and so she cries
so silently that even she
couldnt hear and lies
so no one would see.
to have alot and yet
still feel so empty
blaming others she regrets
the sadness from her own misery.
taunting others for being happy
judgement arised so endlessly
how she thinks… its just too devious
so well she hid…
her motives werent too obvious.
a princess. she will never be
because her heart is made of steel
they just feel sorry
that she couldnt even reveal.
her real feelings and jealousy
of something that she never got to be
a princess, a love, a memory
of what life has to offer
squared and boxed
masking deceptions matter….
to be real or not to be..
all about an ever after.
Monthly Archives: July 2012
bliss.
life is
precious…
it can’t
be that serious..
just breathe in
breathe out…,
feel what isn’t seen..
believe without a doubt.
that life is lived
and there is so much to give..
close your eyes…
release the havoc
….
swing back and forth
in a hamock
….
sing your inner peace..
and be in a natural state of bliss…
carved.
you and i… we live to be
together til eternity…
our life have mapped us
way back in the past…
and when we had it then
apart and all wasn’t even
what we yearned…
our hearts have learned.
we had so little… but now
love is everything somehow
lets go back to simpler times
when our life was like a melody
from the loving chimes
of the love that you and me
have carved in a tree…
and in our hearts.
i am.
i am loved. i have love
i have everything blessed from above
joy that i cannot hoard
so i try to spread it all over the world.
the world that i am sitting on
will live forever long after i’m gone.
this is all too real…
i laugh, i cry.. and i feel
i know love is all we could ever have
and there arent enough words…
with love…
i am sitting on top of the world.
——
our world babeee….
true love and the transcendence of duality.
Are you ready to be awakened?
True Love and the Transcendence of Duality
During my travels, one of the most frequently asked question is “What is it like to be in relationship with an enlightened being?” Why this question? Perhaps they have the idea or image of an ideal relationship, and want to know more about it. Perhaps their mind wants to project itself to a future time when they, too, will be in an ideal relationship and find themselves through it.
What is it like to be in relationship with an enlightened being?
As long as I have the idea in my head “I have a relationship” or “I am in a relationship,” no matter with whom, I suffer. This I have learnt.
With the concept of “relationship” come expectations, memories of past relationships, and further personally and culturally conditioned mental concepts of what a “relationship” should be like. Then I would try to make reality conform to these concepts. And it never does. And again I suffer. The fact of the matter is: there are no relationships. There is only the present moment, and in the moment there is only relating.
How we relate, or rather how well we love, depends on how empty we are of ideas, concepts, expectations.
Recently, I asked Eckhart to say a few words on the ego’s search for “love relationships.” Our conversation quickly went deeper to touch upon some of the most profound aspects of human existence. Here’s what he said:
Eckhart Tolle: What is conventionally called “love” is an ego strategy to avoid surrender. You are looking to someone to give you that which can only come to you in the state of surrender. The ego uses that person as a substitute to avoid having to surrender. The Spanish language is the most honest in this respect. It uses the same verb, te quiero, for “I love you” and “I want you.” To the ego, loving and wanting are the same, whereas true love has no wanting in it, no desire to possess or for your partner to change. The ego singles someone out and makes them special. It uses that person to cover up the constant underlying feeling of discontent, of “not enough,” of anger and hate, which are closely related. These are facets of an underlying deep seated feeling in human beings that is inseparable from the egoic state.
When the ego singles something out and says “I love” this or that, it’s an unconscious attempt to cover up or remove the deep-seated feelings that always accompany the ego: the discontent, the unhappiness, the sense of insufficiency that is so familiar. For a little while, the illusion actually works. Then inevitably, at some point, the person you singled out, or made special in your eyes, fails to function as a cover up for your pain, hate, discontent or unhappiness which all have their origin in that sense of insufficiency and incompleteness. Then, out comes the feeling that was covered up, and it gets projected onto the person that had been singled out and made special – who you thought would ultimately “save you.” Suddenly love turns to hate. The ego doesn’t realize that the hatred is a projection of the universal pain that you feel inside. The ego believes that this person is causing the pain. It doesn’t realize that the pain is the universal feeling of not being connected with the deeper level of your being – not being at one with yourself.
