Hate has no power but Love does

Nothing is lost, everything is recycled.

This is why you cannot destroy, you cannot hate.

This is why only Love is the true power.

As love transform (create by purify ing).

Let's keep the balance.

Let the good and bad strike the balance.

The cooking, the purification of both will create that zero point.

This is why good is rebalanced with bad.

One is not a physical entity,

But both are dimensions

Di-mansions.

Their respective house should be purified for the inner House to be void and empty.

The Balance at the zero point is the ultimate aim of both 

The good is not good by itself.

The bad does not stand by itself.

Both are the mirror to each other as long as they are separate.

The good by itself becomes dark/the ego.

The bad by itself needs to keep sucking the light to grow.

None stand eternally on their own.

Yet, if they are purified, and brought together by the way of al-Kemia, they just peel off, as the petals do,

Makign way for the Fruit.

 

Looking in the mirror

 If I knock on the door of my inner being

With the whole attention of mine that is still frozen in a grave 

Then the door opens, litting up the very inner world i brought to its porch!

Behind the door, is Me 

In front of door is me

me is in the way 

Yet Me is the way

The writer and the reader, is not the same.

Prayer for Guidance

I submit the faults I see to 

the Ocean of Innocence within me.

I submit the desires that arise in me, to 

The River of Pure Desire within me.

I submit any want of attention and love arising in me and reaching for me, to,

The Unconditional Ocean of Love within me.

I submit my thus freed Attention to Thee,

The Keen Observer, the Ever Present Silent Motherly Companion, so perfectly measured in its Giving and Holding back, 

perfect in its creation process, who knows how to water a seed, neither too much so that it does not rot, nor too little so that it does not become dust,

Who taught me, patiently, silently.

Who never rushed me, nor pressed me. Was just silent and just patiently waiting for me just to recognise It, Her.

So Remember me, when i fail to remember You 

Ameen.

For I haven't been created in vain.

So I felt and thanked Mother Earth in early 2000.

So now, I remember again the same feel, today, in 2021.

Inbetween, the flower died and evolved into a fruit.

Let it mature, and let it go too.

Purification process - completion

 

A flower has to die, for the fruit to become.

Loss of everthing, is not an end. Not a dead end.

It is the new beginning. Phoenix rising from the ashes.

Let people rejoice when hurt affect you. And forgive them. Becquse they don't know.

They don't know any better, they don't know the Spirit, so close to them, within.

Or if they know, they forget to accept they have these hidden thoughts.

Hidden by the choice, as everything is led ooen, as soon as you feel it.

Covering up, to create an image of perfection.

Only God is perfect.

Your end is not a dead end, it is a living process.

Fruit after flower dies.

Foetus after the cell dies.

God after the human dies.

Die before you die, all masters said.

Living death is not a dead end.

Fruit is created from Life (flowers)

Chair is man made, creating dead object from dead wood.

Firstly, recognition, then submission to the living process. Is the beginning to become a fruit.

After death, know there is life. This is truth. This is true Faith. 

Secondly, know God is perfect.

I.e. not as an image to be worshipped. All scriptures warned not to create idols.

But perfect as in a living intelligent process, which knows its continuous, spontaneous course. Flowing like a river in you.

Thirdly, your perfection lies in not covering the truth. Your perfection lies in the remembrance of this perfect living process that you have to ride, like a boat on a river or a train on its track.

Unknown, mysterious yet self sufficient.Perfectly wired to growth.

Fourthly, what is to not cover and to remember?

Not to cover what clouds you see, feel in you, not cover the limitations you see and feel.

Such as anger, jealousy, envy, seeking constant attention, approvals, praise, love even.

Feel each emotions as they surface on the lake, when the dirt is stirred in you.

Life, its manifestation, ie people are your teacher. The perfect living process, remember?

Once you feel them, do not deny them. Do not turn a blind eye to it, as if you hadn't seen them in you. Do not reject them. 

Instead Bury your dead, with honor and love.

See them, and forgive them, let them go, entrust them into the Ocean of Innocence.

For heart to open up, the four rivers have to irrigate It.

Ocean of Innocence.

Ocean of Love, detachment, love for every feeling/unconditional as explained above no covering.

