Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Space Between
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 –
Dragons and other flying serpents
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



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.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Falling Slowly
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
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
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?
"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
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
Give it a go - I did - and I will tomorrow, too -