The object of love is interchangeable, as interchangeable as the object of egoic wanting. Some people go through many relationships. They fall in love and out of love many times. They love a person for a while until it doesn’t work anymore, because no person can permanently cover up that pain.
Only surrender can give you what you were looking for in the object of your love. The ego says surrender is not necessary because I love this person. It’s an unconscious process of course. The moment you accept completely what is, something inside you emerges that had been covered up by egoic wanting. It is an innate, indwelling peace, stillness, aliveness. It is the unconditioned, who you are in your essence. It is what you had been looking for in the love object. It is yourself. When that happens, a completely different kind of love is present which is not subject to love / hate. It doesn’t single out one thing or person as special. It’s absurd to even use the same word for it. Now it can happen that even in a normal love / hate relationship, occasionally, you enter the state of surrender. Temporarily, briefly, it happens: you experience a deeper universal love and a complete acceptance that can sometimes shine through, even in an otherwise egoic relationship. If surrender is not sustained, however, it gets covered up again with the old egoic patterns. So, I’m not saying that the deeper, true love cannot be present occasionally, even in a normal love / hate relationship. But it is rare and usually short-lived.
Whenever you accept what is, something deeper emerges than what is. So, you can be trapped in the most painful dilemma, external or internal, the most painful feelings or situation, and the moment you accept what is, you go beyond it, you transcend it. Even if you feel hatred, the moment you accept that this is what you feel, you transcend it. It may still be there, but suddenly you are at a deeper place where it doesn’t matter that much anymore.
The entire phenomenal universe exists because of the tension between the opposites. Hot and cold, growth and decay, gain and loss, success and failure, the polarities that are part of existence, and of course part of every relationship.
Kim Eng: Then it’s correct to say, we can never get rid of the polarities?
ET: We cannot get rid of polarities on the level of form. However, you can transcend the polarities through surrender. You are then in touch with a deeper place within yourself where, as it were, the polarities no longer exist. They continue to exist on the outer level. However, even there, something changes in the way in which the polarities manifest in your life when you are in a state of acceptance or surrender. The polarities manifest in a more benign and gentle way.
The more unconscious you are, the more you are identified with form. The essence of unconsciousness is this: identification with form, whether it is an external form (a situation, place, event or experience), a thought form or an emotion. The more attached to form, the more unsurrendered you are, and the more extreme, violent or harsh your experience of the polarities becomes. There are people on this planet who live virtually in hell and on the same planet there are others who live a relatively peaceful life. The ones who are at peace inside will still experience the polarities, but in a much more benign way, not the extreme way in which many humans still experience them. So, the way in which the polarities are experienced does change. The polarities themselves cannot be removed, but one could say, the whole universe becomes somewhat more benevolent. It’s no longer so threatening. The world is no longer perceived as hostile, which is how the ego perceives it.
KE: If awakening or living a life in an awakened state does not change the natural order of things, duality, the tension between the opposites, what does living a life in the awakened state do? Does it affect the world, or only one’s subjective experience of the world?
ET: When you live in surrender, something comes through you into the world of duality that is not of this world.
KE: Does that actually change the outer world?
ET: Internal and external are ultimately one. When you no longer perceive the world as hostile, there is no more fear, and when there is no more fear, you think, speak and act differently. Love and compassion arise, and they affect the world. Even if you find yourself in a conflict situation, there is an outflow of peace into the polarities. So then, something does change. There are some teachers or teachings that say, nothing changes. That is not the case. Something very important does change. That which is beyond form shines through the form, the eternal shines through the form into this world of form.
KE: Is it right to say that it is your lack of “reaction against,” your acceptance of the opposites of this world, that brings about changes in the way the opposites manifest?
ET: Yes. The opposites continue to happen, but they are not fueled by you anymore. What you said is a very important point: the “lack of reaction” means that the polarities are not fueled. This means, you often experience a collapse of the polarities, such as in conflict situations. No person, no situation is made into an “enemy.”
KE: So, the opposites, instead of becoming strengthened, become weakened. And perhaps this is how they begin to dissolve.
ET: That’s right. Living in that way is the beginning of the end of the world.
