Desert Rose

I can tell from your eyes to where you want to go.
For I have been to the distant constellations to see you once again.
Through space and time I travel whispering softly into your waking dreams.
There is nothing that I would not do to cast the shadows away from here.

Do you recall when we first met in the desert so long ago,
as you searched endlessly for the compass you once lost.
It was your calling and the sorrow in your being that guided my spirit to you.

Over the centuries we gathered our energies and intertwined our memories
from the nothingness of our beings.
Shattered and torn you were at the anger in your soul
Tormented by a haunting of emptiness without a beginning or end.
And there you were lost without hope,
full of remorse and regret.

Your silent tears is what I remember most.
The inner child of purity slowly decaying amongst the living dead.
This is when the universe sends me forth to you as I have done for countless others.

Let us take a breath of imagination into a world of rising suns.
Drink the water from the oasis of the desert to fill your soul with a new awakening.
Recapture the essence of the purpose of being.
Be here with me now as I point to the stars as a guide in your journey.
It is within you will the path open wide.

And when you feel the mists of doubts have cleared the valley,
take with you the light that you found in the desert.
Move forward and remember what you have learned.
For every moment of solitude a revelation shall appear before you
as you have FINALLY let go and set your spirit free.

Summon a messenger

The last remaining few had stayed behind
as they stood on top of the sacred mountain.
Far above from the sounds of battle that lay below were silenced in
mystic chanting to summon the messenger of the g-ds.

The young king had barely been crowned when the conquistadors had invaded
their hidden civilisation. Now as he looked at the ancient alter while singing the
scripture for the Guardian Angel, his eyes lifted towards the setting sun.

A small drop of doubt had passed through the eye of a needle containing his soul
and as the negative energy rippled in the lake of his being,
the young king's universe echoed a fear so strong and time was suspended in the final vibrations
of uncertainty.

His people had stopped their prayers and knew the battle had just begun.
A battle that only he could overcome.

“I am so scared. What can I do now to summon the messenger?” whispered the young king.

From a voiceless sound he felt his heart pause in beat as another energy jolted in unison to his beating pulse.

“I must believe the guardian will come. The messenger is already here. She has been watching
all along. I summon you my lady as one of the guardians of the Universe, please
help us defeat the one ancient who can only be destroyed by you.”

A distant voice softly spoke, “and what will you gain from my appearance?”

“Nothing. Only to continue to learn the ancient ways of life and to be the keepers
of your secrets so that one day our children here will share it to the world.”

“Then speak my true name and I shall appear before you.”

And the young king bespoke a name that only he remembered as the last rays of sunlight
faded into the night.; a shimmering glow started to appear atop of the mountain and there he stood
with his people rejoicing in summoning one of the most beloved of all messengers of the Universe.

The current of wind and moonlight

All I had on was a white shirt that barely covered the lower half of my body but
I did not care, as something inside my soul had guided me towards the balcony.
I reached for the sliding door and as I opened it, a gust of wind welcomed my presence.
The eye of the storm had taken another direction and was heading north
as the city lay in slumber in the early hours of the morning.
I slowly inhaled the scent of the air and with it my body felt the power of nature.
My eyes were fixated on a speck of light up in the gray skies as the clouds moved swiftly
towards my right.
It was the shimmer of light that caused my heart to jump with recognition as I connected
once again with two ancient forces.
I blew a soft whistling sound at the wind so that I could meet the full moon once again.

And as the greeting of my sound resonated towards the sky,
the clouds parted for a brief moment to welcome the magnificence
of the moonlight shining upon my face.

“Here we are again,” I whispered silently to the moon.
“Has it been a year since I last gazed upon your beauty?” I wondered.

“It has not,” was the response I understood from the moon as she instantly appeared brighter before my very eyes.

I gently spoke in a language in which my heart knew
as I listened to the ancient sounds locked inside me.
I carefully opened them one by one as I had remembered to focus my divine light.
The thoughts flowed into wordless meanings as I quietly observed the clouds blanket my beloved moon.

“Please, don't go yet, let me see her one more time,” my spirit pleaded as it reached out to the wind.

The wind allowed my heartfelt request and for a brief minute I was able to be mesmerized by the moon once again.

“Help me receive the Divine Creation by casting away the shadows that diminish my light. I need the strength to gather my being into oneness as I had spread it out to the far depths of the universe.” My soul cried.

