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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

The Space Between

The Space Between - Dave Mathews Band

The Space Between 

You cannot quit me so quickly
There's no hope in you for me
No corner you could squeeze me
But I got all the time for you, love

The Space Between
The tears we cry
Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain

But will I hold you again?
These fickle, fuddled words confuse me
Like 'Will it rain today?'
Waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we're playing

We're strange allies
With warring hearts
What wild-eyed beast you be
The Space Between
The wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep safe from the pain

Will I hold you again?
Will I hold...

Look at us spinning out in
The madness of a roller coaster
You know you went off like a devil
In a church in the middle of a crowded room
All we can do, my love
Is hope we don't take this ship down

The Space Between
Where you're smiling high
Is where you'll find me if I get to go
The Space Between
The bullets in our firefight
Is where I'll be hiding, waiting for you
The rain that falls
Splash in your heart
Ran like sadness down the window into...
The Space Between
Our wicked lies
Is where we hope to keep safe from pain

Take my hand
'Cause we're walking out of here
Oh, right out of here
Love is all we need here

The Space Between
What's wrong and right
Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you
The Space Between
Your heart and mine
Is the space we'll fill with time
The Space Between...


Friday, February 5, 2010

The Lankavatara Sutra





The Lankavantara Sutra


"The Tathagata-garbha, therefore, whose psychological name is Alayavijnana, is a reservoir of things good and bad, pure and defiled. Expressed differently, the Tathagata-garbha is originally, in its self-nature, immaculate, but because of its external dirt (agantuklesa) it is soiled, and when soiled—which is the state generally found in all sentient beings—an intuitive penetration (pratyaksha) is impossible. 


When this is impossible as is the case with the philosophers and ignorant masses, the Garbha is believed sometimes to be a creator (karana) and sometimes to be an ego-substance (atman). 


As it is so believed, it allows itself to transmigrate through the six paths of existence. Let there be, however, an intuitive penetration into the primitive purity (prakritipurisuddhi) of the Tathagata-garbha, and the whole system of the Vijnanas goes through a revolution. 


If the Tathagata-garbha or Alaya-vijnana were not a mysterious mixture of purity and defilement, good and evil, this abrupt transformation (paravritti) of an entire personality would be an impossibility."

Monday, October 12, 2009

Inside the Cafeteria at Montserrat

While eating out lunch, I sat transfixed.

Light in all its aspects have had the upper hand over the dark.

Electric lights over the natural sinking of night time.

Morality of ‘shoulds’ over the reality of ‘is’.

Ration over passion.

Intellect over emotion.

System over flow.

Man over woman.

Speed of flight over speed of walk.

White skin over dark skin.

School system over family group.

Image over substance.

Quantity over quality.

Individual over community.

Material gain over spiritual glow.

The worship of the sun over the fear of the crazy moon times.

Man mad constructs over nature’s abundance.

But something has changed. What was once hidden, is coming to pass in all of us. The darkness is coming to meet the light.

The snake’s tail is joining to the wings of the great ancient gods –

Plumbed water serpents

Dragons and other flying serpents

Serpents and winged gods

The serpent of life and wisdom

The very thing the Dragon is protecting – the ‘pearl’ of myth, the sacred treasure that Man has tried to steal before he has passed all of his inner tests – is the divinity of human kind. Once the light hits the darkness, the pearl – the seat of love, glowing within each one of us, is activated. We hold the very pearl/treasure we have been seeking in the outer world.

Its not out, as all traditions speak – it is within.

Light from the top, Darkness from below – and when both Are – then so are We.

While I’d just eaten some salad, chips and was staring into the wall opposite me – this information was seeping into my mind’s eyes, into my body tissue, as ‘it is’.

I’ve heard it before in different language, in different visions.

And meditation on this – on the chakras, on the light and darkness in equal measure – and STILL, we are One…. Then, then we are on our way of the next part of our journey.

To fly. To crawl. To feel no shame for the dark caves we have been into. To feel no boastfulness for the beauty of our wings. But to see it as a whole, as holy, to be All, instead of a part.

Love, acceptance, forgiveness in every cell of the body. Close your eyes if they take you from the path. Become deaf if what you hear tempts you to forget. Become lame if walking takes you away from your true Self.

