Conscious Love

Art of 4 Elements Spiritual Poetry

Love under Will

Instinctive Love

Falling in Love

Love as Divine flow
Love-Head-Aches

Love-Sex frustrations

Love-Karmic patterns

Mysterious, untouchable, veiled, so-much desired Venus
and our ever-lasting hunger for her beauty...

To remove her from inside her Shell
Imprison her within the woods
Of our love-thirsty sub-conscious darkness
               Rape her, possess her, tearing her into shreds
                              Desiring her purity, her sight, her light
                                             Disappearing into her being
                              Dissolving - merging – creating

As Gods would...

Love for the sane in a moment of self-inflicting madness

Becomes love for the insane

And yet - how deeply we all long for this insanity

The first ever kiss

Becomes Love for the too-experienced

That for-ever within its crudity hides

The secret of its beginnings

Can love stay virginal?

Can we stay feeling it in our stomachs, hearts, knees

               Trembling

Like a suicide attack of

an 18 year old for-the-very-first-time soaked in-l-o-v-e?

Can we keep it unstained?

by jealousy, possessiveness, pride

And harvest Her fruits

even when they are attacked

by spiders of decay, netted with age of boredom

Can it be full-eternal-all-giving-ego-demolishing?

               Can we stay obsessed

                              and yet

                                             detached?

And last, but not least…

And last, but not least…

Can we leave any time we wish?
‘cause our drive towards Divine

is still
a little bit

stronger…

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Stream of Consciousness

Art of 4 Elements Spiritual Poetry

Gently down the stream

of ConsCiouSness

Feeling the Flow
of Life

Vibrating through the cells

Mindfully Awake and Aware

Understanding

Accepting Loving

Directly through the centre
Connected to the Self
ceaselessly, effortlessly moving
mirroring the Law
- as above - so below
- as within - so without

Are we ready to hear?

What is Spirituality?

Seashell Spirit Wish

Seashell

And on the 7th day Seashell Spirit made a wish

To be One and All With God

Either as a dot or an infinite end…

And God was so touched

That She said:

Ocean frames your beauty

and sea whispers in your depths

Your spiral will be the code of knowing me

That is why I will:

- Give you birth within a man -

Circling endlessly through life and death

In search of the key to my Heaven’s door

And I will:

- Give you birth as a Galaxy -

Spiraling freely through space

Mapping my wisdom through its dance

And I will:

- Give you birth as Self-Awareness -

Hidden within the DNA of all my Life

And through it you will stay

My secret, my seed, my tetragrammaton

Symbols and Signs

• What is Alchemy?
• Chinese Alchemy, Secret of Golden Flower
• Tree of Life
• Trinity Spiral
• Magic of Equinox
• Animal Spirit Totems

Life and Spirituality

Life and Spirituality

and he said:
when did you realise there is spirituality in your life?
and life rebelled within me - why do we have to divide, separate, categorise?
why don't we just take the spirit in its purity for what it is - life itself
I do not live anything but spirit
I do not breath anything but spirit
I do not exchange anything but spirit
Spirit does not exist outside of my Being on Earth
It is I
I is It
and
I It is

• Mandala Meaning

Within the Centre

Spiritual Poetry

living the spirit

not chasing it - every now and then

when we remember

it is the journey that counts

Life is God

- not the destination

and I vow to live it

with every thought and every word and every action

to see it in every soul

that meets mine

to be there - in the centre

refusing to give-in or give-up

cause it is the only truth that counts

that is alive and

gives real and ultimate pleasure

• Human Brain and Technology
• Power of Unconscious Mind
• What is Creativity
• Divergent Thinking 
• Brain and its magic

More...

