5 lines

at the peak of longing
a last dewdrop
to open the horizon
why to descend
when wings unfurl

3 lines

solo wanderer
with a backpack of wind
climbing longing to its peak

5 lines

not the kiss
rather
his breath breathing her
in every cell
back to aliveness

haiku

swinging
on the full moon
jasmine breeze

haiku

flow
ticklish cloud
wet leaf wetter

5 lines politics sea refugees

away from death and home
a hand rows
towards home by death
the unfathomable
at arm's length

haiku

all the lights
shared arriving
at a standstill

haiku

counting fingertips
the emptiness
of a pocket

5 lines

finetuning the clear sky
for key songs
within a hazy mind

to activate remembrance
one beating heart center stage

5 lines

firefly on fingertips
dancing to the rhythm
of void
comforting a silent voice
at sunset

Note

You are not less sacred than Jesus. Yet Jesus was the more aware one amongst his people and time. So do not seek sacredness: You are already it. Seek more awareness. In loving light.

5 lines

early autumn
in a foreign land
how many more leaves to shed
naked with a brimming cup
of windchime voices

3 lines

to be living poetry
in his embrace
how trivial written words are

Quote of mine

Soul connection is never lost whether activated or dormant.

Story

gone too early
lover of white owl
paying me visits
inbetween lines of poetry
to remind us of
the white space holding inked lines

5 lines

to root longing
in a flow of further longing
how much we travel standing still
home not house
the missed link of open heart

5 lines

message in a bottle
amid waves of poetry
to the other side of dawn
quivering a dewdrop
with stillness

5 lines

depth of night
keeping lovers awake
to mend dimensions
Autumn a kind quilt
of poetry

Poetry

pausing you pre dawn
sculpturing your breath with mine
retracing your crescent moon of lips
widening the gap till half
with no clouds
planting fragrance of white roses
watering it with inner core transparency
gripping your mind in trance
widening the gap even stronger
into full ripen moon
harvesting everybody's howl through you
igniting your soul
upgrading the software of awareness
into what is
every atom
cell
and molecule
rotating around my presence and absence
a co-created poem
nucleus of whom I am

3 lines

a kite runner matures
by opening his palm to receive
the sky ever blue

5 lines

once upon a fairytale
an erected wall
forces its shadow instead of shade
blooming elsewhere flowers
with a trail of breeze

5 lines

a naked tree
regains its leaf
melting colors of sunset

how at a turning point
replays own a new perspective

Celebrating you in silence

to inbreathe and outbreathe 

punctuating 

a silence never there

the block tantrum

crashing as light as

jasmine tea

in silence

many shared smiles

across oceans of differences

5 lines

to rediscover a face
floating on the Dead Sea of his love
hers

the woman she forgot
remodeling the human she is

5 lines

moonlit waves
to bring it all
closer and further away

an I steps down
from light and shadow

Quote of mine

Some people do not desire a healing but everyone desires hope.

5 lines

with low light
the small aperture of his absence
not an option
two third of the way
a poem

3 lines

inhabiting a rift
between two hearts silence
a shared echoe

Definitions by Nuances

They asked "Define true love" and he replied "Pure compassion for no reason" then their hiccup came about "Possessive love" and he gazed faraway saying "An infatuation, a withered leaf haunting memory each autumn".

Shared Knowledge

From the meditation retreat I recently participated in, I learned:

Suffering is not due to what is but rather to the experienced resistance toward what is.

5lines poetry

wings of breeze
twirling to fall right
a jasmine
in lightness of detachment
open hearts

haiku

lens and wings
in the gap
a how to

haiku

depth of the night
reciting longing
without a sound

Note on Meditation part III

Open ended questions that activate by being suggestive, to reflect on while meditating:

"Is it possible to relax even more into my soul?"
"Is it possible to relax even more into my body?"
"Is it possible to relax even more into my wholeness?"

haiku

autumn sunshine
everything is Ok
amid stillness

Poetry and storytelling

Ant
Savoring her skin
A trail of dews pre dawn
Preluding the rising sun
What if everything paused at dawn
No scorching sun
No darkness
Just a gentle promise of light unfolding
Through the early beams of dawn
Dancing in darkness that is not really dark
A reflective lightness of being
Embracing all
In a paused moment
Is it scorching attachment
Or longing to the void as homeland
That makes her opt for the pause
Mid breath
Drifting to parallel realities
If it happens that
You bump into her
Or she into you
Amid astral travels
Say hello, smile then run away
Far away
But if you are the one
Whole being
Green leaf
With veins of compassion
Welcome her into you
And celebrate the fragrance of vulnerability
For your togetherness has no match in beauty

Meditation workshop with Peter Russell at Monroe Institute

I am currently participating in a meditation workshop with Peter Russell at Monroe Institute. His distinctive style of meditating is all about effortlessness. From effortless meditation emanates effortless being and effortless living. Highly recommended.

Note on Meditation part II

Inquiry within meditation does not emanate from the thinking mind but rather from the being, the experience itself during meditation, devoid of judgement. Thus, the inquiry reveals itself and is not pursued.

Note on Meditation part I

Stillness of meditation is not about stagnation. Stillness is a natural flow of change experienced with total openness and clarity.

Quote of mine

Between Possible & Impossible, a relative stretch of I Am-ness.

