Sea Serenity

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The Ocean

The Wide Ocean

by Pablo Neruda

Ocean, if you were to give, a measure, a ferment, a fruit
of your gifts and destructions, into my hand,
I would choose your far-off repose, your contour of steel,
your vigilant spaces of air and darkness,
and the power of your white tongue,
that shatters and overthrows columns,
breaking them down to your proper purity.

Not the final breaker, heavy with brine,
that thunders onshore, and creates
the silence of sand, that encircles the world,
but the inner spaces of force,
the naked power of the waters,
the immoveable solitude, brimming with lives.
It is Time perhaps, or the vessel filled
with all motion, pure Oneness,
that death cannot touch, the visceral green
of consuming totality.

Only a salt kiss remains of the drowned arm,
that lifts a spray: a humid scent,
of the damp flower, is left,
from the bodies of men. Your energies
form, in a trickle that is not spent,
form, in retreat into silence.

The falling wave,
arch of identity, shattering feathers,
is only spume when it clears,
and returns to its source, unconsumed.

Your whole force heads for its origin.
The husks that your load threshes,
are only the crushed, plundered, deliveries,
that your act of abundance expelled,
all those that take life from your branches.

Your form extends beyond breakers,
vibrant, and rhythmic, like the chest, cloaking
a single being, and its breathings,
that lift into the content of light,
plains raised above waves,
forming the naked surface of earth.
You fill your true self with your substance.
You overflow curve with silence.

The vessel trembles with your salt and sweetness,
the universal cavern of waters,
and nothing is lost from you, as it is
from the desolate crater, or the bay of a hill,
those empty heights, signs, scars,
guarding the wounded air.

Your petals throbbing against the Earth,
trembling your submarine harvests,
your menace thickening the smooth swell,
with pulsations and swarming of schools,
and only the thread of the net raises
the dead lightning of fish-scale,
one wounded millimetre, in the space
of your crystal completeness.

 

 

Painting By

Elizabeth Blaylock

Namaste

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Kemper Art Museum F14

Kemper Art Museum F14

 

Revisiting and older post. Namaste~ We all know its meaning, just a blessed reminder.

Namaste

The gesture Namaste represents the belief that there is a Divine spark within each of us that is located in the heart chakra. The gesture is an acknowledgment of the soul in one by the soul in another. Nama means bow, as means I, and te means you. Therefore, Namaste literally means “bow me you” or “I bow to you.”

To perform Namaste, we place the hands together at the heart charka, close the eyes, and bow the head. It can also be done by placing the hands together in front of the third eye, bowing the head, and then bringing the hands down to the heart. This is an especially deep form of respect. Although in the West the word “Namaste” is usually spoken in conjunction with the gesture, in India, it is understood that the gesture itself signifies Namaste, and therefore, it is unnecessary to say the word while bowing.

We bring the hands together at the heart chakra to increase the flow of Divine love. Bowing the head and closing the eyes helps the mind surrender to the Divine in the heart. One can do Namaste to oneself as a meditation technique to go deeper inside the heart chakra; when done with someone else, it is also a beautiful, albeit quick, meditation.

Aadil Palkhivala

 

Namaste, to myself, to you, to my world, and universe, to infinity and beyond~

Sindy

Water

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Rain

I am a water sign, Scorpio. I am very watery. Water is strong in my mind lately. I saw a post on FB that talked about the magnificent red woods of Norther California, and how that they were dying from lack of water. This cannot be! Unless some grand New Earth is actually manifest and they moved, and I am going to be there. If you have not been in the presence of these trees, well I don’t think I can express the feeling. Majestic, and ancient, they exist no other place on the planet.

So that leads me to my topic, water. Water so sacred, and divine, water so required, like love. Can we please, please, please!!! As a collective pray, chant, dance, sing, pray, smile……..for gentle, clean, and nourishing rains in needed areas like California. If you drum, drum. I think a drum circle is a great place to implement that intention.

As Thich Nhat Hanh says in The Great Bell Chant, “A beautiful child appears in the heart of a lotus flower. One single drop of this compassionate water Is enough to bring back the refreshing spring to our mountains and rivers.”

The Pacific Ocean is in real trouble from the radiation from Japan. This cannot be. We can change this. We can.

