Happy Easter Time - Fröhliche Ostern!

Be sure that the eggs are hard-cooked :o)

Howl with the wolves - Monthly

Dedicated to the libra fullmoon 2010

Monthly

Watch out for the wolf tonight
he dresses up with a new coat
looking like an innocent lamb

Howl with the wolves tonight
sing a song to the moon
inviting transformation

daylight will soon blow up the pack again 

A beautiful poem by justme

You say you do not know me
Yet I know you
You say you never met me
Yet I met you
You say you never loved me
Yet I have always loved you
You say you never spoke to me
Yet I always speak to you
You say you are looking for me
Yet here I am.
You say to people we are one
Yet you act like we are two
You say you will never die
Yet you are dead right now
You said I am the answer
Yet you never asked.

You have said all these things
Some imaginary some true
You have said all these things
Still I always love you

copyright is by justme

Another friend - Giri

 Water color and fun on canvas :-)

Draft:

Done:

A friend - Jeffrey

First draft:

Half way:

Done:

bubble and demons

water color and love on canvas

Wholeness

She contains he

woman contains man

be both

and you are whole

crazy

Man-kind!

What you do to the outer woman
you do to your own inner woman too

Together we can be crazy enough
to be happy without reason

When in trouble

first aid:  *breathing*
second aid: remember the primary purpose *being*
NOT doing
NOT thinking
NOT feeling
NOT sensing
they all come after *being*
... reMembering that, 

the mind gets muzzled

Friends - inspired by Reenah

water color on canvas
draft:

done:

Who paints?

That which is painting through me

is innocent, unlogical and pictorial

it juggles the paint brush

plays with the colors

and finally lets me designate the outcome

The heart knows

The heart knows beauty

without explanation

not looking for a logical reason

The heart knows wisdom

without learning

not seeking for answers

The heart knows love

without condition

beating it continuously through your veins

keeping you al(o)ve

even when you follow your mind

Who am I?

I am a now-thing

no-thing else

paradox

I am lived by non-directional love

breathing in - taking it in

breathing out - giving it out

the direction is always clear

there is always one inhale after one exhale

like no two days without a night in between.

oO

From little o to lady O

always a beauty

be the earth on earth for your inner girl

and bemother her

then you grow up

yet the inner girl never leaves you

together you unfold your full potential

PS Inspired by Oldriska and Doreen

reshape

What is different

on the other side

of a needle eye?

Nothing -

until you squeeze 

your way through

- You change

equilibrium

Aquarell on canvas

draft

 done

untitled

Jackson crayon on canvas,

dated from ~ 1994

he he, one of the very few, 

where I managed to fill the background :-)

respite

Black is the absence of colors

A non-stimulus for the eyes

Nothing to *interpret*

No effort

void

Donna

Aquarell and chinese silk paper on canvas

delicate

Once you find joy

don't touch it

because likely it will turn into pleasure

and the mind will crave for it.

Mo-Wings

   ready to fly:

  
   2 days later...

   in the sky:

°

I dance with you
my friend
in black or in color
just take my hand
I hold your sorrow

One-soul orchestra

I sing my song
I listen to yours

tune in
to the one-soul symphony concert

Hangman

Remember the hangman-game??

Enjoy!

http://www.medeasspace.de/

elementariness

Does love grow old?

How much framework does love need?

Does love respect a red signal light?

The universe has no government

Plants and animals follow rules without discussion

ReMember we are part of nature

Love is beyond duty

Passive dynamic

The nature of the Feminine

can't be explained

It is slumbering in each being

female or male

Ready to get fertilized

when you are receptive

Then like a fetus

taking its own time to grow

Bringing the Divine into the world

when it is mature

Just be willing to be the vessel

Musketeer

 

 

 

Trimurti ?

'HOW DARE YOU?????'

yells the ego

'Ouch Ouch Ouch!!!'

cries the painbody

'I love you'

whispers the heart

Who do you listen to?

Puzzle

The mind says:

'Please let the cancer go away.'

The body says:

'It hurts.'

The heart says:

'I am afraid to die.'

A thought, a sense-perception, an emotion

all bound in time

The body is only a portal

It has its own wisdom

but can be mis-conditioned as well

After all it is just one piece

of the jigsaw called *life*

REALise that which is timeless

No experience

No explanation

female dervish sense of delight

To Handle Love

45 years

A long time to yearn for your love

18 years

A short time to love you unconditionally

After all

Love won't be received

Love can't be given

Love

always

ever

only

IS

A poem by John

My inner Woman


Like a Goddess she came from above
Took my hand and we started to walk
a path together that is lit up by Love

Such a dear soul awake in the Now
Her lovely presence is like a warm ray of the sun
In deep moments we become One

