Sunday, July 5, 2015

Peekaboo bumblebee

Peekaboo bumblebee
in lavender field
how did the years fly away

snapping rare childhood life
I fall in the gap
between breaths


I can fly


Lavender





To Blossom




Tulip me



Thursday, July 2, 2015

Gogyohka

star gazing
his fingertip dipped in
wild berries

I walk my breath
to the edge

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Arabic Poetry (Sufism)

~
عاشقة لكَ، ذائبة فيكَ
وجدتُني في عين اليقين
أسامِرُ حضوري حدّ الياء 
غَمَرَني الحقّ و نورُه 
إرتحلتُ من النافذة المُشرّعة الى قلب الشمس
وفاضَ العِشقُ مِن ذاته
~

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Quote of mine

Compassion, whether towards self or others, is the secret behind every miraculous unfolding.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Metaphysical Note on Equilibrium

To have equilibrium in between one's male and female energies, does not mean having 50% male energy and 50% female energy most of the time. It rather means having the liberty and luxury to access any energy rate most adequate for a given situation. Meaning being able to be 100% male at an X situation or 100% female energy at Y situation or 70% female at Z situation ...
Freedom to consciously choose the most adequate is "Equilibrium".

Chisel

a balcony swing
and jasmine breeze
is it me or you
caress of memories
moon-peeking in between clouds
a song from faraway
seeping through
so sweetly fathomless
chiseling out eternity for hinge
the climber mist

Haiku

sunset gazing
art
of goodbye


Saturday, June 20, 2015

Haiku

Expanding into sea
breeze
as I walk on seashore

Monday, June 15, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
هذا الليل نافذة مُشرّعة على ترحالي فيك ما بين الاحرف ومداكَ الهارب اليّ "زاوجتَ "قليلٌ من الخمر" مع "هذا المساء"
وما المساءُ بلا ليلٍ جفاه المنطق وما الخمرُ بلا رقصة الرؤى وملاكٍ يصدح إقرأ في العاشق إقرأني كتنهيدة عِطر يَرجُّ آفاقها دعوةٌ لصلاة الفجر
~

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Edible Exhale

Blossoming in colors of inner ecstasy
Soaring and diving
Withholding the breath in a roar of sensuality
Tighter muscles than a heavy weight lifter
Yet liquid like a morning dew shivering
A rose petal about to tumble wide open
And the breeze pregnant with thousand light touches
Self grounding in a sky of mysticism
Commanding white shade to fly over virgin lands
Dissolving into blue then green
Marks of clenched fist on linen
As if a written love mantra
Edible exhale




Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Sharing a precious activating affirmation of Matt Kahn

“As the master of my destiny, and the creator of my reality, I hereby move my consciousness into a parallel timeline where all soul contracts have already been resolved, all energetic cords have already been cut, all karmic ties have been undone, all ancestral lineages and bloodlines and genetic predispositions have been transmuted, all cellular memories released, all self defeating habits, patterns of sabotage, victimhood, unconsciousness has been released out of this energy field along with all lower vibrational influences, beliefs, identifications and attachments returned to the source of its origin, transmuted completely, returned to the purity, wholeness and perfection of eternal light as I reside here as a fully conscious, aligned and embodied living expression of ascension within my soul’s highest reality within the fifth dimensional Earth plane, acknowledging and celebrating the ascension of Earth that is already occurred to completion, the shift of the ages that is already shifted, the Aquarian Age, of Heaven on Earth and the Golden Age have unity consciousness that is fully actualized in the present moment time anchored as my new zero point of field where I freely receive all the infinite flowing abundance, prosperity and wealth that has already been given, the absolute success of my highest destiny that is already here, the greatest fulfillment, the most miraculous health, synchronicity, immaculate perfection that is present in every breath as I interact with the highest aspects of all I meet and encounter, celebrating the fulfillment of the work I have already done in previous lifetimes, with anything that is below this highest vibration no longer present in this energy field or any energy field throughout, as my highest potential is accepted to be who I am now and forever, within and throughout, the infinite forms of all, with a loving heart, living within a cascading waterfall of inspiration, embodying the highest frequency of joy, bringing forth the highest expressions of truth, knowing and declaring that only the loving wise Universe chooses every word, makes every choice, orchestrates every opportunity with only the highest possibility ever coming forth and in knowing it is so, now and forever, once and for all, I command it as I am now and so it is.” ~ Matt Kahn

