no reflection, no wave? How would we learn about the soul and life?
Wouldn’t the Moon feel lonely?
If the temperature of your body, the air around you, and the water you get in to, would be in sync, you would barely sense the difference, the only contrast would be the subtle waves of pressure that results from two entities, with only a barrier of tissue and vibrations between them.
Almost suspended, like a bird on a wind current, you are being lifted without wings.
There’s a mute dialog and pure closeness.
The volumes moving inside and on the surfaces of the liquid mass that holds you, the pulling and the pressure remind you, in an undeniable way, that you are moving at once with the water, the earth and the skies, that you are in a relation with them, a part of them, and them – a part of you.
You feel a mixed sensation of primeval need for air, fear of death and need for safety. Your brain will allow you a few seconds to stay in between like this, but it will eventually go against it.
Eventually, you reach out to the surface, and for a moment, you feel new, purified, as if reborn.
Somewhere between the rain and the ocean, frailty and destruction, it quenches our thirst and feeds our dreams.
There’s always an amount of blessings we forget to be grateful about.
Varianta în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/07/12/intre-lumina-si-materie/