My inner woman is lovely and sweet
It is a great pleasure for us to meet
She is down to earth and profoundly wise
Together with her my New Earth arise

We raise our glasses and make a toast
To absent friends who someday will get close
Out of every moment we make the most

She is both Down Under and everywhere
Opening up for us to share
Oh yessirree
How great it is to be set free

My lovely Friend you light up the sky
Wonderful things we achieve you and I

Fluid feminity

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O°
_O°.........................The seed of feminity
__O°........................is ready to grow
___O°
__O°
_O°

O°

_O°
__O°.......................To start its activity
___O°......................just let it flow
__O°
_O°

O°

_O°
__O°......................Its manner is calm, smooth and healing

___O°.....................it gets its strength from deep within
__O°
_O°

O°

_O°
__O°......................You don't need to force it

___O°.....................there's nothing to *do*

__O°.......................it naturally happens

_O°.........................just be willing to.

O°

°

Enough is enough

We know we found love <-> love found us

when we can't measure it

The present moment fills the quantum

no thought, no imagination

that there could be anything less or more.

flow

The [flow]er grows naturally in the rythm of life
As she moves through the cycle of elements
Doing a different job in each step of her existence
Her essence stays the same.

Mothering from Earth to Earth

A worldly experience ..................................[EARTH]

(((((flavored with razor-sharp thoughts ..................[METAL])))))

overflowing with emotions ...........................[WATER]

your breath will help you .............................[AIR]

to light the flame ......................................[FIRE]

and burn it up ...........................................[\/]

The ashes ready to form the clot again ..............[EARTH]

and start the next full circle ...........................[...]

next to me

Joshi,
finished in 2010 

Party Pooper

Oh, I have guests for dinner tonight

Pain, fear and grief are having lots of fun
wallowing in memories - aaahhh so nice
fantasizing possibilities - mmmmh so sweet

Oh, what a feast!

I leave the room to walk the dog.

Huh, suddenly they realize
they don't have an audience

Pouuufffff
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Be[lie]fs won't bring re[lie]f

Are you ready for cloud No. 9?

Let's play the game of life

As long as you are a *winner*

as well as a *loser*

you have to reincarnate again and again.

Are you ready for cloud No. 9?

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Hey little girl

Hey little girl [in me]
jumping into my open arms
taking my hand and
showing me the world with your eyes

As you take over
everything is light and fresh
glowing matter everywhere
each moment a miracle

exciting adventures
too beautiful to miss a single one
Okee, lets ... take ... a ... nap...
falling asleep with the toy block in her hands

innocent or malignant

Cancer cells are ugly
in form and manner

it is said

They loose shape

expand without sense of boundaries

destroy regardless of resources.

Don't they think about it??

How could they,

they only follow their nature.

If the host is wise,

the effect guides back to life

either way.

The head says:

*Please let the cancer go away*

The body expresses:

*It hurts*

The heart feels:

*I am afraid to die*

A thought, a perception, an emotion

all bound in time.

Real dream

The sun of the night

illuminates the garden in my dream

I rest in the shadow of a tulip

A butterfly takes me up

showing me the world from above

I fall --- slow motion

The sun of the day

gently tickles my nose

telling me

*Hey, the daisies in the backyard

already raise their heads*

I touch ground

and move at the speed of *This* world

starting the dream of the day

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.((o)@(o)).....((o))....
…..((o))…((o)@(o))
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if need be

The mind will always take the long Now

the heart accepts the only Now

everlasting!

if need be, taking a back seat

Solitude, Narrowness

The greatest high security prison of the world

is the human mind

The ego makes sure 

that mainly painbodies may visit

In the solitary confinement cell of your mind

the illusion of separation is born

and stored
as long as you fight the prison walls

Reference points

The story of *little me* goes on

but from a personal skin-tight suit

it turned to a book in a shelf

and is sometimes taken out and referred to.

unit of a moment

The smallest unit of a moment 

for the mind 

is depending on its quality

I give you a nice one:

.... (_۱./_) ..........

... (_»()«_)..........

.... (_/.۱_)...........FOR YOU

...... |.| . ............

... |\.|.|./| ...........

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A mind that *feels secure* is still in control.

Devoted to Otis

They say you are a mutt
To me you are a miracle

Your big brown eyes emanate the essence of all being
your body naturally moves to the rythm of the moment

Right now your Konga (toy) is ALL there is in your world
Throwing it into the air
chasing it through the garden
jumping, tumbling, running around

Each movement couldn't be different

WHOW, there is a chewing bone
Who knows that Konga Now?

Chewing bone done,
what's next mommie??
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.....C' °° 'O.....
.......(_O_).....
...........U........

Companion of the night

You sleep next to my bed
curled up -
where is your nose?
where is your tail?

