I do not do ordinary

Somebody called me today and said – I am just a normal bloke,
I am just a very ordinary chap but I love you

He must have dialed a wrong number
Or just got terribly confused

Because
I don’t do ordinaries!

Ordinaries do not play with love
Ordinaries do not touch with care
Ordinaries do not work with fun

They love
Only
When they get up on the right foot
When their girlfriend is angry with them
When their children are healthy or perhaps exceptionally sick
When they have no other worries or perhaps an exceptional worry
When money is not an issue
When their ex-wives do not shout at them
and of course
When the weather is good

Extra-Ordinaries sense the beauty in any wind
And they move with gentleness with much ease
They listen to their Souls and other people’s Souls
Taking every single day
As though it is the last one

Beauty is their armor
Love - their sword
Truth - their shield

They love because they worship love
And no girlfriends, money or thoughts
Can stop them from their quest

The ones I love and the ones who love me
Are extra-ordinaries
Love has a natural affection – it sticks only to them

So, sorry, wrong number - I do not do ordinaries - they are not fun!

This morning

Lemon trees
and a cat streching
under a bench
on a white step
at a street corner

Joy of Love

Joy of Love flows through me
laughing and screaming
just like Alex would

Joy of Love melts me
connecting us - exactly at 10:00
when my Guru thinks of me

Joy of Love takes me in
to bring Knowledge
of Eagle's flight

Joy of Love breaks into me
leaving traces of timelessness
guiding the flow of Life

Joy of Love

as
the deepest
Experience of Present

as
an open
Window of Consciousness

as the centre
of
all our endings and
beginnings

as the most Mystical
reality of Unity

connecting
with the depths
of Truth

opening new
path-ways and
possibilities

Radiating
Being
Spreading

Joy of Love

Force of Life

Defining the intention
of our heart's desire
we discover
the Force of Life

Vision of Light

How many of you wish to be Wizards
when you grow old?

How many of you want to fly?

I wished to become a dragon – he said
And he looked at us with eyes filled with fire

The Wizard of Earth’s Sea
Descended to tell us a secret of

ABRACADABRA

Get to know – he said - God’s true name
The word will initiate Power
Gate keepers of Ancient Knowledge
Will open their doors s
Mythological Archetypes will start their dance
Leading you to your tribal clout

Skeletons scattered over the burial grounds
Ancestors with their weapons and spears
Saints and Demons
Doctors and Gypsies
Healers and Witches
Will join you
To celebrate
The Birth of Self
Power of the Mind to change the Body
The Vision of the Dominion of Light

Kundalini dance

Dark and cold and wet
were Her hands
I felt Her chilly breath
inside my throat
Her claws deep inside
trying to find traces of
Fear
within me

I stayed still
Accepting
Openning
Receiving
And within a moment
She was inside
Two fingers below
My belly button

And in there
She found no traces of shivers
no traces of resistance
no traces of weakness
just clear pure
Passage - Way

And then She grew
into Her most Powerful Self
and She stood Undisturbed, Unmoved, Unchanged
totally Free
and She screamed

AAAAAUUUUUUMMM

From the centre of the earth
Through the tunnels of the caves
To the surface of the volcanoes
The most powerful

AAAAUUUUUUMMMM

To open

Mountain tops
untouched by clouds and rain
Cherry fields
in their full blossom
A dog running after a train
filled with the excitment
A witch laughing at passers-by
mirroring their paranoia
Death looking us in the eyes
searching for the chosen few
Capable
to see the Key
behind Her Magic Veil

Open with a touch of consciousness

A world full of impressions
a world full of light
hiden within the hury
of a non-believer

For Marguerite

Our Lady was watching us
From the distant Church
Sea behind Her
Painting the most amazing Blue

Come, She said, let me give you
The secret of your Dreams
The magic of Now

With your eyes closed
Holding a safe hand
Discover in a glimpse
How beautiful
A flower
Can be

A tiny, tiny one
With its intricate textures
With its intricate shades
With its intricate scents
Looked out from a crack
Born between two rocks

If I have passed it
As usual
Blind-folded
With my thoughts, feelings, and worries
I would not have even noticed
Its little intention to reach perfection
for Life, for Beauty, for God

Alchemy

The Angel at the gate of Eden
Stays still – his sorrow truly there

He takes Adam and engraves
into his aura - two inspired arts
Qabbalah and Alchemy

Their mysteries spread into the three worlds
Divine, Human, and Earthly
Unveiling secrets of
Father, Son and Mother
Secrets of life and death

Promising he will let him back in
As soon as he masters Wisdom's code
Promising he will remove
the curse of the forbidden fruit

Opening again the gate of the Lord’s Abode

Living Now

Living in the Rhythm of Now
gives us
Abundance of Opportunities

Magic spell

Join the path of Fortune
this is your chance to fly
giving you Power of unreachable Heights

Can you hold it and keep yourself hooked
to its eternal stream?
Can you stand a glare of its
blinding light?
Can you survive its magic spell
that takes away everything you called
yours or mine?

Join the path of Fortune
this is your chance to fly
giving you Power of unreachable Heights