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.

Short and Sweet

I have the tendency to write as much as I feel I need to write.

But I want to try something new. Short and concisely sweet enough to indirectly and directly describe my thoughts. That is very Zen and not Zen at all.

After all, everyone has other things to do with their time.

A monk once said, "Get rid of anything that does not aid you."

If your way of thinking is similar to mine, there can be an infinite source of paths to take with that one phrase. And it's true meaning arises differently at every stage of one's life.

Amorphous is what I am to a certain extent and it is still a label is it not? There are those who are defined by their words, experiences, attributes, ideals or thoughts but when you look at it from the universal principle then everyone is to a variable degree amorphous.

Whether it is religion, science, experience, knowledge, power, etc you name the word and everything and nothing comes to mind. You as the individual are not the same person from when you were one, five, 15, 20, 30 and so forth. It's still you the whole you but the stages of your individual self is very much amorphous.

Your brain as a child destroys the pathways in your neurotransmitters and connects and adjusts to produce new paths because it simply wasn't needed. That influence is directly linked to what you are exposed to externally in your environment as well as internally through your genetics.

You take what you think is most concerted by your brain, mind, and body as well as your soul to evolve in another level of your development. And sometimes you can't or won't.

That is only one way of looking at "Getting rid of anything that does not aid you."

A tale of polarities

Here in the light is where I am. My darkness which resides in me has waned momentarily as I let it sleep in the course of its cycle. I awaken once again and I listen to the natural patterns of the universe. I can still recall the early stages where it felt like raging battles of polarities. My light wanting to take course of action; and my darkness not willing to receive the energy. I was still very young then and had not realized its complementary union. I had not yet learned the word to describe this experience. Not opposites in which I thought of but in contrast to a reflection of the differences linked together.

We exist as one the light and dark; the good and evil; the positive and negative. The meaning to each component I see is regarded with intrinsic value to each individual. Yet why is it so hard to accept that we exist simultaneously? Can you feel extreme emotions at the same time? Yes and no. Can you look at two sides with objectivity? Yes and no. Must it be black and white? Yes and no.

Any view can be given a sound explanation based on a person’s experiences, ideas or beliefs. I am here not to convince you; only to show a way that another idea exists. Can you love and hate a person? Can you feel in control and not in control of a situation? You can be aware of its existence but unless you experience it then the idea will remain a distant possibility. I can take and receive the forces which I have no control of. These are the cycles which exist in me. And I control it to a certain degree. How many times have you been angered but had to remain calm in a situation? How about lying to a person so as to avoid hurting their feelings? Can you see the various cycles of relationships in your own self? The very contrasts in relation to the universe? Can you see the truth and lies of the matter? Beliefs are hard to change because it involves an experience that is attached to a person’s emotion. Ideas are easily manipulated because it does not stem from any attachment and therefore it is spontaneous in action. So here I am with my infinite potentialities accessible to my own creation.

At This Moment of Now

At this moment of now...

I am sitting in the center of the room and reminiscing the moments of this past year.

I close my eyes so that I may see within the darkness the light which allows my thoughts to open the endless pathways; to unlock the unknown realities; to walk the path of least resistance.

I am in the moment of now.

I can look back and see the extensions of the former selves all linked together in one harmony.
I look not with eyes of my own, but with the eyes that can see within all angles - to strive for an altruistic nature yet maintaining a balance to not lose myself in the process.

The cycles that were formerly present are now considered incongruities and these diversions were chosen to allow a sense of development in my being.

I slowly open my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun shining upon my face; I hear the wind whispering in my ear in a language that I do not Speak but my heart knows what it is saying and I smile because life is so beautiful and only more precious because one never knows when it will all end.

Ahh, to be mortal is the greatest thing.

Oh silly me

To be able to take complex ideas and make it simple to understand without sounding too pretentious is one of the lessons I learned from a Kung fu student, a master, and a teacher.

I had earlier written a blog that titled, "Various levels of awakening leads to enlightenment?" and once I was finished it wouldn’t post and I didn’t save it. Silly me, I could look at this in a number of ways.

Posting a blog automatically saves a draft. Mine had an error stating couldn’t connect to blogger and warned in RED color font that post might not be published due to an error. There was even a little triangular yellow warning sign. –I ignored it. Why? I figured that I seen it so many times before that it’s just there to annoy me again and that I will be able to post my blog as I did the other times even with a yellow triangle icon from before. ---Nope not this time. So the work is gone. Can I go back and get it?