Friday, June 5, 2015

"I so love you"

And we soar
2 filaments weaving light
foolish as ever in the completeness of surrender
breaths are hardly able to follow the pace
of sensuality, of bliss, of merging
within each other weaving even more light
into light
manifesting virgin dimensions
fractal geometry reaches a level, even richer, of significance
pantheons of Gods and Goddesses align in us

Then ...

Like a burnt incense or a sweetly hummed mantra barely audible
seeping through from a parallel reality
we finally fade away to re-emerge
breathing
certainty and clarity of "I so love you"
connected always

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
غزلت  من  الصمت  وِشاحا 
كجناحي  ملاك
ومضت  من  فعل ٍ الى آخر
لاثمة ً  الارضَ  خيراً  برِفق  نظراتها
اضاءت  دروبا ً كثيرة  ما عدا دربها
اسقطت  استفهامي   عنها
"c'est trop tard " بدُعاء
قالته   مرارا ً بعدد  حبّات  المسبحة
كم  كرهتُ  تلك  العبارة  واحببتها
رشح  البخور من  اصابع  يديها
وباركت  الجديلة  لطفلة  كُنتها
صباحُ  الخير  جدتي  منيرة
من  سمائي  الى  سمائك  الفُ   شعاع  نور

~

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
وجهُكَ المُتلألئ 
على ما تَموَّجَ  من الرغبات
دعوَة ٌ شَقيّة  للتِرحال  فيكَ
ما بين الثنايا والذبذبات
يقولون هي قابلة ٌ للتأويل
فيما  إدراكي  يُنبئُني  بالنقيض
عَطشُ  صحرائِكَ   يُناجي  السراب
سأكونه  ولو  لِبُرهة
ثمَّ أمضي 
خَلفي  بَدرٌ  وذِئاب
~

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Advice

Do not choke on emotions nor suppress them. Let them flow like a river that nourishes your creativity.  Be in awe and listen to the sound of water. There lies the magical unfolding of your presence.



Monday, May 25, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
الوقت أرجوحة منسيّة يُلاعِبُها الريح
ريحُ الذكريات  والاماني
فيما اناي خارج  الزمان  والمكان  كما داخلهما
إدراكٌ  طائف مبعوثٌ  للتحاور 
عاصفةٌ مداها في اتساعٍ مستمر
تُقلِب الامور رأساً على عقب
وفي عين العاصفة الكل اناي حتى الوقت
~

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Personal Note

Here my open ended intention-question that activates the process without limiting it:

How to be Aleph connecting Mother Earth to Father Cosmos while being an authentic channel of Pure Source Energy for the best benefit of all that is.




Arabic Poetry

~
كُلما شقّ الفجرُ  بانفاسِه عُمقَ الليل واسراره
تسألتُ هل لي من مِثله يا حُب
انسياب نورالعاشق حينما الولوج  كصلاة ٍ كَوْنية 
تغمرُ القلب حدّ المِعراج الى السموات السبع
والكُلْ في  داخلي  ودواخلي  يُسبّح  بحمده  
~

Friday, May 22, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
في مهب النسيم
منتشرةٌ  كازهار كرز
لاثِمة ٌ، بتلة بتلة، سطحَ  ماءك    
وكشال ٍ من العطر على جسدك العاري  اراني
بين المِرآة  والذاكرة بعضٌ  من التدفق 
هذا الفجرُ
يُعيدُني الى بعضي
تدنو يدي من المِشّط
لأُسرِّح  بعضي والخُصلات
~

