Infinite longing

''If you try to aim for it, you are turning away from it.''

"Believe those who are seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it." Andre Gide


''Not all those who wander are lost...''

The tides.../from my heart to yours/

''When I meet you, in that moment, I'm no longer a part of your future. I start quickly becoming part of your past. But in that instant, I get to share your present. And you, you get to share mine. And that is the greatest present of all. 

...Because the rain will wash away everything if you let it. I want her to see the world through the underside of a glass bottom boat, to look through a magnifying glass at the galaxies that exist on the pin point of a human mind...'' Sarah Kay

 ''The next chapter of your life is about to be written. But you are the author and must determine what will be said."  James Weeks/Across The King's River.

''Love is not about how many times you touch, but by how many times you reach each other.'' 

Como la lluvia sobre tu cara...

Una palabra no dice nada 

y al mismo tiempo lo esconde todo 

igual que el viento esconde el agua 

como las flores que esconden lodo 

Una mirada no dice nada 

y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo 

como la lluvia sobre tu cara 

o el viejo mapa de algun tesoro  

Una verdad no dice nada 

y al mismo tiempo lo esconde todo 

como una hoguera que no se apaga 

como una piedra que nace polvo 

Si un dia me faltas no sere nada 

y al mismo tiempo lo sere todo 

porque en tus ojos estan mis alas 

y esta la orilla donde me ahogo 

''The only thing we never get enough of is love, and the only thing we never give enough of is love.'' 

Брилянт в нощта...

"Love is the answer, no matter the question"

''The source of the river is within you, in your heart chakra, when is fully awakened...''

Today...

 ''Today is the day that will soon pass away 

tomorrow may come,

 but no one can say... 

Yesterday's gone, it can't be replayed.

 Is there anything real that won't fade away?

 No one can say. No one can tell you what's real and what's not,

 no one can say where we start or we stop.

 Some say the bottom, others the top,

 no one really knows, but they pretend to a lot.

 But, still we exist, somewhere, 

i am certain, peeking from behind some invisible curtain. 

 Somewhere we exist in one second of time, 

we can see to the future and all that's behind, 

spending our time connecting dots with a line. 

Wasting each day, i have to ask why?

 Why do we worry in this given day? 

Why do we care what others might say? 

What is my life if i live for tomorrow 

or toil and weep over yesterdays sorrow.

Cherish today for it is the only one, 

one chance at life and it set's with the sun...''

Far away...

''Когато дълго време нещо ти е липсвало и го намериш, отваряш душата си и даваш всичко... Даваш, без да мислиш, без да мериш какво и колко... Даваш и от това се чувстваш щастлив...

 Сърцето ти, което до сега е било ледено, бавно започва да се затопля... Затопля се, докато започне да гори...

 Живееш така в унес, обгърнат от магията на истинската любов... Мислиш, че това е завинаги...

 Всеки ден усещаш онова пърхане на пеперуди в стомаха си и се усмихваш на късмета си... Късмета да срещнеш точно този човек... точно сега...

 И един ден, когато вече вярваш, че всичко е ясно и нищо не може да помрачи щастието ти, това се случва...Чуваш няколко думи, които те събарят...

 В началото не искаш да ги приемеш... после ги приемаш и се питаш “защо?” – милиони пъти си задаваш този въпрос – “защо трябваше да го знам”... Отговор няма...

 Осъзнаваш, че, всъщност, тези думи не са толкова страшни, не ти отнемат любовта, не променят почти нищо, но...почти!

 Твоето ранимо същество никога няма да се чувства пак така, по същия онзи вълшебен и неповторим начин...

 Ще продължиш да обичаш пак толкова много, но онова пеперудено усещане ще се смени с усещането за парещи въглени...

 Ще знаеш, че си обичан, но не си най-обичаният... А когато дълго време си вярвал в това, после боли... боли много...

 Но... ти си човек... А ние, хората, сме такива – приемаме всичко – по-лесно или по-трудно...Свикваме и продължаваме...

  Но вече не сме същите и никога няма да бъдем...'' /от интернет/ 

''Only from your heart can you touch the sky.'' Mevlana Celaleddin-i Rumi

“Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again , come , come.”  Mevlana  Rumi

In your quiet inner moments...

 "In the fire of adversity - that's where you'll discover your true power and what you're really made of. What you've been thinking, feeling and going through is no mistake. There's a plan behind it - a higher one. It's a spiritual way of getting your attention and preparing you for a higher calling. Out of this fire the ancestors hope to fashion a new being out of you. A being that is attuned to that inner voice and the demands of his or her destiny." James Weeks/Across The King's River

''It takes a lot of guts to love people the way they are, so we rather choose to love our versions of them!'' 

''Your heart is the foundation of your wisdom; love is intelligent; and knows the truth of things.''

 ''For warmth, contact is needed. Above the unity of being is the union of love.'' NM

"What matters most is how well you walk through the fire."  Charles Bukowski

That's strength. Pure, unadulterated strength...

Paper boat

''You will never get surrender completely to someone. Truth. Until the day you get completely deliver you the same. That day you can surrender to whom you choose. Your desire will be fulfilled..........Once you make a paper boat, there not will be a stream ... Let have more rainy days and streams created by the rain...