Shri Chinmoy about God and meditation

'When the power of love
Replaces the love of power
Man will have a new name:
God'

'To reach the spiritual heart you have to feel that you do not have a mind, you do not have arms, you do not have legs, you have only the heart.'

http://www.srichinmoy.org/

swollen, smooth, tight
lips of the rose

openning
to the whispers of the moon

Alanis Morissette Utopia

We'd gather around
All in a room
Fasten our belts
Engage in dialogue
We'd all slow down
Rest without guilt
Not lie without fear
Disagree sans jugement
We would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and
Enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and
Open and reach out and speak up

This is utopia
This is my utopia
This is my ideal my end in sight
Utopia
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

We'd open our arms
We'd all jump in
We'd all coast down
Into safety nets

We would share and listen and support and welcome be propelled by passion not
Invest in outcomes we would breathe and be charmed and amused by difference
Be gentle and make room for every emotion

This is utopia
This is my utopia
This is my ideal my end in sight
Utopia
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

We'd provide forums
We'd all speak out
We'd all be heard
We'd all feel seen

We'd rise post-obstacle more defined more grateful we would heal be humbled
And be unstoppable we'd hold close and let go and know when to do which we'd
Release and disarm and stand up and feel safe

This is utopia
This is my utopia
This is my ideal my end in sight
Utopia
This is my utopia
This is my nirvana
My ultimate

Amber

90 million years old
stolen from the bottom of the sea
with its opaque crust
freed from the matrix of forget-ness
in its centre hides leaves, flowers, fruits
spiders, frogs and butterflies
a resin from an injured tree
that caught in its tear a life-frame
of past so distant and yet
so near
does it also in its depth hide
our eternal stride?

Symbols and Signs: Tree of Life

Neruda - Sonnet LXXXI

Neruda 

'And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.

Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.

The night turns on its invisible wheels,

and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber.

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,

we will go together, over the waters of time.

No one else will travel through the shadows with me,

only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

Your hands have already opened their delicate fists

and let their soft drifting signs drop away;

your eyes closed like two graywings,

and I move

after, following the folding water you carry,

that carries me away.

The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.

Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.'

Pablo Neruda

image: Diana Blake

Mindful Being Articles

Neruda on nakedness

Neruda 

Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,
smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
you have moon-lines, apple-pathways:
naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.
Naked, you are blue as a night in Cuba;
you have vines and stars in your hair;
naked you are spacious and yellow
as summer in a golden church.

Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails -
curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
and you withdraw to the underground world,
as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
your clear light dims, gets dressed - drops its leaves -
and becomes a naked hand again.

Pablo Neruda

Conscious Mind Articles

Spiritual Work

Art of 4 Elements Spiritual Poetry 

the time has stopped…

i looked into your eyes and realised

the reason we were not yet born

it was because we were waiting

for the stars to fall

and ice to melt

before we act

to re-discover

the primary relationship

to the one Self

it is so much easier to do nothing

expecting Gods and Ferries to bring Luck

because 'of-course' we all deserve It

and to claim that the path of Warriors leads nowhere

staying stuck within the battle of

Krishna and Pandavas

and yet

it is so much more beautiful and rewarding

to get immersed within the Work

to attempt the climb

of Virtues that sculptures the Will Power

towards our Divine Potential

towards the possibility of living Love

every single day,

every single minute,

every single second,

with every pore of our bodies

if we do not make that effort

the gutter of our Boredom, Fears, Dishonesty

will readily and happily take us in

and before we know it

we will be

soaking in the mud

of our own visions of unhappiness

if only we find the strength

to break through the laziness

and well established patterns

if only we cut mercilessly our Ego

that hides behind the Mind

and Its endless wheel of chatter

we could open our Self-s

to discovery

of endless possibilities

of Bliss

Conscious Mind: What is Creativity?
Be different from everyone else! Challenge the Existing...