Arabic Poetry

~
تسابق  شوقي  اليه
والثواني سُلحفاة 
لثمَتني هالتُه
فتدحرجت الجدران بين الخلايا
وسال جسدي الى بَحره
قيل المرأة إحتواء 
وما رأيتُني الا صَدَفة ً على شواطئه
هَمَسَ  سِرّه والخلود في جَوفِها
~

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
فيما الوقتُ  نملة  نائمة
يوقظني العِشق
والعِشقُ  نَفَس  خالص  يتوغّل
شموع ٌ تُراقِصُ  الريح  كما النسيم  فتضبط  إلايقاع
عيناي شُرفتان من الياسمين
تُطلان على المُلكِ  ومالكه ساعة السَحر
تطوف الروح عارية الى الينبوع 
تُضاءُ المرايا بالهَمْس
يغتسل الينبوع  بمائه عِشقا 
~

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
قَمَرٌ عُمرُه ُ يَومان  يُغازِلُ  نجمة َ فينوس
وسيارتي تَقودُ  ذاتها فيما انا شاردة 
هل لثمتني عيناكَ  رُغمَ  المسافة  وجهلي فيك
تتلعثم ُ سيارتي  بالضوء الاحمر
فأقف  
مُتساءلة ً

أيّ عقد ٍ من  الغرام  أوصّت  به  روحي
لا القمرُ سابق ٌ فينوس  ولا فينوس سابقة ٌ القمر
فكيف اللقاء
تتسارعُ  سيارتي  الى  مُستقرّ لها
فتتباطأ  أنفاسي  الى  عُمق ِ روحي  وتنقبض
~

Monday, May 18, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
في باطن يدي
نجومٌ من العطش اليكَ والسُكْر فيكَ
تدور و تدور
فيما انتَ  في غيبتكَ الكُبرى ذِكْرٌ سَرمدي
قيلَ
ظهوركَ  المنتظر من باطن يدي
كسماءٍ تتلمس دربها عبر النجوم الى شمسها
رافعةٌ كفاي قُبالة وجهي
أهمس في الباطن والنَفَسُ  مُرتحلٌ اليكَ منكَ
~

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Earth

~
Tonight I give up racing sunset to dawn
I give up rising in the light column
I opt to dye my being in 10 feet under dirt
Dirt of no color, the scent of compassion
Void engulfs me like a blanket
I rest there in fetus position
Listening to Earth rhyming its love like a lullaby
Thoughts punctuate the longing in my heart
“Mother, have I done you wrong
Mother, have I done you right”
And Earth replies:
“Hush my baby and sleep: Time for you to dream.”
And I dream out of love for Mother Earth.
~

Friday, May 15, 2015

Arabic Poetry

~
قُبيل الفجر تغوص الانفاس نسيماً
في صدى السكون نحو ارض الروح
الى وردةٍ  نداها عِشقُ الله
يرتجف الندى فترتجف الارض والانفاس
مَن مِنّا اناي في الحضرة
~

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Yhandi Healing Modality

I lately learned a healing modality named Yhandi at Delphi University (Atlanta). It mesmerizes me. It is the first shadow work I get to learn as metaphysician. Instead of going up to the Light, one dives in, into the unconscious. Let me share with you, my dear blog reader, the unconscious is so complex and intelligent. Whatever "meaningful" experience is trapped there, in your unconscious, waiting for your awareness to free it, freeing yourself from its destructive impact.

All "bad" feelings have an origin in faulty thoughts that one had bought into. Faulty thoughts keep creating negative repetitive patterns that are powerful enough to ruin your life. Yet all that it takes is for you to be consciously aware that a specific faulty thought, as its name announce it, is faulty; Choosing to counter act it with equivalent affirmation; Recognizing your free choice of thoughts to invest in and deciding to choose better or wisely of whatever you wish.

It is Alchemy work: Diving into sewage (without judgement) to recover diamond through discerning awareness. Meaning transmuting sewage material into jewels.