Pure Desire, let your desires arising be iffered to thr ocean of innocence within to be purified

Once you bury your dead. Silence.

The fourth river will arise, and open the other four in your brain.

Lastly, Remember. 

For each clouds passing by on the acreen of your mind, unload it, forgive, let it go when it arises in meditation or in your life on spot. Life is also meditation, once you have grown from sitting to standing and walking meditation.

This purification 

You can feel the nerves knot unknotting themselves in your heart, in your back of head.

Hence traits of your face change.

Auspiciousness is seen on your face. Flawlessness.

Because the living process is perfect.

So, you have sacrificed and entrusted to your inner Ocean of Innocence, Love and all That is.

I am what I am.

Ameen.

As God is the beginning and the end.

All e

Problems and Solution

 Problems come from within.

Solution, R-evolution has to come from within.

By upgrading consciousness.

Fortify your Attention

Laser like focus of Attention.

Needs training, everyday.

To anchor it, to let it grow.

Unload your Attention from this and that, and whenever you see clouds hovering on it, let it soak it into the Ocean of Innocence, within.

Condemn not, instead be KIND to yourself.

All and Everything is within.

Life, in me

I am just an electromagnetic field.

Like a lake of plasma, where the gods are being projected

Whatever they project, ugly or beautiful, it is not me

It is not me, it is not me, it is not me.

I am just a mirror of creation.

Who am i

Me, the mere mirror

Has been given the blessing of life

To Self Reflect

So judge me not, for what you see, is not me.

Life has poured Its Self into me, created me.

Though a creation from there, myself I became, here,  a Creator...as the elixir of Life has touched me.

Neither this, nor that

I am what I am

From creation to Creator

Still, Life, is the Best Creator of creators.

Noble Nature

 "There are some natures too noble to curb and too lofty to bend" - Little women 

Gracefully said.

The lenient way of acceptance. 

This is  a very loving way of giving space to that which the society tries to put in a box.

And if you don't conform, then you are condemned.

Truth is, this sentence found its echo and has stricken a chord in many.

Why so?

Because that part of our true nature found at last some recognition.

The beauty of Nature lies in its silent, ever-giving creative force.

Usually, we love to make noise to attract attention.

The louder, the better. Even more in our current society. 

Making a name in the society, having a title, making a show of oneself, being anti conformist etc. To leave a mark, to make a distinction from such and such.

Everything, whatever the form is, aims at one thing truly... To be seen. It begs for attention. It begs, in truth, for love.

Why Christmas time is so happy?

You go to a store and you feel like buying everything you see 😉

Why is it so?

Same store, once closed, drama is over. You'd run away from it at night time when it is empty.

Because the human warmth is gone.

Humans emit something joyful, even if themselves they don't know it.

So, it is not really the object you want to buy, but the experience of feeling the warmth of humanity, reflected on these items that gives you the joy and pushes you to grab hold of it.

Attention is the food that each soul, in truth, thirsts for.

Yet, with attention being such a valuable curren-cy, where does it flow?

Who's land do you irrigate with your attention?

You irrigate a land that is not yours, which fruits will never be yours. To eat.

You'll end up thirsty and hungry.

Lit the light inside first, grow in depth, then let it spread around.

Do not borrow someone else's light by mimicking it, because you think it is what the standard is.

Nor give your light to someone else, while you need it most.

Instead, forgive in yourself all the limitations and pain you feel,

So that your own light be allowed to shine and thus truly be seen.

To me, our true Nature, our true Essence is so noble that it just wait in silence for us to recognise it.

Our attention to it, will allow it to grow strong, straight and high, like a pine tree 🌲🌲🌲

So, it is more correct to say,

Our Nature is too noble to curb and too lofty to bend. 

It is how we came in this life when born.

Then, why do we leave it so ugly looking?

Mother Mary

 There was such a nice vision/ dream.

In which I saw a white space, where couple of people were doing their activities.

And I was seeking something else, that's when the scene shifted and I found myself looking at 3 women closed to God.

One of them, that i only remember, was the first.

And it was mother Mary. She was standing in her mihrab, or praying niche.

And I remember to have seen them all 3, and exclaimed, 'Oh they are so closed to God! I need to slow down the time, to catch them up'.