Observation deck

Love does not speak of love, Love is. Every part and stage of the awaking serves a purpose in movement of whole. My body feels exhausted from early April, a lot energy upgrade and release. Just few days ago, with a packed suitcase, ticket in hand and a reasonable plan, my body collapsed and I…

Silence, Truth, The Absolute

Where are our eyes? What direction is our focus? Our senses? Could we look into nothingness with no mind, no meaning, without human/soul body multi-dimension senses? Who recognise all these? What is recognised? Does vibration, frequency, energy is part of existence of matter, form, physical or it is THE ABSOLUTE in constant renewal, formless to…

Perfect present

The source/God has made us who we are, How could we be less than perfect? How could any love be less than his will? How could we ask for something different than what it is base on our conditional mind. Everyday is perfect, Everyone is ” I Am”. The path is within, the knowing is…

Reborn

New poem, Happy Easter 💜 When the first sound was born Universe was filled with magic. Sweet fragrance of the beloved Alive, eternal, breathe in moment. There is nothing else, Only frequency of love Moving in this body, and tears of joy Ache of reborn, cry of grace Widen in my human bones. Body, soul,…

I must love you so much…

There is a room, not too large, not too small. It holds the silence of forests for me. Poppies bloom on its walls. Ocean waves could be heard in beating of my heart. Dream making is allowed between hours, day and night. I am so selfishly alone in this room. The door is unlock, I…

A witness

Ordinary moments that fill my heart with delight. I love soaking in silence and the hidden valleys covered in dew and fresh scent of a new day. I love to sit on the red armchair, sip on my coffee and gaze into solitude of my heart. Alone and connected with all. I love the sound…

Silent passion, nature of God

We began as human and awakening takes us closer to be the NATURE of GOD, silent passion of being here, in now. The rest could never be known by words and mind. The rest is the burning torch, the rest is the epic journey to true love. Human tears are so welcoming on thirsty mouth…