Orbs Passion





Lizard Saga



Sunday, April 5, 2015

the real issue note

(Certain degree of simplification is used for enhanced clarity)

There are:
1- Soul infused personality (here realm)
2- Soul (higher realm)
3- Spirit (highest realm)


Through conventional Past Life regression sessions and/or meditation, one can profile his soul, meaning accessing higher realm.
Through OBE and/or meditation, one is able to contact Spirit, meaning accessing highest realm.


Yet the real issue here is how to anchor more of Spirit into physicality: Shifting from partial accessibility of Light to optimal one. It is no more "how to go there" but rather "how to anchor there here", experiencing Heaven on Earth.


P.S: Heaven that is mentioned above, is not about a fixed Deity (or pantheon of Deities) and who believes in Him, Her, It or Them. It is about empowering each one of us to access his Divine powers here and now.

Annaya



Friday, April 3, 2015

When I meet Alexander . . . Past life regression

In my first group past life regression at Delphi, In Depth channeling workshop, I meet Alexander. With more meditations done on my own, I unearthed even more details. Multiple years have passed by, until now that I am able to jot down few lines without getting so emotional.


Alexander is a Russian boy living in Saint Petersburg. He is 17 years old, spending Summer with his grandparents at a remote place in the mountain, away from where he lived. One day while roaming the forest on his own, he finds a giant crystal: really giant column of crystal with pointed head. He puts his arms around the crystal in a warm hug, palms fully embracing it. While in a euphoric trance from the magical touch, a UFO, as if summoned by the crystal itself, appears and light beings descend. Time and Space take a weird turn. Suddenly, Alexander is within the circular UFO, lying down on something flat at the center. Images start to circulate around the walls. As if the inside walls have a strip of circular screen. He telepathically knows those images are about his soul in past and future incarnations. Something about Maya grasps his attention. Maybe it is her gaze full of compassion and that smile of hers, full of hope. He is mesmerized about her. Suddenly and abruptly, he is back on land while light beings saying goodbye. He rejects wholeheartedly leaving them. They do not ask even his opinion about it. As if their mission is accomplished. They leave, alone. For the first time in his life, Alexander feels real anger. A year passed and he enters the army. It is eighteen hundred something with a Tsar as ruler. He graduates from army as an extra serious young man. He becomes a scientist working on secret researches for the benefit of the army. His main project is how to regenerate the physical body through the etheric body using a mathematical equation. He roams battlefields and works on amputees to fine-tune his equation. As for his private life, in his thirties, his best friend of less fortunate background dies, leaving behind one daughter. Knowing how she might suffer and endure alone, Alexander marries her. Her name is Helena. Although they are to have together five kids, Alexander loves Helena as his daughter, his favorite one. He is extremely delighted to dance with her at the Tsar palace court during official ceremonies. It brings him such a joy to see her blossoming in such a regal way.
During one of his battlefield missions, he faces a tragic incident and loses his right arm. As frantically as he tries to finalize the equation as its worth got very personal, as much despair invades his life in slow but sure rhythm. He attempts to talk to Maya through his bridge from physical to etheric realms.  Then, depression hits him badly. He dies in his fifties while talking to Maya through his hallucinations, as he became alcoholic, telling her he now conveys to her the responsibility to regenerate the physical body from the etheric one: It is now her life mission. Also, he makes her promise to take care of Helena in whatever incarnation she might be, as a personal favor for him.


