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Bubble of Life

    Feminine energy is commonly associated with softness, tenderness, lightness, maybe even an aerated state, it’s full of movement (Shakti), has its own current (vibe), it flows, has its own rhythm (influence). It’s a soft rhythmic beat, tender like a heartbeat. Soft but powerful. Tiny but potent.   Think of emotions as a flowing river (Blood). Imagine the countless bubbles to be countless memories that fill the water with air (DNA memory Imprints). Each memory bubble just waiting to burst, (to be looked into), only to merge with the rest of the flow, through the currents, giving up its individual resistance, in order to flow. Here on, it just has to be. It’s definitive in its own unique sense of identity, as a part of a whole. Alone and together. Yin and yang, north and south, it merges but does not lose or diminish in its power. It has access to the strength of the whole. It’s in a state of oneness. The merging results in you, being the state of oneness, to experience life seamless
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Willpower

  The process of making and acting on decisions. An ability to guide, and channel our desires into fruition. The permission given by self, to think, act, react, respond or ignore. The ultimate source and supply of motivation and momentum. This is what comes to my mind, thinking about willpower. I often contemplate, on the source of this magnificent force, The Will. I think, it comes from desires, deeply rooted in tendencies, (vasanas) which I believe, have something to do, with our aural energy. Our aural energies, are made up of thoughts and emotions, stored as records on the cloud of our consciousness. We are here to experience life. There really is no concept, of settling down on this planet, but it clearly doesn’t stop some people, from wishing and trying. The idea is to create the “self”, not go outside of self, in an attempt of finding yourself. Sounds counter- productive. We are not lost items, that need to be found. We really just need to pay attention, to the meter of our heal

Fear of Happiness

  When we were kids we were filled with ideas about a perfect world. We had dreams, hope and faith to support our enthusiasm.  Enough to sail us through childhood. We had the imagination to create and dwell in our new imaginary world, which changed every day based on environmental influences. We dreamt of what adulthood would be like. Unlimited freedom to fulfil deep desires. Growing up was more about being able to live our imaginary life than about the affordability aspect of it. It was about “what “we wanted and not about “how” we got it. Logic wasn’t a tool used while dreaming up a future. We absorbed the world around us and responded to it with innocence and trust, reciprocating the data with visions, imaginations and dreams for the future. We knew, that if anything were to go wrong, there’ll always be someone having our backs. As kids, this knowledge gave us the confidence to attempt at winning, or trying and failing at something. The energy to “try” came from the faith w

Poked

    We spend a huge portion of our lives, in perfecting a system, in hope of it helping us maximize the returns from our Earth bound experience. We create routines and a sense of paper perfect, in hope of experiencing all the good stuff, life can possibly offer. We want to do more, think more, travel more, to "feel" alive. I think we have enough feelings even without the stimuli. This body, we lovingly abuse.  Taking for granted its every function and use. Not thinking for a second about what’s holding it all together. Our “will power” is tested daily as the number of man-made beautiful objects increase their visibility, through mass advertising on social media. Our "attention" is all over the place with no realistic believable future to pin hopes on. The mind doesn't remain focused long enough to gather enough energy to finish crafting a dream worth living. Have we lost our ability to connect, to be within and happy with oneself?  Is friendship