Cloud 9, I Think I Know You

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I hear my name in the wind that is scheduled 3 days from now
The most beautiful cloud

I didn’t know my mind could water
until you consumed my thoughts
In amazement my whole body stands in pause
Like the space before a melodic love note
because you feel like my very first quote…
as though every part of me knows every answer
all whilst knowing that I really don’t

Like that page in a book that keeps you re-reading it
or like that thing that you already knew, but once they said it, it seemed like something so interestingly brand new
Immediately each layer becomes naked to your eyes…
All of a sudden, everything lives and absolutely nothing dies

Cloud Nine

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Picture Perfect

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Throughout life we all tend to embark upon a picture painting course. It’s the painting we begin to paint that represents who we are, what we want and need, what we believe, what we stand for. It’s interesting though, because there are certain points in this course whereby our paintings start to reflect things that we are less proud of, an image of ourselves and what we have or are surrounded by that was not a part of our original plans and aspirations.

So what do we do?  Usually we start to paint the fictional part of our picture! To “enhance” what isn’t going so well or hasn’t turned out quite “right”. These are the parts of our paintings that keep everybody else in admiration (or not, depending on the persons); it’s these parts of our paintings that we convince ourselves are worthy of incorporation, in the hope that they…

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Mundane Beauty…I Am Awake

The mundanities of life are not a distraction from the important work of transformation and awakening. They are the very soil out of which it grows, for when we bring our full awareness to any task we are already transformed.

– Sarah Varcas, Astro Awakenings

I’m so in love with these words.  They are exactly what I have been searching for.  There are numerous situations, circumstances, emotions, reactions, that I hope to find a point of tranquility in.  You know, those moments where you say to yourself “I will do better next time – I must do better next time!!”.  And for my periodic moments of boredom, these words have got to be it!!!

Sometimes it feels like I could actually die from boredom. Like really just curl up and fade away.  I can laugh at this concept more now – now that I am practicing the observation of my thoughts and actions and detaching from assuming an identity in them. But my goodness is it a challenge to shake off the feeling of….stimulation starvation. I feel parched just thinking about it.

Miss Varcas however, kindly reminds us not to look upon the mundane or the periods of boredom as a distraction – or in my case, as a threat to life itself.  She assures us from the same place of peace that we can all rest in, that mundanity, if looked at from a different perspective, is good soil. We often meet many realisations there. We often nurture some of the best roots there.  And it’s so true, if we take a moment to reflect some of the pre events that birthed the greatest of achievements in our lives.  I’m almost convinced that this feeling of boredom, of mundanity, is sometimes the ego wanting to find something to do, find something to get lost in, or to fix. Sometimes nothing is wrong; and probably for most times,  there is absolutely nothing to fix.

It is only right, after being blessed with such an insight, that the next time I find myself highly frustrated at all things (apparently) mundane, I will take to these words and remember to look for the beauty.  In place of searching for a flower, I will take the time to plant one instead.

Stay True x