There is a small black spot on the sun today..........

''...Because the rain will wash away everything if you let it. I want her to see the world through the underside of a glass bottom boat, to look through a magnifying glass at the galaxies that exist on the pin point of a human mind...''

A bird of dreams

''In the shadow of night.

Sometimes, in the shadow of night.

I become spirit.

The walls, the bars, the gratings

disolve into light and I unloosen my soul

and fly through the inner darkness of my being.

I become transparent. A bright shadow.

A bird of dreams, singing from the tree of life.

I have no presence.

I have only a past and perhaps a future.

The presence has been taken from me.

I'm left in an empty space whos darkness, 

I carve, carve at with a knife in my mind.

I must carve myself a new out of the razor wire of fuzzyness.

I will know the essence and the pain of freedom.

I will be ordinary again.

Yes ordinary.

That terrifying condition where all is a possibility.

Where a presence exists and must be faced.

Listen to me, listen. I am the Indian voice.

Hear me [sheer me] crying out of the wind.

Hear me crying out of the silence.

I am the Indian voice. Listen to me.

I speak for our ancestors.

They cry out to you from the unstill grave.

I speak for the children yet unborn.

They cry out to you from the unspoken silence.

I am the Indian voice. Listen to me.

I am a chorus of millions.

Hear us.

Our Eagle cry will not be still.

We are your own conscience calling to you.

We are yourself, crying unheard within you.

Let my unheard voice be heard.

Let me speak in my heart and the words be heard whispering on the wind

to millions.

To all to hear. To all with ears to hear and hearts to beat as one

with mine.

Put your ear to the Earth and hear my heart beating there.

Put your ear to the wind and hear me speaking there.

We are the voice of the Earth, of the future, of the mystery.

Hear us

Hear us...''

Who looks through the eyes of the falcon?!

The dance

I have sent you my invitation,

the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.

Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!”

Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

 Show me how you follow your deepest desires,

spiraling down into the ache within the ache,

and I will show you how I reach inward and open outward

to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, every day.

Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart.

Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved.

Tell me a story of who you are,

and see who I am in the stories I live.

And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice.

Don’t tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day.

Show me you can risk being completely at peace,

truly okay with the way things are right now in this moment,

and again in the next and the next and the next. . .

I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring.

Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall,

the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will.

What carries you to the other side of that wall, to the fragile beauty of your own humanness?

And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries thathelp us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud.

Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance,

the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart.

And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.

Show me how you take care of business

without letting business determine who you are.

When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul’s desires have too high a price,

let us remind each other that it is never about the money.

Show me how you offer to your people and the world

the stories and the songs you want our children’s children to remember.

And I will show you how I struggle not to change the world,

but to love it.

Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude,

knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging.

Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words,

holding neither against me at the end of the day.

And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest

intentions has died away on the wind,

dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale

of the breath that is breathing us all into being,

not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within.

Don’t say, “Yes!”

Just take my hand and dance with me.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Mystic heart

''We 'think' that we love, but love is not a thought, feeling, or emotion. It is beyond mind - love is the state of being that prevails when one realises their essence. Love is a transcendental state of mind. Only when we transcend what we think about others can we truly love them. This is art of relating, which creates beautiful connections, not just mundane relationships that drown under the waves of emotional storms and clouds of expectations.

Do you really know the person you claim to love? Have you seen and felt these in that human being: sacred life force within, truth in the eyes, purity of the consciousness ,and beauty of the heart?! You think that you know that person, but what you know is an image that you built up with your thoughts. Thoughts come from the storehouse of memory called past. You were not born with these thoughts. These thoughts were given to you by society, culture, and education in form of beliefs. All your thoughts signify the conditioning of mind - they are like clouds in the clear sky-like consciousness. What you think is right and good...

If you really want to love, you need to shed this conditioning - all your stagnant beliefs, opinions, labels, and perceptions. They are a burden that you have been carrying. It is not doing any good in the world, other than creating differences, discrimination and wars. This is mine, that is not mine, these are my fellowmen, those are not, this is good, that is bad. Such short life, such tiny beings in a vast magnificent universe and such a load of burden of thoughts! Life would be so much easier with acceptance of what is, rather than expecting what should be.

Let the thoughts go, let your mind be clear like the sky, open up the window to the mind that is your heart. May be, fresh air will come from emptiness of the space and bring in pure and fresh energy of the space that is love. Feed some positivity and wisdom to your mind, instead of same stale thoughts and beliefs. 

Live, don't just exist

See, don't just look

Listen, don't just hear

Accept, don't just expect!

As you shed your thoughts, you stop reducing other person to being a projection of your mind - a bundle of images and opinions. Then, you really see, know and feel the essence of the other. This connection of two beings in their essence is unconditional love.

Unconditional love means unconditional acceptance and unconditional compassion.

Unconditional love means acceptance of the uniqueness of the other person. The divine energy of the universe manifests in various forms and each form is a unique expression and manifestation of divine. Thus, everyone is a different, yet perfect aspect. Acceptance of totality of the universe brings acceptance of uniqueness of each form. This is respect for all life and sanctity of divine energy that runs this universe. Accepting other person and enjoying the differences brings joy to life. 