“Let me not destroy myself once again as I had done eons before this present time. I am different now. I feel that there is much love and hope here. The changes in my soul have ignited my spirit to draw in the most powerful of forces to save the ones that need it most. Let my vessel receive the message of the universe in its purest form. Let my energy reverberate wherever I go so that even those that lay in the abyss of darkness feel my light and presence eternally. So that one day, they too will go beyond the horizon.”

With this last feeling my keys locked the door once more to the gates of arcane connection.
I breathed in the scent of the air and the link returned to its normal state and as I stepped back into the apartment, my soul's blue flame returned to violet once more.

Dreams leading to being one

Each soul I have encountered in my dreams,
I also share a story with in the physical reality.

To be able to connect in such a way
brings forth the mysteries of the universe.

I share one story and listen to another
in sounds of silence within our beating hearts.
The mirrors and masks are removed
and the true self emerges from murky waters.
A gathering of life and death clears a path
to uncovering oneself in front of another.

Close your eyes and open the door to the soul.
At times it is barely a whisper of a thought when you are only hearing.
Other situations arise when you destroy its spirit.
But awaken again from the slumber
and realise there is much to learn.

When I was younger I feared the darkness.
There were many souls running after me,
wanting to hurt me, use me, destroy me, or change me.
I learned to see within the darkness the truth
of that moment.
My inner light gathered the energy and
with this new found self I jumped into the abyss.

The beauty in darkness can be seen with light.
Self illumination I share with you.
My soul remembers you from a time we know not.
Whether you recognise the vessels in which we are now
is only a matter of learning to see beyond.

Many years I have waited for each soul to come across in my journey,
and there are others yet to meet.
But there is only one in which I long for.
One in which I have seen time and again in my visions.
Coming in different forms throughout a millennia.

Let it be known its presence has been with me from the very beginning.
And to be apart allowed new adventures for growth.
I see the soul walking up to me as we continue on the same path.
Blue flames ablaze our spirits as we are free to roam in the darkness.
With me, in me, beside me is where you will always be.
So let us part if you desire or move forward together with fervour once again;
all I know is that near or far let us grow for who we truly are inside.

I thank the ones for helping me learn the ways in which to see myself.
I thank the dreams that allow me to see souls I am meant to encounter.
I thank each of you for being here.

As I hold each of you in my heart,
I feel the warm embrace of the memories you keep locked within.
These are are the dreams I was given to see.
Your moments of life that changed your soul.
That is why I love everything and nothing about you.
For that is the beauty I see in your soul eternally.

With love and light I am honoured by you.

Inner child

I believe in miracles.
That happy endings are only beginnings;
that roses are blue
and sharing your passion to others
creates more love and light imaginable.

It took a lot of adventures
some treacherous and dangerous
to get these eyes of mine.

Inside I know it was all worthwhile.
That I crossed oceans of time to be here in the now
and have my inner compass guide my being through the darkness
as I light up my way.

Let me love each and every one of you with the pureness
my soul feels from the universe.
I may not understand what you are doing
or what you are going through
but I am here for you.

Let this love inspire and create new ideas.
As I enjoy the look in your eyes when your inner heart smiles.
I breathe in the words you speak and share in your mystery.
All around I am in awe of life
as this is how I see you in me.

I truly smile at the day when I see your eyes once again
and feel the change of growth in you.

Whispers of the Wind

One late afternoon I walked out of my flat and without a sense of direction in mind
I allowed my feet to take me for an adventure.
In the city that I live now I was surrounded with a myriad of noises.
People walking with a stride that appeared to have a purpose;
Cars and motorbikes zipping along the streets;
and for a second my feet stopped and I observed the lively activities.
In that second I became aware of my state of consciousness
and immediately my feet started to move again.

My mind was silent.
My heart was still.
My body felt as if it knew where it was going.

I kept my pace and without knowing I entered the realm of enlightenment.
It was then I noticed the breeze coming from behind.
Through this I had felt a surge of energy spark inside.
My wavy hair flying around my face as it responded to the wind.
And I kept on walking.

The last time I listened to the wind
it spoke to me in a language that I did not speak
and yet my heart understood what it was saying.
I smiled then as I remembered the beauty of the connection
I had felt with a friend I hadn't seen for a while.

I quietly walked and opened my senses
and the wind became stronger and I felt closer to it.
I knew what was going on around me
but at the same time I was in another plane of existence.

“I remember you”, my soul whispered.
“Let's play”, I felt in my heart.
“Make the wind stronger”, my spirit teased.

I felt a hug so pure with delight that my feet walked on air.
As I gently felt the ground below me once again
the wind responded with playful leaves spinning into a circle
as I observed with eyes of wonderment.

