The Blue Door

 I took an extended break from blogging as I encountered with unwanted avenues in my life. But luckily, a dear friend reminded me that my blog updates do matter, and  I shouldn't stop. So here I am, erasing all unwanted hiccups and jumping back into the journey of blogging. The journey of search. Yet, I'm not exactly sure what I'm searching for. There is a part of me that wants to follow the path out into the world, and there is a part of me that needs to be rooted to the known. How do I exists in this two part of nature? I tend to moralize a lot about living in the present ....simple reminder, but ever so challenging. Plans and calculations give security and fear of living in the now, creates uneasiness. Fear, and Uneasiness? Why so? Perhaps, because it creates the supposition of giving up on the future and confines ideas based on vulnerability. Indeed, living in the present, accepting and embracing things and those that are most special will allow real comfort with knowing that my future is unpredictable. Regardless how I plan or want to control things in life. I can never be certain to know what I'm  really going to get. Living in the present, gives limitless ways to enrich creativity, deepen life's meaning and leave a trace. And here I find a blue door that symbolizes everything that I'm in constant disagreement. The opportunities that scream so loudly, or the known that creates comfort so serenely.... and the real question now, should the blue door be unbolted?  

Battle of Changes



      A crippling melancholy is present, and is creating trouble with rational thought. Perhaps because changes are ahead. Perhaps because changes are unavoidable, and sudden. Perhaps because changes are chosen to direct the tainted soul for the greater adventure that lies ahead.
     Consumed once more with the possibilities of today's, yesterday's losses, and tomorrow's trials...and these are no longer the only poles of existence...the threat of time passing, hurrying toward an uncertain fate.
     It's like this giant warrior varmint, pointing the gun at the chest, asking to accept the inner life, tasting the good, the bad and the in-between, and bringing the world into harmony with oneself. The battle is on…not necessarily a frighting one, just a haze of possibility, a scrim over the future, which seems murky and confusing, and even perhaps a little dangerous, though nothing to be afraid of…so point the gun varmint! It will not shake the foundation of self nor will it intimidate illusion, but challenges the unfulfilled essence.

Being in the Present...




 

Instead of narrowing down our world and simplifying our soul, we need to absorb more and more, and see things for what they are in the present. Being in the present means being free from the past yearnings or the need to control the future. The NOW is where we should only allowed to be and being, will not only provide something that is complete and significant if we let it, but will swell with elucidation and harmony. We have fallen out of nature, and hang suspended in space, looking for answers that constantly leave us unstatisfied and uncertain. Whereas, finding that sense of comfort within, following our highest sense of right, from trusting ideals without being sure they will work, will grant us to utilize all our gifts, and fufill the highest selves we know how to be in the present. The harmony of being in the NOW, is like moving grass in the wind...filled with trinquility, exhilaration and simplicity...

The Silence Disciplines...A Csend Nevel

...every time I return to my homeland, traditions naturally replenish themselves in my life. Religion is one of them. It's not something I loudly speak about nor do I rigorously practice in America. In Europe, it's more of a self-sustained action towards finding guidance and serenity through a belief factor rather than finding that central identity that binds people together, creating that form of community. Perhaps the idea of being more spiritual than religious is more likely to be echoed here. It has never been collective, but rather arriving to a conclusion that to be solid and rooted, you need something beyond yourself, a faith tradition, or basic fundamentals of certain practices. Such as a recently discovered motto: " A Csend Nevel"= The Silence Disciplines. So I leave you with a picture that encompass everything I feel about spirituality...

Wake Up! Up! Up!

Wake Up! Up! Up! (adopted from the momos)....as you follow my blog, you will find word of advice, motivational blurbs, and attitude for gratitude under this title....the first one goes like this:

...you have to find out who you are, outside of who you wish you were and/or whom others may want you to be...once you establish that finding, you become the most powerful, magical force in your own universe...

Solitude is Independence

Solitude is Independence...The title reflects many things. Foremost, a final realization that solitude is a gift ... broader and often intangible, a state of being that is freely given. A state where expression is offered from the essence with the power to turn the ordinary into the sublime.... It's an act to connect, and the willingness to participate in a dance of intimacy with yourself.  A state of clarity of finding answers within, realizations,  fulfillments, and most importantly, seek the happiness from internal existence...this blog will explore all that, with the hope that my words elate the feeling of being here, in this present, is more than a good thing...it's the ultimate antidote for making life the way you want it to be!