Showing posts with label god. Show all posts
Showing posts with label god. Show all posts

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Holy


 A Poem About Holiness
What you think is the sky,
Is the layer between the universe(god) and you
And sometimes,
In a momemt or two,
but very seldom though

It(he)allows you to see through. 

Then you understand how holy each and every particle
of its entire creation is.








Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The Reflection Of The Christ





When you are capable of looking at something with real interest and you give it your full attention, it looks back at you. What looks back at you is you. There has never been a god outside of you. Always he has been in you, from the first to your last breath. You have been shaped after him. 
In the middle ages, hundreds of thousands of people have died for recognizing this simple thruth and saying it aloud. Witches have been burned.




It is always you. It is always you in disguise, that reflects back at you. The pain, love, hurt and joy, the shining light in the eyes of someone, the disgust you feel for a thing or person, it is all your own. All you see is your own. What you perceive you receive. Step by step you are guided towards enlightenment and understanding through a reflection of you. A sincere reflection that you will see one day.




Let me say this, nothing I write on these pages is advice, or judgement or meant to be a truth for you. It is  always me talking to myself.
This cross is 180 years old. When I did " The Reflection of the Christ " and saw it sinking in the green, blue waters, these were the words I heard it saying to me.

" Always it is you ."

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

A Special Prayer

A special prayer at a special place

While walking through the dunes, I came across a special prayer somebody had made before me.

Driftwood cross at Bonza Bay Beach


Wednesday, May 26, 2010

MADONNA DE LOURDES


This is my Madonna de Lourdes.


I have brought her from far to Africa.



She has no hands anymore


But this is how she watches over me.

Monday, May 3, 2010

CONTEMPLATION

 An old peasant was seated alone in the last pew of the church.
"What are you waiting for ? I asked
" I am looking at Him, and he is looking at me" he said softly


Meditate. Meditate properly about you and your life.


I was told this:

Aloneness is often very difficult to achieve, and many would feel unhappy if they had it. Yet you must above all things cultivate silence and meditation.

I found it true.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

A Man's Life


If somebody says to you: It's your destiny I'd say think twice. There is no blueprint in the universe on which god has written your life, your destiny or your purpose.


Sometimes you think you have to find that blueprint, that it must be there and that you have to find out what god had really in mind for you. But since that blueprint does not exist that quest is utopia itself.
God wants you to choose your own blueprint. Your mission in life is the mission you give yourself.


And a man's life and freedom is where he can find it. His purpose is where he says it is.
And God is happy to see you choose.


You can design the blueprint of your life yourself. And if it is a bad design it can be changed.


If this is difficult the question that should be asked is: " What brings my joy? The answer to this question will help to create a new life design.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Every Child's Good Things

The words that I am going to write are not mine. They are not " my own right words " but they are so beautiful that I want to rewrite them humbly.
 And when you read them you will understand my obsession with words. 

I, NATURE, give to you, to be yours for ever and ever, the right to the free enjoyment of this world. 
I give to you the years that are before you, and the world that is about you.


I give to you the Sun by day and the Moon by night, with the power to wake as the Earth rolls into the light of the Sun....


and the power to sleep when the night comes.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Will I THINK OF YOU?


Only when it's cold
Am I am shivering
Against the wind

And suddenly from the inside
The core of me
From my deepest depths

Comes
A small warming flame
Which wants to grow
And I fight it
Until I realize I need it

Want it
To flow through me

To fill me
Because

It is you

And then I will think of you

Leonard Nimoy's (MR. SPOCK)
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