I kept on walking and I pursed my lips and blew a kiss--
it was then when I said my silent goodbye
and the wind knew we would meet again.

'Til next time my dear old friend.

Reading time

As I quietly sit in a café somewhere in downtown Makati reading my Freakonmics book, I slowly look up to reach for my African Fusion tea latte and as I do so my eyes meet at another pair with hazel eyes flecked with golden sunrise staring directly at me. I blink nonchalantly and slowly sip my latte and boldly continue to stare blankly at the eyes before me. He stood up and walked towards me with no indication of any hint of a smile but his eyes had been telling me a story in that moment. As he got closer to my table I started to focus on his features surrounding his eyes. I noticed the shape of his nose slightly skewed to the right. I then proceeded to look at his masculine cheek bones and angular shape of his jawline and as I was trying to picture the man behind the desert storm eyes, I realized my own eyes had stopped wandering and had been staring at his lips for a moment longer than usual. I quickly looked up at the man and there he stood a couple of feet before me and the once mysterious eyes that were staring back at me had a new sparkle behind them. My first thought was, “how cheeky is this man?,” considering he was the one staring at me from the beginning. But then I caught myself and stopped at the thought because I too was guilty of leaving my own eyes as it had rested on his lips. I was definitely not embarrassed but my guard was on full alert. He opened his mouth and uttered the words, “Hello, I couldn’t help but stare at you sitting so peacefully reading your book and I wanted to know if I could get to know the woman with the smiling eyes.”
The first thoughts that jammed my brain were, “Huh? Is he just cheesy or should I call the security guard for having this man stalk me in this café because it has happened on quite a number of other occasions in my life and the other thought that proceeded was to give him an answer that would decide his consequence from the outcome of his response to my question.”

I looked at him and then looked away and acted as if he wasn’t there for a brief moment and slowly I sipped my latte. I blocked his presence out as much as possible and without looking back at him I spoke one word, “Why.”

Infinitely linked

To the ones who have been with me from the very beginning of life --

Every so often we encounter one another in time and share a profound moment
This is but a catalyst to our journeys
We cross paths only to separate to bring about a change from within

Our first meeting is only a keystone to unlocking our hidden past
To remind ourselves that we are not illusions limited to the bodies we occupy presently

I have traveled above and beyond the universe gathering the energy needed
For the battles ahead that I must face and endure
I keep silent in the cloak of mystery
Invisible from your physical eyes
As I protect you from the suffering that overwhelms you
Only to appear in your dreams to remind you I am real
That in one moment we will meet again

I move in silence to the beat of the universe
I cast light upon those waiting in the shadows
Showing that there is nothing to fear
For I am here as I have always been
From the moment you speak my name
I am by your side in your darkest hour
Never shall you be alone when in need
As this is what divine creation has given unto me.

All I ask of you is to not forget me
To remember who I am
So that I may return once again
When I am needed
To be by your side
And help you stay on course.

This is the guardian in me.

Grounded

And when it was all over she spoke softly in front of me and said, “Go outside and light the fire. Make sure you burn it to ashes to cleanse yourself.”

As I slowly stepped out into the cool night, I was mesmerized by the crescent moon beside two vertically aligned planets and felt an indescribable feeling. Confident, yet somehow; unsure.—Mystical, yet somehow unchanged.

The fact it happened on this particular night of an alignment that only appeared once every few decades, led me to believe that the more I learn the more I do not know.

I had been hastily jumping through space and time in my current journey that I had forgotten the significance as to why I saw the keystones marking the events that allowed me to remember my reason for coming back to this present era. I wondered how many times I repeated the same path. How many alternatives I’ve seen and gone through? How many more will I face? Will I be able to complete my mission?

“They are only possibilities. Nothing is certain,” were the words she used from our previous conversation. Somehow those words echoed strongly in my mind and in that instant I lit the paper and watched the fire smolder in my hands. A gentle breeze swept the ashes up into the moonlit sky and I whispered my resolve, “I am here NOW. Thank you for the light given to me. I will do my best to let the light touch those all around me. Wherever I go, even in darkness there is always light. Never again will I forget.”

And it was then when I remembered the importance of our meeting. The significance of—the everything and nothing in me. What I had dreamt and waited patiently for several years to happen and what had occurred at this present night were calmly uttered by her as one messenger to another, “you came here to listen and observe. So listen. Observe.”

Somehow I felt I had to hear it from her. And somehow she understood, even though we both knew the message came from an arcane source. It had felt such a relief to finally feel grounded for once in this life.