Closing my eyes
I feel your peaceful presence

Waking up at night -
I hear you softly breathing
sometimes a little lovely smack
your belly gargling to the melody of your dreams

You sleep in harmony with the night

Thanks for being next to me
anchoring me in the Now so many times.
........___.......
.....C' °° O.....
.......(_O_).....
...........U........

Cattiness

A rude male dog fight
is only a show
presenting the *weapons*
the *weaker* wisely will go.

The catfight is tough
it's a dead serious matter
subtle and rough
supposed to shatter. 

Habitue

Last night you visited me
Silently opening some doors
Ready to help me to unclose some more
You show me the life You want to live
I am willing to let You be -
LOVE

You = I = Life

You only *think* you are the dancer
because you are able to move

You only be(lie)ve you are the author
because you are able to think

Let the dancer and the dance become one -
beauty IN motion

Let the author and the story become one -
creativity IN action

No question remains

Life is the dancer
you are the dance

Life writes the story
You are the stage

Allow Life to see its creation
through your eyes

IT serves the answer

Here and Now

*Here* can be a very close place

too close to handle

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*The Now* can be very dense

too dense to soften

.•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸

Knowing - YOU ALL being t[here]

widens me up

.•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸

Now-Here [No-Where] turns into space

Who Am I?

If the world had no color

Inspired by justme, who asked the question, if the world had no color:

I give you a red
to color your heart

I give you a black
to find beauty in the dark

What's color more than an idea
yet beautiful as long we can see

Without the light of the sun
all *color-fast* would be done

A poem by Doreen

And (then) It Is Now
by Doreen:

http://bekindtoyourmind.blogspot.com/2010/01/until-you-awaken-every-word-you-utter.html

Ride the comet

°,+.*`,+.*.,+.*`,+°
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....................°,+.*`,+.°__________Giving *YOU* all the love that *I* need
...................°+.*`,+.*`+.°
......................°+.*`,+.*`,+.°_______I fill the illusionary gap
..................................°+.*`,.°
............................°+.*`,+.*`,+.°_____The melody is whole already
...........................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.*.,°
................................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°___And played from the beginning of time - unbroken
...................................°,+.*`,++.°
...........................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°_____Can we touch it?
........................°,+.*`,+.*`.°
....................°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...............°+.*`,+.*`.°
........°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...°,+.*`,+.*`.°_________________I accept your choice to suffer
..°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...°,+.*`,+.*`.°_________________Patiently I wait for you
....°,+.*`,+.*`.°
......°,+.*`,+.*`.°________________Until one day the story of our little me is over
..........°,+.*`,+..,°
.............°,+.*`,+*.°______________And we hear the first note again
....................°,+.*`+°
...................°+.*`,+.,+.°___________Let's ride the tail of the comet
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.°,+.*`,+.*`,+.*`,+.*`,+.*,.+*.*+,*.°

A poem by Kev

Duality is within
I say " All is one"
But I root for the zebra to escape the lion
I say "to give is to recieve"
But i make sure i get my fare share of the pie
I say "words are meaningless"
But write an incredibley long post to describe this
I say there is no such thing as time
But I wear a watch...is it time to pick up the kids?
I say "only the golden shimering source is real"
in this i foresake the dirt beneath my feet
I say "All is well"
Then get mad at the crazyness in the news
and wish for a better world
I say "I am in the now"
but think and think and think about being in the now
I say "I have lost my ego"
and then act as if i am special for doing so
I say "I have Awakened"
But talk so much spiritual mumbo jumbo
that I forget to see I am lost in this new Identity
I say "I am that"
But run from the place the "I am" inhabits
and hide in a spiritual fantasy.
I say "I am consciousness it's self"
but forget to be conscious of my habits and conditionings
I say "I have reached my inner bliss"
But it can wait until tuesday because mondays are too depressing
Duality is within

Unknown Beauty

Auctor by justme

This is a poem by justme:

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe.
To my sons and daughters,
Re and Horus are like babes,
thrashing tadpoles within a dome,
blinded offspring ,that, if they could see,
they could just see, a world within a world, within a world.
My footstone at present is the moon
As I look upon you.

With swirling white upon your cap
Whisked and tailed to me the seductive blue and green
Perfect lines compliment the butchered gap
that cross your crust.
Ah it was just a little while ago
From my heaven I watched the show.
As my children grabbed and played
with crystal of Ziron.

I seen how you as gas and dust gathered and contracted.
Your introduction was perfect,
as you dance.
Colliding with others to create a bigger mass
I watch the silicate rise
I looked at your time pass
And you baked your crust with pleasure, as your water appeared
And the atmosphere, ah, what a good idea.
Just a day ago, just a day ago to me.

Your beating heart of red clay drew me close
I exhaled as you formed but with no strength upon your spine.
Until a little later
For six hundred million years you say
To me, just another day
I watched you grow your garden
so perfect, everything just right.
Then these tiny beasts you formed in anticipation of,
The children of light..