I could rewrite all over again. I could paraphrase it again. I could just leave it until next time.

I choose the latter. Why simply because the feeling of the work’s moment has escaped my interest and rewriting it all over again wouldn’t be the same as I try to recreate the idea in which I wanted to share with you.

I could look at this as laziness. Or that it was meant to be. Or that I am a silly person and that I should not have assumed that my previous yellow triangular warning signs of an icon that desensitized my thoughts into thinking that it doesn’t mean anything because when that icon showed the last few times I still managed to publish my posts. – I will remember next time. i.e. always expect the unexpected. That --to use my previous experience only as a guideline but never base it on the present or future. I do hope I remember this lesson.

The Big bang theory and String Theory interesting concepts. I do not know the scientific technical aspects of it even though I have read much on it, I understand the big universal underlying concepts of it. By which my little brother who was taking nanotechnology and decided to change his major due to being attracted to financial aspects of another science major –which by the way he still hasn’t informed me which major he’s decided on – has always explained to me the physics of it all. – genius that boy is really. Anyway, I am a fan of the Universe show from the History Channel and I like how the program is very edutaining for the masses. Although, to a physicist or student of physics it might be perceived is quite lame and ‘blockbuster’ kind of series. – Doesn’t matter. Informing a wider audience in a platform to help them understand the concepts of intricate theories is their main objective.

I had recently seen an episode that one scientist is trying to manipulate space and time and that there could be a breakthrough of using some laser particles to travel into the past from the future. Do we really want to be able to manipulate the past in order to change the future? Such dangerous consequences that would be if such a technology could exist. However, our history and evolution was formed in such a way that it has shaped us to what we are today. Although I wouldn’t mind going back to the past and retrieving my lost work just so that I can post to you what I had written about; would be a very amusing and time-worthy notion for me.

What kind of multiverse would that be? Ohh let’s go see my sixth dimensional self and pop in and say hello. Sounds like the show ‘Heroes’ which by the way is an awesome show. Bending space and time. I have experienced such a phenomenon. What could that classify me then? Where did my energy go to that could possibly be defined as multiple experiences of dejavous? The new age types would definitely agree that my state of consciousness has be awakened from an early age of two. The shamans would describe me as being able to see what most cannot see and is in touch with the universe and other practitioners of mystics would regard me as having the eye or energy. Buddhist monks would say that I am on the path to enlightenment and that I am a Buddha-in-waiting. Psychologists would describe it as being able to use my left and right brain more efficiently. But really, does it matter what one calls it? To me, it only matters that I can view it from all angles (at least as much as I am exposed to) or come across in my journey and yet not being tied to any one. And the best thing about it, is that everyone and anyone can activate their own sense of awareness.

So bending time and space is not such a big deal to me only because I can have experiences of knowing things which my mind doesn’t know; yet I know them unconsciously and it manifests into reality on a conscious level at various moments in my life. Does that make me weird, strange, possessed, insane, evolved… what word to put I do not know for I am still rational in my thinking but I have learned to use my irrationality more efficiently. I am not physically there but I am there and not there. Hahaha. I liked the way my teachers and masters smiled or laughed when I would learn something new. It wasn't because of their assurance that I was learning something, it was because I wanted to learn something new that I put my energy into action.

I am only human and still a student in learning what possibilities people are capable of. I have met many people who have said that they experience these types of dejavous occurrences which psychologists explain by the matters of the mind. --That the brain processes vast amounts of information on a daily basis and ‘slices’ the data into a way of understanding the non-understanding of everything we see and don’t see. We all want an explanation to deconstruct the elements which we do not know or understand.

So going back in time or into the future not physically but spiritually is an occurrence that people can experience and ‘do’ experience. I am not the only one who has gone through a dejavous moment. What energy has traveled where time does not exist and has created a link that allows us all to not understand through our mind but to feel it without words? That I do not know.

All I know for now is that I didn’t save my silly post and I wish I had but now that I deconstructed and analyzed my situation, the consequence is what it is. And I accept it. I will integrate a new blog next time and I will make the decision to be aware that I cannot take past experiences and use it as a source to define my present or future.