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Una volta che abbiate conosciuto il volo, camminerete sulla terra guardando il cielo, perché là siete stati e là desidererete tornare
Once you have known the flight, you will walk the earth looking at the sky, because there you have been and there you will want to return
Leonardo Da VInci
"The love of God, unutterable and perfect,
flows into a pure soul the way that light
rushes into a transparent object.
The more love that it finds, the more it gives
itself; so that, as we grow clear and open,
the more complete the joy of heaven is.
And the more souls who resonate together,
the greater the intensity of their love,
and, mirror-like, each soul reflects the other.".
“The mind can go in a thousand directions,
but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace.
With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.”
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
The soul is all light, but all darkness is caused by the death of the heart. Pain makes it alive. The same heart that was once full of bitterness, when purified by love becomes the source of all goodness. All deeds of kindness spring from it. ~ Hazrat Inayat Khan
Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of death.
And he said:
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heath of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor. Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times,
In life after life, in age after age forever.
My spell-bound heart has made and re-made the necklace of songs
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms
In life after life, in age after age forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together,
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount
At the heart of time love of one for another.
We have played alongside millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love, but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you,
The love of all man's days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life,
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours-
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
Don't look for my grave on earth, my grave is in the hearts of lovers.
when we observe the stars, we see the
blackness of space; when we turn our
attention inward, we see the Light of God ...
"The human being is like a hostel
Each morning a new guest comes by.
This one is joy, this other is sadness.
There comes meaness,
There comes a spark of awareness.
Dark thoughts, shame, evil.
You can find them at the door laughing.
Tell them to come in.
Be thankful with those who come
Because each one has been sent
As a guide from beyond"
Jalaluddin Rumi :
Remember God so much that you are forgotten.
Let the caller and the called disappear;
be lost in the Call.
Remember, the deep root of your being, is the presence of the only Being.Give your life to the One who already owns your breath and your movements."
the words horizon
heavenarch of souls
Kahlil Gibran :
/Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
/And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
/All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.
/Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.
/I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.
/If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
/If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.
/Let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
/There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
/Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
/We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
/When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
/Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands joined...
Earthly bodies must often separate for earthly purpose,
And must live apart impelled by worldly intent. ...Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty ...Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!
Rabindranath Tagore: Brink Of Eternity
In desperate hope I go and search for her
in all the corners of my room;
I find her not.
My house is small
and what once has gone from it can never be regained.
But infinite is thy mansion, my lord,
and seeking her I have to come to thy door.
I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky
and I lift my eager eyes to thy face.
I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing can vanish
---no hope, no happiness, no vision of a face seen through tears.
Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean,
plunge it into the deepest fullness.
Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch
in the allness of the universe.
THE GREAT INVOCATION
"From the point of Light
Within the Mind of God,
Let light stream forth into the minds of men.
Let Light descend on Earth.
From the point of Love
Within the Heart of God
Let love stream forth into the hearts of men.
May Love increase on Earth.
From the Center
Where the Will of God is known
Let purpose guide our wills
the purpose which the Masters know and serve.
From the center which we call Humanity
Let the Plan of Love and Light work out
And may it seal the door where evil dwells.
Let Light and Love and Power
Restore the Plan on Earth."
beautiful Serbian proverb:
“Be humble, for you are made of earth.
Be noble, for you are made of stars.”
"I saw an Angel imprisoned within the marble, so I carved until I set it free"
This post is about our emotions and thoughts enslaving our lives to the point that they cloud the light of Our Divine Nature ...
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THE SECRET HISTORY OF CONSCIOUSNESS
by Meg Blackburn Losey, PH.D
a book that offers a witnessing of the author's sensational experience into multi-dimensionality,
describing her work with the Masters, initiations and healing chambers in the old Atlantis.