Quote of mine

You don't have to fake a smile. It is Ok to be authentic and tap into your pain so to process it and let it go. Opt for letting it go instead of suppression.

3 lines

amidst winds in the sky
an old soul observes
the ribbon, not a flag

haiku and hope

a fairy tooth pillow
to await
refugee children

5 lines

of the lost
a white cobweb
on black

gazing
into empty distance

5 lines

even an abandoned home
has its spirit
the tormented

loud echoe of lost laughter
rain in silence

haiku

playing hide and seek
refugees
children's right amidst cold waves

5 lines

burning within
for light
pre dawn and its incense

void underlining wholeness
in the fullness of a breath

haiku

Indian Summer
a kind reminder of inner fire
to endure transmuting

Note for healers

As healers, we have no competition but ourselves, in how we access our inner potentiality and make it active. There is no competition for healers. There is only shared love.

haiku

withered leaf
spiraling inward

gust of longing

Quote of mine

Invest in human beings without expectations. Let go of limiting goals and imprisoning things. Embrace the free fall that aliveness gifts.

personal confession

I am not the poet nor I intend to be. I am just a muse, living poetry.

5 lines

sober pre dawn
how to convince a poet
out of assassination plans of his muse
unfurling in stillness
to catch the morning dew

3 lines reflection

moonlit shadows
how to rouse love
within void

haiku

arousing moonlight
to skinny dip
in the privacy of love

haiku

breath
to infiltrate walls
homeward

3 lines reflection

desert rose
against all odds
blossoming within

Message from Higher Self via Inner Sanctuary meditation

"We do not want you to see the light at the end of the tunnel. We want you to see light everywhere. There is no tunnel, no walls, no end. There is Pure Source energy within and throughout. See that and branch your heart on it. Allow and explore even more Light so to spiral higher in co-creation of much more Light. We love you."

5 lines poetry

echoes
even silence
has plenty

a different one
for each mood

Poetry

how to undress 

for sanity

out of longing and its lace

out of you

far from you

me without you

melted by longing

that stirs

oil and water

3 lines reflection

new rain
on dry leaf

I question the notion of funeral makeup artist

Anecdote

A & B sat in the garden to meditate.
After 5 min, B said to A: "Stop it! Stop your fire breathing. You are distracting me."
To which B replied: "You are missing the point of what meditation means."

3 lines poetry

lovers' goodbye
how to reclaim heartbeats from heartbeats
melting

Bedtime Story (Part II )

So connected to his authentic self, venturing the portal of Self, Breeze communicated with the Beloved. Over a jasmine green tea shared in the garden of Heart, the dialogue was initiated.
Breeze yearned to understand what was, so he asked: "What is the purpose of magical powers if I am going to err?"
The Beloved answered: "Ultimately to err means to learn. And you are learning."
Breeze interjected: "I still feel I am missing something."
To which the Beloved replied: "The fundamental blessing of magical powers is in not using them as an outside helper when needed nor in being distracted by them. Having them is just a reminder to be whom you are: Magic. And Magic you are all of the time."
Feeling perplexed Breeze requested: "Can you kindly elaborate on what you just shared ..."
In stillness, the Beloved took some sips and few deep breaths till Breeze was calm enough to absorb what was about to be gifted: "In choosing Rose or Wind and excluding others, you got distracted. Your essence is Magic that communicates unconditionally with All as All are Sweet Divine Oneness. Why to limit yourself when expansiveness is your nature and mine!"
Breeze received well all bits of the dialogue but needed time to integrate the shared. He bowed to the Beloved and went to sleep spiraling into dreams of vitality. But that is another bedtime story.
Sweet Dreams.

Bedtime Story (Part I)

Once upon a breeze who fell in love with a rose on the edge of time, Rose kept blossoming under his loving gaze. The stronger the sweetness of her fragrance grew, the wider his infatuation became. Yet, nobody knew that Breeze's soul had magical powers. Yes, he used them, trading his identity to become one petal of his beloved. It was quite a season of love, gifting itself seemingly from within self. Alas, mid Summer came and Rose withered away. He was so enraged to wither away, feeding even more on his rage till he stumbled on wind who mirrored the depth of his anger growing ever stronger. Once again, he used his magical powers and became whom he identified with: Wind among winds. After a span of spilled breaths, his anger lessened and he froze in sadness. He reflected on his experiences and asked himself under the moonlight: "What should die within me so to thrive?". As if beside the Boddhi tree, he froze and kept on reflecting. Reflecting by itself, melted sadness away and he gained clarity. He finally knew what has to die within him: All needs to be other than his genuine self. He, whole heartedly, embraced and celebrated being a breeze, just his authentic self. He did that to the extent of becoming Self aka Beloved. Beloved conversed with the Beloved but that is another bedtime story. Sweet Dreams.

Quote of mine

The need to prove being right is destructive to its holder.

haiku

entangled breeze
by hair locks
knots of fire

Personal update

I am currently in U.S continuing my studies of metaphysics. I am in awe of what I am learning: Light Energization. As soon as I find free time, I will write in depth on the subject. Love & Light to you, my incognito readers.

haiku

loud sounds of insomnia
crickets
prolonging summer

haiku

rose petal
the wholeness of heart
drifting