My Heart is Full of Love

My Heart is Full of Love

Love that is soft and expands beyond the boundariesof selfishness and different
games Love that is somehow Whole and Spiral in its risingLove that is Divine That Knows the wishes of the beloved - before they are alteredThat changes frogs into princes and beasts into wise men Love that Knows how to act Perfecting Self-consciously and sub-consciously Love that delightfully plays with Lifeand is full of wonder
that awaits moments of ConnectionTaking them into the Now - that lives always
Within

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Power of Nine

Symbols and Signs

9 were candles lighting the room
9 were incense burned in the center
8 people within the circle and You – our Guru and Messiah

with us within

Full moon silver light

Sacredness of the Equinox

Sound of prayers of millions during the Good Friday

The angels’ blessings were upon us
The smell of prayers covered my cells

I was blessed, bliss-ed and privileged
To experience all this beauty

Through the power of 9

Try our Guided Meditations, What is Spirituality?

Alchemy of Love

Love Tantra Poetry

I see You

Every time I look into Buddha’s eyes

I give myself to You

Every time I alter one of Your thousands of names

Honestly & fully I love You

Through Christ and Maria,

Shiva and Shakti,

Krishna and Radha

With every day that passes and every breath I take

I enter gratitude for receiving Your Love

Obeying Your Laws of

Truthfulness and Ahimsa

Weaving Prana

With hearts and souls of Gaia

Through mysticism, shamanism,

sufism, and ecstatic meditations

I yearn to touch You,

to feel You,

to be You

Within this amazing Journey

of Awareness of

Your Consciousness

 What is love

Gandhi on Truth

Gandhi Quotes

'I may be a despicable person, but when Truth speaks through me, I am invincible.
I am devoted to none but Truth and I owe no discipline to anybody but Truth.
I have no God to serve but Truth.
I have no strength except what comes from insistence on truth. Non-violence, too, springs from the same insistence.
Life is an aspiration. Its mission is to strive after perfection, which is self-realization. The ideal must not be lowered because of our weaknesses or imperfections. I am painfully conscious of both in me. The silent cry daily goes out to Truth to help me to remove these weakness and imperfections of mine.'

'Believe me when I tell you, after 60 years of personal experience, that the only real misfortune is to abandon the path of truth. If you but realize this, your one prayer to God will always be to enable you to put up, without flinching, with any number of trials and hardships that may fall to your lot in the pursuit of truth. Truth alone will endure, all the rest will be swept away before the tide of time. I must, therefore, continue to bear testimony to Truth even if I am forsaken by all. Mine may today be a voice in the wilderness, but it will be heard when all other voices are silenced, if it is the voice of Truth. A man of faith will remain steadfast to truth, even-though the whole world might appear to be enveloped in falsehood. When it is relevant, truth has to be uttered, however unpleasant it may be. Irrelevance is always untruth and should never be uttered.' Gandhi

SOHAM

So-Ham

Watching passing images
listening to the sounds
i feel attached to the sense of beauty
i feel detached of the sense of 'I'

-'I' that is my mind
-'I' that are my feelings
-'I' that are my words or my looks

and I feel closer to the 'i' that is SOHAM
that is OM MANE PADME HUM
that is SAT CHIT ANANDA
that exist in NON-existence
that breaths through NON-breathing
and connects to Essence that is Being
that knows no beginnings nor ends

Tantric Goddess

Love Tantra Poetry: Tantric Goddess

travelling through towns of truth
somewhere - deep within the twilight shadows
sometime - far from the mighty 'now'
i came across an alley - hidden -
amongst the sky-scrapers, street-markets, and
maze of walls of brain cells that had not be used - for ever(!?!)