Maya is me, at least, my current name. Helena incarnated as my mother Houda whom I loved strangely enough as my daughter since I opened my eyes. I took care of Houda for 10 years while she was in coma. I bathed her much more than she ever bathed me. I still love her as my daughter, God bless her precious soul. During my teenage years and onward, my right arm used to get very agitated whenever I was emotionally disturbed, as if having a mind of its own. The remaining day of that first past life regression done in a group, my right arm got so agitated that I had to hold "it" with my left hand. The next day, during the morning meditation, light beings appeared and blessed my arm. Since that moment onward "it" ceased to be agitated yet always with a mind of its own as if tapping to another part of my soul. Gladly, it is no more agitated as its frustration with me catching up lessened. I am currently a metaphysician studying and experimenting with all possible healing modalities to find and found a way to regenerate the physical body from the etheric one. By the way, I hate alcohol, never had a sip.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Windy

For a while as if excluded of Time and Space
Sea races wind in waves of passion
No need anymore for a mirror concerned about outer form
In an improvised sharing of deep essence
Salty, fiery and commanding
I too leave my body
And slip into the tiniest bubble gaps that love creates
Where are you?
The fullness of void
Explodes in physical longing
Autumn, early Spring

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Love

The wicked way
The night sways within me
Closer to your breath

Where did my breath go?

And on which petal amrita glistened!

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Arabic poetry on meditation series

~
أراقصُ الصمتَ في إيقاعٍ ناريّ من الانفاس
اتوغلّ داخلي نحو النبع
او هكذا شبّه لي
أم تراه النبع يتوغلّ الى كلّ كلي
اتلاشى مع آخر زفير ٍ بُرهة

اختبرها كإدراكٍ ازليّ لم يولد  
وفي العدم صعقة ُ الانبعاث
على رؤية ٍ غريبة
انا لستُ انا ولستُ النبع حصريا
انا فعلُ التوغّل 
ما بين النبع والكلّ

Arabic poetry on meditation

في فضائي الداخلي
لا جَسَدٌ لي سوى الحبّ
انهمرُ الوانا ً كقوس قزح
يُلاحِقها بدلال ٍ ضبابٌ  بنفسجيّ
لاتصاعد من خارجي الاول نحو خارجي الابعد
ذهَبا ً ينبض
مُستمرّ في الترحال
كشريان نور على تواصل مع الكل
لاسترجاع الشمس من عُمق الكون
والصمت يبوح
الكلّ انا

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Lebanese slang poetry

زهر ونسمة هوا
بترندحني عَ شفاف السما
ومع كل شَهقة
غيمة سرحانة
"عَ  دروب "لو
~
قَوْلك طلع الوقت برّات الزمن
وسِكر بعيون زرقا
تيقلها بكَفّي وجع من
 حنين ما حدا بيعرف لمين

Friday, March 6, 2015

Metaphysical Observation

Certain people use pessimism as their shield of wisdom, an expression of their egotistic mental righteousness.
In a dimension of unified consciousness or as I like to surname it Sweet Divine Oneness, duality process of thinking is obsolete. There is no more pessimism nor optimism but rather authentic living with all the transparency that it commands.  There is no more judging but rather observing. It  is about honoring what is experienced irrespective of details of that given experience.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

(Arabic Poetry 2)

~
تسترسلُ عيناي في مُناجاة الشمس ساعة المغيب
تنزلقُ ذكرياتي على امواج البحر بريقاً بريقاً يَخفو
ذكرياتٌ مرتحلة ٌعنّي ترنو بعطفٍ الى الخيال في الوداع الاخير

انا لست انا
على افقٍ ذائبة ٌ الواني
الثُمها بانفاسٍ متقطعة
قبيل الولوج في كهف الناسك

أضيءُ   بَصيرتي
واستقرّ  في السكون
بين الثنايا
لا زفير ولا شهيق

~

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

(Arabic Poetry 1)

~
حنيني الى مَعبد
بلا سَقفٍ ولا ابواب
كشِراع
يُلملمه تَمردُ الريح
في كفّ العدم
يعلو كأرز يُناجي
وينحني كثيراً كثيراً
من الرفق في عين الصمت
اكونه بعد أنفاس ٍ متأملة
في فيض ٍ نابض
يَصِل
~