Love –

Amen

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Behind the Virgin of Montserrat



Behind the image of the black virgin is a small chapel. In the above picture, you can see the gold. The gold is the back side of the virgin. The room is circular. It also holds 8 archangels with varying mudra. And, what I saw as the 8 spoked wheel of Buddhism.

Directly behind the Virgin, there is a striking sculpture. The photo below.



It is St George slaying the dragon. Lightness destroying darkness. One above the other.

How they fear her! How they fear the great serpent. How they want to remind us of the light's victory over darkness.

And yet, there she is, the white turned black. They say the lead in her paint changed her darker through the years. But what ever they say, the fact remains, naturally, she became black. And hundreds if not thousands of people line up to touch her, kiss her, bow to her, pray to her, give her worship, to take luck, to ask forgiveness, to be healed, to be loved, to be blessed.



This is the sacred image of the Virgin of Montserrat. It is not the original. The original is in a cave not far from the Abbey. She holds, by the way, a globe in one hand and a pine cone in the other. One of Enki's symbol is also the pine cone.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Defy Gravity; personal comments


I'm just watching the second half of Caroline Myss's video on her new book Defy Gravity.

We've been talking about the difference in healing in the body, and the white light energy. She has studied it and written about it. The force of the light, direct upon the entrance into the mind.

She sees the human aspect as a 'distortion' - and slowed down and complicated. Jesus could heal at the speed of light. The Sufi's can heal at the speed of light. Remove the obstacles.

Bring in grace. Remove the little self.

Make the leap towards 'holy', 'reverence', 'sacred' - with no compromise.

Defy Gravity.

Remove the mental. I hear you. Integrity.

I have the feeling that Granollers is in the centre of a great crater. Mountains all around, and a desert stretched out in the centre. I wonder if its true?

Love

Friday, July 24, 2009

Falling Slowly

See Falling Softly on youtube.

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Lydia

Lydia

After my ‘healing’ session with my friend – I go into a moment of ‘tell me what you want’ and I will just listen.


Today – at the very end of my session – I asked, ‘who is here today, and is there something I need to know?’

The name ‘Lydia’ came to me – and she said she lets me see beauty. She lets me see the colours so intensely, and when I pause to see the rain drops from the green fronds out side, she is with me, encouraging me to view the world of beauty.

I checked what ‘Lydia’ means – on the internet – and lo and behold – ‘beauty and beautiful’ – and the website that came to me also is Labyrinthina. It’s a wonderful story, and full of so much information to share from a mystical woman. Love!

My Chalice is the Holy Grail?

I found this about the Holy Grail - interesting considering my chalice motiff.

"Divine Humanity believes that the Holy Grail, the vessel of light, is a metaphor and a symbol of our hearts and the spark of God within us.

The Holy Grail is our divine treasure.

The greatest wealth is always found within us and allows us, with each breath of our soul, to experience divine love and happiness. This miraculous treasure is transcendent, found in all cultures and ages.

It’s universal symbol is a cauldron, a magical bowl, a cornucopia or horn of plenty, but perhaps most familiar to us as the fabulous Holy Grail. It is this legend of legends that we carry within us.

Mythically, the Holy Grail holds the divine blood of Christ and in our journey it also holds our divine blood. It holds the divine blood that courses through our very own bodies and the divine light, which is our own soul. This is true because we are the divine children of Father in Heaven and Mother on Earth and each one of us has their Holy Blood and Holy Heart within us."

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

A Prayer I found

I loved this -

Lighting the Fire In ancient times, the woman of the home recited this prayer as she brought the fire back to life in the morning. It's still a wonderful prayer to use when lighting a candle, switching on the fire, or boiling the kettle.

I will kindle my fire this morning
In the presence of the Holy angels of heaven.
God kindle in my heart within
A flame of love to my neighbour,
To my foe, to my friend,
To my kindred all,
From the lowliest thing that lives,
To the Name that is highest of all.

Carmina Gadelica

From Celtic prayers

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Meditate online

I just saw an online meditation by Caroline Myss.
Give it a go - I did - and I will tomorrow, too -