It’s also there for you
my precious child of God
The pain is in the past now
With confidence and trust
with dedicated love
Not knowing where you’ll go
You peel
and peel
and peel
And in the depth
It finds
You …
Without time, no thoughts
Without thoughts, no time
Without time, no thoughts
Without thoughts, no personality
Without thoughts: freedom
what a gift
To You …
This morning, when the cat crawled at my feet, something came to me, gently. The cat purred, stroke me, saw a fly and miaowed. The thought came: a cat doesn’t know time. And an insight unfolded in me from my head to my toes: time is thought and thought is time.
Without time, no thoughts. Without thoughts, no time.
The past is a bunch of memories, stored in the brain. The future is a bunch of thoughts originated from the past. Even NOW is always a story of the past.
Without time, no thoughts. Without thoughts, no personality.
To realize that deeply for yourself is freedom.
That doesn’t mean that you stop thinking. It means that you can see the thoughts for what they are: ripples at the surface of the depth that you are. Then you know you beyond all thoughts about you.
What a gift
To You …
The prayer:
Our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name ....
could also be prayed like this:
Source in me
sacred in me
omnipresent
You guide all always
earth, heaven, universe,
You take care of me
You show me there is nothing to forgive
for all comes from you and lives through you
Living you is living truth
Living you is living love
Your kingdom flows through me and all
Your strenth flows through me and all
Your peace flows through me and all
For ever
Amen
The shooting stars didn’t make any noise that night
The orange moon set at the southern sky
The crickets chirped
The bats did their acrobats
And then, it became still, so still,
Feeling took the place of words
Gentleness took the place of harshness
Tenderness took the place of wanting to convince
Love took the place of wanting to have.
And suddenly,
in me,
heaven openend
and in the dark still night,
I was
the deep peace of Being …
Imprisoned in the madness we call life
Imprisoned in the monumental material world
I walk, lost, searching for me
Not knowing there is nothing to search
Everytime I walk the way to where there is no way anymore
To find myself at the place where I always was
Never left, never returned
I was always there
where I thought
I never was
I never was so touched
by what I saw in you
I never was so moved
by all your deepest pain
I always am who you are
and everything you are
I always will return
to where you think you are
I guide you to your goal
allthough you think you do
I am what you are searching
if you really want to find
I am your deepest truth
and am your deepest soul
I guide to to the depth
where you already rest …