Then yesterday as you say,
Less than three million years ago you came from hiding
To take a place in the play
And I was glad. I was so glad that day.

First with stump and bone from birth.
And then this very morning I watched as you made machine,
from the very formation under the performer’s earth
Powerful as any beast you kept their part in check
You copied the birds as the curtain opened and then filled your imaginary space
With rush and stress.

I felt it all.
As this pendulum you swung.
Oh to applause first Melchizedek and Ra on fine performances
They knew I watched. They knew I listened.
Ah tomorrow
Tomorrow.
I know you will fly
Then the play will continue
No more you will cry.
But you will come to me,
we shall watch the play together

Speak no more of size and number.
One hundred billion stars you say!
In this place you call your milky way.
I will show you 100 billion galaxies,
four worlds and then you shall really,
be at play.

Now you are a newborn it will not be long,
until you reach
The place where by you will command
not only the very stars and moons but galaxies
and not one word shall you preach
And you will know they are as tiny as you
as large as your imagination.
You will be glad.

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe
I know you don’t understand yet these things
In a little while you shall all be kings
And yet just one!


To watch you sleep and now awake
I will kneel to you my child, my blood , my spirit.
For our sake.

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe.
I am Auctor , I am older than time and you master
are older than I.

The dance of joy

Swirling around like a dervish
residing in the speed of the universe
feels like I am leaving my name and soul
not fitting into them any longer
 
vessels which only exist in time

 

Do we need to *know*?

As long as I try to understand with my mind, I suffer somehow.
No be[lie]f is needed to accept and dissolve anything in the NOW.

Touchez :-)

O
_O....... I was trained to be a thinker
___O
____O
______O.......but deep down always wanted to be a toucher
________O
_________O
_________O....... Now,
________O
______O
____O.......spacing the world with my hands and senses
__O
_O
O....... my heart finally touches life.
O

Guardians of eternity

Did you see -

the rainbow last night?

Framing the Milky Way,

gently coloring the dark.

Do you see -

the stars escorting the sun?

Invisible in the light of day,

yet silently connected in THIS eternity.

I see - 

every you and every me

dancing in the rythm of the earth.

It only takes one now to love eternally.

Renga

We are developing a Renga poem, HA!

Today is lovely
Here with my children and friends
Together right here

my teacher sits under a tree
should I say whats on my mind

or rather be still
and listen to the wind to
understand what is

I notice that I am here
that I am part of what is

Under a blanket
warmed by the dryer keeping
me cozy tonight

Blanket of light, inner sky
Beating heart, an inner Sun

The sun of my heart.
The warming of my Spirit
My Spirit, my soul

All will unfold when I see
That all comes together Now.

To the same old thing
The now leads all of the time -
A new beginning

Feeling all day the now of
Light Tennessee snow falling

Such soft small snowflakes
Falling from a silent sky
They caress my face

Like the kiss of a mother
on her newborn's darling cheek

Chubby kids faces
All so glowing like their eyes
Igniting the spark

A certain light shines within
Illuminating the forms

Sunrise and sunset
Birth and death, not what they seem
All blend together

A never-ending cycle
For all to understand Now.

Eating strawberry jam
on toasted corn bread muffins
such satisfaction

Sparrow on my balcony
Looking for yesterday's crumbs

Being aware that
ethereal language of
presence is preferred

The time being, look at it
It's good just now,on this place

Now is always here
Like a faithful, loyal friend
Showing us the Truth

Having a belly ache sucks
Accepting that it is, rocks

Accept that I am
I do is temporary
I am is always

Heartbeating happens to you
breathe with your heart to be free

...

Poem by Kev

This lovely poem was made by Kev:

I want peace
I found myself saying
I got down on my knees
And started myself praying

I want peace
So around the world I looked
I needed this release
So I read a bunch of books

I did a million downward dogs
worked hard on concentrating
fasting would not clear the fog
nor hours of meditating

I want peace
but sadly I resigned it
I want peace
In this world I could not find it

Until I looked with in myself
then the answer came with ease
i dropped the I and dropped the want
and what was left was peace

Innocence

That,
which is *thinking* me,
is violent and (wo) man-made.
It longs for everything and always more.

That,
which is *breathing* me,
is peaceful and natural.
It longs for nothing, but just wants to be.

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___________Merry Christmas____________
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Inspired by Anna

This pic was inspired by Anna from the book *Mister God, This Is Anna*

I am looking for Mister God with his/her eyes.
So maybe I get a little bit closer to him/her by looking into some *other* eyes.

As soon as my *imagination* of the other comes in,
the original innocence of looking (without interpretation) is lost.

So, 
what do you *see* in medea 
as an early birdie?? ;-)