- of a tantric goddess

i dived into her worlds
without an invitation
knowing
that innocence will guide me

what an experience!!!
unforgettable...

it is hard to describe this melting
it is hard to write about this openning
to the light
to the divine
to Love
Love for these tiny little creatures
that are just reflections of our thoughts

footprints in the snow of time

uncovered by Saturn's insight-full tourch

karma's cloud colours the Soul

cealing love's bites with magic light

I will walk through the mountain to meet you
I will step in to the darkest cave to find you
I will re-descover dreams just to stay in touch with you
Entering the summer thoughts
through the snow - I will get to you

Thelma and Agape

Will and Love - practiced

to invoke her Majesty Kundalini

In the world where adept dies and blooms as a Lotus

The perfection of Union is Silent

The desire for Beauty awakes the Dolphine

that possesses the Soul

keeping it under the Abyss - giving It the Madness of Pan

seaking the totality of all possible 'do'-s

jumping into the river full of streams of thoughts, feelings, action

Until

The steady sound of Harph stills Its mind

freeing it from its grossness and violence

destroying the illusions

of shame and desires,

and loathsome forms of ego-structures

until the Faun appears - accepting Its True Nature

Aiming at Perfection - day after day

Purging all of 'I's - uniting with 'All'

the Will finally becomes the Self

the Faun transforms into the Unicorn

that knows the life of pure joy

and have only thoughts of clarity and splendour

Through Silence - ecstasy transcends expression

The Soul is Freed

a day after a storm

Fantasy

Illusion

Dream

Within the reflection on the retina of your eyes
Within the mirror image of the clouds
just off the coast of Maltese waters
yesterday - a day after the storm
Within my vegetable soup
And the smile of my grocery man
Who knows the truth of it all

photo by: http://www.flickr.com/people/eyecatcher

Fate or Coincidence?

fitting like a glove
and a shoe that was used - 3,000 times
She can so easily touch us,
breaking our vows
into millions of seductions

surrounded by a glow
of grace
that is joy,
sweetness,
and love - by nature divine
mirrored in her eyes are
- our crazy omens, rituals, and spells

She hides in mystical stories
of Armenians,
Assyrians,
Egyptians,
Phoenicians,
Persians, Hebrews...
and raises her wand with laughter profane

above the abyss
She carries her game
mistaken for Essence
She pushes us Forth
to the very end of our limits
to the very top of our climb

photo taken from: http://cristalsecrets.blogspirit.com/

High Priestess

The shortest path is from 6 to 1
Connecting 'I' with Godhead

The High Priestess guards its doors
She is Shechinah - the Spirit of the Lord
She is the Moon's reflected light
Heavenly Isis's Spiritual Shine

The Mistress of Hidden Wisdom
Stands between two columns - one black, one white
Bathing in the 'borrowed' light
Keeping our Personality she fills us with God

She gives us
Seekers for everlasting Happiness
The most secret & intimate
Initiation

Deck created by Anna Franklin

Magic ball

a tear slide down my throat
it was bitter - tasting it, my heart shivered
I observed it for a moment with love
and it transformed into a magic ball
with an entrance to the city of dreams
with a soul of a crystal

Truth hidden in a hand-shake

She was touching my hands - hers were cold, shaking
Please tell us if we can help you in any way – please do
Establishing herself within the realm of ‘WE’
I’ve heard so much about you – she said - and she wanted to say more, to share, to cry, confirm
She knew I know
I knew she knows
He knew we both know
We all knew - but we left it un-spoken
I saw her jealousy and insecurity - but she was so very beautiful within it
I wished to hug her - my hands were warm
And I heard her cry to have her man only for herself – and there was no doubt she will have him
Totally, fully, selfishly, until the end of times
Just without his heart – unfortunately for her - he is a very rare bird
Found in the forest of humans every now and then – purely as an exception
Created by some weird malfunctioning of DNAs
He is a monogamous creature – that knows how to love only once
He locked his heart within a golden windowpane
Silenced it, removed it, and protected it by thick walls of forbidden shivers
Within the world of hidden memories that has once known Love