Thank you for pure clean water, for gentle cleaning rains, for pristine oceans and seas. Thank you, thank you, thank you~

I see all water crystal clear.

Next….everything else. ❤

Art

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Feather

Katherine Ace

I watched at documentary earlier today on the most expensive paintings in the world. It made me think of art and how almost all of us could never own them, only the super rich. The irony of the value of a van Gogh, the artist who died with almost nothing. I also had to write a critic on Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn, today, which makes me melancholy. He dies under a cloud of criticism of his work, whereas today is regarded as one of the greatest.

Now if I had some loose change and you have been around my blog for anytime, you would know I love Katherine Ace. She is just my favorite modern day artist. I would love to have her paintings in my home. So as I have been enjoying Deepaks meditations, I will visualize this. Don’t you just love this painting? I do.

Namaste

Sindy

Queen’s of Water

Water

 Art

Steve A. Roberts

A Facebook friend had this image from Doreen Virtue’s Angel Tarot that I use. I find it most fitting for us Scorpio ladies, speaking of which, it is our good friends Linda’ birthday today. Mine was last Thursday, Aquileana’s birthday is coming up, don’t know the day, my angel of a sister is next week, and a few others which I will add when Linda informs me. Since Linda is an astrologer she tends to know these things. Speaking of which you should get a reading from her.

Here is link to Linda.

Happy Birthday to all the Scorpio ladies.

Queen of Water

A person with deep but mature emotions, able to sense what others need and lovingly provide it. An intuitive or psychic person  who trust his or her perceptions and uses them to navigate  the physical world successfully. Tenderhearted, Empathetic, Patient,Generous, Gentle and Unconditionally accepting of others.

Hmm I am lacking 2 or more of those qualities.

Higher Astral

Cuddle

Cuddle

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Music

~ Whoa, just whoa. I have had a rather stressful week with waiting on my textbooks to come with impending test coming due. So they came late Thursday, I studied most of Friday, worked on Saturday and expected to easily finish the third chapter of Biology for my first test. This is a half a semester class so twice the work, and a test every week. So the third chapter was on Chemistry and DNA and stuff better left to you smart right brain folks. lol My head hurts but I did it and I think I did okay?

Anyway that is not the topic I wish to share but a prequel to it. So last night I didn’t study, I got to talk with a good blogger friend, took a nice bath, watched a movie, played with my new Angel Tarot cards and relaxed. Someone shared a meditation video in a Abraham Facebook Group, and I said, sure, why not, so I laid down to do it, it was however 1 AM, so…I feel asleep. Now I have not slept well at all since my emotional distressing incident. I have been gnashing my teeth in the astral. However not last night, I had the most amazing clear, lucid, symbolic and magical dream.

But this dream was different, It was in segments, but had an overall theme. The entire dream was in Astral Malibu. The first segment was in a huge indoor pool, there were lots of people there and all in the pool with their clothing on. There was a giant television screen up on the north wall of the high ceilings structure, there were windows up high and light pouring in. Then all the people are just floating lifelessly in the pool, I too am in the pool and go underwater and look at all the people floating lifelessly, I think, “Are they dead or just asleep?” I realize they are asleep, like in the kingdom of Ariel, Sleeping Beauty, and that I should wake them up. I decide to get out of the pool and jump back in making a giant splash awakening all the sleeping people, they did not know what had awoken them but they were a bit annoyed.  I had been watching a movie on the screen while they were sleeping and someone changed it, so I changed it back.

Next segment I am with a bunch a people, we are still at this beach estate/ art/spiritual center. It was ran by two men, a gay couple, the older guy was a mystic, an artist and a philosopher. It was raining and he wanted to take a group picture, as he was also a photographer. He said, “Come, I want to show you something.”  Some of us got into his jeep on the beach, it was night and the sky was filled with stars. I was in the back and it was open, I looked into the sky and noticed that there was a cut out the encompassed us in every direction, above, below to the east and the west, in the shape of a hot air balloon and we were we being lifted up, as if you were to cut out a picture in that shape. I was filled with delight and understanding.

There was a bit more but those are the valid parts. I have a really good knowledge of dream symbolism and understanding of. I will listen to the meditation again now before sleep. It was a very vivid, and magical dream and I have been on a lower astral, so so excited to have moved beyond that and back into a higher, or different more awake realm.

Namaste

Sindy