Learn to accept other's choices, responses, gestures, and ways of expression. Instead of imposing your choices and judgements or expecting them to behave, act or respond in a desired way, be gracious enough to respect them as unique human beings and accept them the way they are. 

This does not imply that one cannot express their desires to a partner, but think over what really is a necessity and what is a mere imposition and stubbornness. Express what you want to express but do it with love without demeaning or blaming. Nobody is a mind-reader. Moreover mind is always fluctuating - thoughts keep changing and all desires/expectations are nothing but thoughts. Thoughts come and go, but love stays. That brings us to unconditional compassion.

Unconditional compassion means to be present to the love in a relationship even in moments of separation, disagreement or conflict and being kind, understanding, and patient. To prove righteousness all the time leads to dead relationships that cause suffocation and pain.

There will be moments of anger, hurt, pain, conflict, but you can choose to look beyond what is happening and be present to what is - the bigger picture that is love. 

Forgive whom you have to forgive

Let go of what you have to let go

Still your mind 

Open your heart

Let it fly..

Let it look into another heart 

Let it connect to another soul

Let it love...

Let it be kind and compassionate

Let it be caring and giving

Let it be accepting and understanding

Heart is all this and much more

If you let it be...

If you really love someone, set them free from your expectations, judgements, labels and prejudices. Whether they come back to you or not, they will remember you with a smile and you, my dear friend, will have peace of mind, joy in heart, and clarity of consciousness. This state of being is love and being love is all that matters. Everything else comes and goes as we manifest and dissolve back into the eternity of space.''

...To understand in depth the heart of someone ...

In the most deep ...

LOVE WITHOUT LIMITS

''Turn your attention away from the dream right now. Just for right now, you don’t need it. Let the thoughts and worries of the dream character continue as they will, but just step back for a moment and watch it happen, watch the dream character involved in its dream. And while the dream character is going about its business, turn your attention to the one thing right now that is shining and clear, peaceful and unassuming, steady and solid: the consciousness with which the dream character is being observed. Just rest here, in the unchanging consciousness which reflects but is not changed by what it reflects. This is reality. Nothing else is. Rest your attention here. Get to know it. Let the reality of consciousness be known to you, as you. Nothing needs to be done here. No thought affects it, and so thought is not needed. No action affects it, and so action is not needed. It’s not possible to do anything with this consciousness because this consciousness is everything already. Pay attention to it for a moment right now and it is easily noticed that consciousness is complete. And since consciousness is complete, you are complete. The only thing that ever makes you feel like you are not complete, not whole, and that you need to “return” somewhere to find wholeness, is that you have put your attention into the dream life, and forgotten that wholeness is all that you really are. So observe the dream character as it desires enlightenment, and as it desires love, reassurance, respect. Watch the dream character as its life plays out. It is not who you are. You are this consciousness, which has no mortality, no vulnerability, and no limits. Beyond all imagination, the nothingness within which resides the seed of all existence, the shining creation of infinite universes – this is you. Put your attention here, and allow your sense of this to grow. If you are looking for Wholeness, here it is. If you are looking for True Love, here it is, in the One Unlimited Self that is Reality. No other love is possible. And this Love is already here, as You.'' Annette Nibley

''Love pays attention without clinging. Appreciates without possessing. It honors all feelings and experiences without being defined by them.''

Who'll tell us when we'll be tomorrow...

I will look in the sky

I will search for the sun

Who'll tell us all about

When we'll be tomorrow

I will read all the books

On my kness countlessness

To tell you what about

The legends of the past

I will wait for the sun

On the top of the world

To tell you all about

The beauty of the light

If you look inside your soul

The world'll be longer to your eyes

You'll see...

I will stay in the rain

How can sun will come through

Then I'll see it belongs to a mystery book

I'll stay up in the night

Looking moon shooting stars

To tell you how my name

You see all universe

If you look inside your soul

The world'll be longer to your eyes

You'll see...

I will wait for the sun

On the top of the world

To tell you all about

The beauty of the light

I'll stay up in the night

Looking moon shooting stars

I will look in the sky

I will search for the sun

I will wait for the sun

On the top of the world

I will look in the sky

of the world, of the world ...

All words are spelled ... All songs are sung ...Nothing more to say ...Uttering the words and sing the songs ... All you need to remember is there .. Let's your life is good ...

Rhythm in your mind...

 ''There is a rhythm in your mind

You'll feel the power deep inside

Ooh, let's celebrate every single day

There aint no mountain I can't climb

The melody makes me high

Sing a song along the way ...''

The most beautiful heart

''One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, “Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.” The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared “How can he say his heart is more beautiful?” they thought. The young man looked at the old man’s heart and saw its state and laughed. “You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.” “Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom have given my love – I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.”

“Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges – giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.

They embraced and walked away side by side.''

 ''Don’t go for looks; they can deceive.Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away.Go for someone who makes you smile, Because it takes only a smile toMake a dark day seem bright.Find the one that makes your heart smile.''

''The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows what the mind cannot understand.''