And has decided - not to fight for It

Gratitude

Crystal clear is my mind
Shining love in my heart
With the strong gratitude
That I am where I am
Sentient in-scent covers my skin
Sound of Aum within my silence
Subtly-constantly-opening
To Divine Light
To Divine Wisdom,
To Divine Flow,
With the strong gratitude
That I am where I am

to the Serpent

So much celebrated
So much cursed

Serpent of Garden of Eden

Life that goes Forth
With the Knowledge of Good and Evil

Life that multiplies and destroys
Everything It touches

Life that is: 64 (32 x 2) Taoist images of all that happens
In heaven and on earth
- 32 Kabala’s symbols of 10 God’s Utterances and 22 paths
that connect them

Life that is: Consciousness
That goes Forth to-wards Divine
Through the Tree of Life and its Sefirots
Through the Yi Jing transformations
Through Shiva and Shakti dance on the floor of Maya

To the trinity of Father / Son / Holly Spirit
To Sat / Chit / Ananda
To Kether / Binah / Chokhmah
To the ascend above the Abyss

Serpent
That fertilises the Soul
- until It has swallowed its own tale
That flows through Sushuma-to-Sahasrara

Kundalini

Qi

Life Force

I follow Your Wisdom

Her Majesty Love

The one who has felt Her Radiant Love
Is transformed, blessed, moved...
He has been mesmerised by the glimpse
of Her veil
That is Light Itself
But the veil - nevertheless

Seeing Her is not - living Her - nor knowing Her
And know that - loving is more difficult than dyeing
Cowards are not allowed in
Only a warrior can hope to survive
Her Majesty's Awakened state

Check: What is Love?

Louis Aragon to Elsa his wife

Louis Aragon to Elsa his wife

Tandis que je parlais le langage des vers
Elle s'est doucement tendrement endormie
Comme une maison d'ombre au creux de notre vie
Une lampe baissée au coeur des myrtes verts
Sa joue a retrouvé le printemps du repos
O corps sans poids pose dans un songe de toile
Ciel formé de ses yeux à l'heure des étoiles
Un jeune sang l'habite au couvert de sa peau
La voila qui reprend le versant de ses fables
Dieu sait obéissant à quels lointains signaux
Et c'est toujours le bal la neige les traîneaux
Elle a rejoint la nuit dans ses bras adorables
Je vois sa main bouger Sa bouche Et je me dis
Qu'elle reste pareille aux marches du silence
Qui m'échappe pourtant de toute son enfance
Dans ce pays secret à mes pas interdit

Je te supplie amour au nom de nous ensemble
De ma suppliciante et folle jalousie
Ne t'en va pas trop loin sur la pente choisie
Je suis auprès de toi comme un saule qui tremble
J'ai peur éperdument du sommeil de tes yeux
Je me ronge le coeur de ce coeur que j'écoute
Amour arrête-toi dans ton rêve et ta route
Rends-moi ta conscience et mon mal merveilleux

Krishnamurti on meditation

'Meditation is not a search, it's not a seeking, a probing, an exploration. It is an explosion and discovery. It's not the taming of the brain to conform nor is it a self-introspective analysis, it is certainly not the training in concentration which includes, chooses and denies. It's something that comes naturally, when all positive and negative assertions and accomplishments have been understood and drop away easily. It is the total emptiness of the brain. It's the emptiness that is essential, not what's in the emptiness, there is seeing only from emptiness, all virtue, not social morality and respectability, springs from it. It's out of this emptiness love comes, otherwise it's not love. Foundation of righteousness is in this emptiness. It's the end and beginning of all things.'

holographic universe

In certain circumstances
electrons
are able to instantaneously communicate
with each other
regardless of the distance between them

In certain circumstances
people
are able to read
each other's minds

Could a universe be a gigantic hologram?

If a hologram of a flower is cut in half
and then illuminated by a laser,
each half will still contain its entire image

Universe as a seamless web
where time and space exist simultaneously
and every portion is infinitely interconnected

Me and you that know each other
fully even though we have never met

Brain as a hologram that
select frequencies out of the matrix that surrond us
mathematically transforming them into
perceptions,
feelings,
worries

People as receivers
floating through the Maya
extracting
from this sea
impressions
of their lives