Monday, February 23, 2015

Healers Note : Clarity of Vision

As healers, metaphysicians or more accurately energy activators, who have the sole target of empowering the other, we trigger a process that induces our subject to be in touch with his/her authenticity, realizing what is really his/hers and what is just contamination from others or dirt hanging on from the journey. We also channel Cosmic Energy coming from Pure Source to connect the physical body of our subject with it, the primordial source of all that is, switching on the memory of each cell back to perfect health. Yet, all healing is a self healing requesting the will, permission and cooperation of each subject soul.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

~5

sunrise
stoking gracefully
inner fire

expanding to the softness of light
and its warmth

Phoenix




Wednesday, February 4, 2015

4 ~

fertile soil dumping
his perfume
again wet

under one umbrella
the sequence of verb tenses

fertile soil dumping
his perfume
not yet gone

under steadier rain
grammar of one verb and its tenses

fertile soil dumping
his perfume
gasping

under light rain
the shared breaths

3 ~

on a suspended gong
and his hammer's move
reverberating within ~

how closer, me can be to me!
with ease, grace and joy

2 ~

Rain
tasting your body
and exploding

into microcosm & macrocosm
how beautiful it is to disintegrate!

1 ~

Breeze
bringing me closer to
your fingertips

balcony's open view
to sway my petals

Metaphysical note

On the relationship of the 5 elements (Ether, Fire, Air, Water, Earth) to the 5 senses, according to ancient knowledge:


Ether is related to sound / hear

Fire is related to vision / see

Air is related to touch

Water is related to taste

Earth is related to smell

Saturday, January 31, 2015

watercolors

Bell's Palsy ~
gazing at the edge
where it seeps through

Solo flutter helplessly
the empty distance invades.

Monday, January 26, 2015

< >>

longing for a fleeting presence
alive like a winged scarf
I dye in patterns

migrating blues intensify the fire
to what depth does it seep through?

floating essence


Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Breathing Note

Exhalation is yin, female energy symbolized by magnetism. Inhalation is yang, male energy symbolized by electricity. Light is an electromagnetic wave. Love making is essentially an act of respiration: balanced, rhythmic and prolonged.  A yogi practicing his pranayama is a lover of the Universe. Love is all about light, meaning electromagnetism. The halo around saints' head is a radiant electromagnetic field.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Message on Answers

Your task is not to search frantically for answers, like a cockroach doing a marathon in a closed lid bowl. Your task is to vibrate high, reaching transparency so that answers are revealed to you.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Am I And

                                           
                                                                         Being 
                                                                    Even stronger
                                                                   Blur of ecstasy
                                                               Where am I to fly?
                                                        Each flowing lock seeking
                                                       A different sky of letting go
                                                    Flocks of sweat migrating South
                                        While a face gazes at North in blinding wonder
                                                  On a thunder of stillness dissecting
                                                                  Whirling within
                                                                     East to West
                                                   Am I all and the transmuted One?

Friday, December 26, 2014

Eye of Shiva Anatomy

Eye of Shiva Anatomy, Metaphysics by Maya Idriss
(personal research plus invisible guidance)

On the forehead (visualizing a vertical line mid forehead), there exist 4 chakras. When these chakras are all active, balanced and harmonized, the Eye of Shiva opens.
From down upward, they are:

+ Brow chakra (associated with Responsible Behavior)
+ Lower chakra (associated with the Intellect)
+ Middle chakra (associated with Hypothalamus, Divine Love)
+ Upper chakra/ slightly above normal hair line (associated with Thalamus, Divine Guidance, planet Uranus)

Among these four chakras, the most important one is the Middle chakra (Hypothalamus, Divine Love). Yet one needs to balance all 4 chakras and harmonize them to open Eye of Shiva.


It is crucial to note here, that if we consider brain mapping of chakras (the one that indicates which brain zone is connected to which chakra), we notice that the Hypothalamus is connected to the Solar Plexus. It is the most important chakra of all 7 chakras of the body. Solar Plexus is the Inner Sun, your core center around which everything rotates. Indeed, all is fractal geometry.