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sleek.
dont be decieve
by the beauty that we see
from the outside we believe
all that we’re not supposed to be.
sometimes beauty and goodness
comes with a little bit of malice
intentions are masked with white
yet inside is a raging fight.
we lash out and take a knife
stab in the back rather than life
words flung so high in the air
beauty unmasked….life’s unfair…
when one has plenty and alot more
than the other.we dont understand what’s there to live for?
in a world where none is better than the other
we cry and yell…. we become a taunter
…. life is anything but perfect…
at least it has to be real
authenticity has a wah with fake
but can still smell through the sleeky snake.
swing back the love.
we were the happiest when we didn’t have a care in the world all we were was love then and our hearts were filled with gold. we laugh our hearts out security and sureness we never doubt and so we … Continue reading
fun.
wake up.
when we cover our eyes
we dont realize
that there is the beauty that God
has created even if
things may seem so bad.
it would only take a second to
look with our hearts
and feel the love thats true.
life is anything but ordinary
when our hearts begin to really see
….life like the roses
that is full of thorns,
all the way up to every petal
that beauty is reborn.
……
one kiss
sorry.
maybe its time to go.
i cant hold him forever.
its time i let him know
his heart has always been with her.
im so sorry… i dont know what to say
even if i tried… i think about her everyday
its time for me to let you know…
i never really let her go.
she’s always had my heart
right from the very start.
i am going to be fine
i am setting you free…
its ok… i know its time.
………..
growing up.

when i grow up, i would feel so big… so much bigger than i am today…
then i can wear mommy’s clothes,
and use real pearls….
and be like one of those girls…
…. they have everything…
all things beautiful….
i can’t wait to grow up….
.
…..
i wish i were a child again… when everyday, i look forward to just play and do everything i want.. and be anybody i want… why did i ever wish i’d grow up?? when grown up life clearly isn’t as neat as it should be… i want to live my life as a child again…. and just be free to love and not shy away….
i can be crazy and they think its cute… now i am so uptight.. constantly bickering about the most unnusual thing that is not of my concern…
hmmmmm..
should i? shouldnt i?
tough question… should i be grown up? or act just like one and behave like one when in front of people…..
……
then i wonder:
why do other people who think so much bigger of themselves need to constantly rub in other people’s faces how big they are? or to show how little they think of them?? its a sad realization when you know how big you are… but only to be dimmed down by others… in order for them to shine…
when we shine, we shine. we don’t need to dim down other people’s light. we all have a spark inside us that only needs to be fueled.. to be driven… only if we step up above a downfall.what we thought to be our greatest strength… would sometimes result to our growth. because we don’t believe in our own strength… until we hold on to it for dear life…
cutting ties, burning bridges…settling down.
sometimes it’s sad when we are forced to cut old ties. we hang on to memories, dreams and aspirations we created in the past… but as one start to journey ahead than the others, and they misunderstand new views, philosophies and beliefs, judgement arises and those people who we thought to be true start to show their true colors and voice out their thoughts on how we are supposed to live our own lives from their viewpoint. i think one basically have to respect each other. friends cross the line and when we voice out OUR own thoughts, they resent it. its a sad day when we realize that at the end of the day, we can choose who to keep in our lives and who to remove. burning bridges is but anything but an easy one to do… but maybe, those bridges haven’t stood on solid foundation for quite sometime. and as we journey to a new and better life that awaits us to be better and stronger and wiser than who we once were, we realize that the bridge has been long tattered before it got burned… maybe one day, we may need to cross that bridge, …when they are ready to cross the new bridge we have made, one that is based on truth, honesty, respect and most importantly, unconditional love… when we start over, when we try something new… it is hard for friends to understand how we have come to be… they say it is not us. it is not who we are. but as we shed more and more skin, we show them who we really are. the one who feels right for us… it is uncomfortable to them because they have always assumed that inspite of everything, we would still remain the same.
a change in our situation arises us to change too. we hit rock bottom, and when we emerge and rise above all the chaos in our lives with very little care of what people may think, in disbelief, they make assumptions on how we view the things that doesn’t meet their standards. arguments arise and when they begin to understand a little of what we are TRULY made of, they tell you….”YOU ARE NOT THIS PERSON…” but when we know who we really are, you begin to wonder… How are they supposed to know me when they know so little of themselves? We justify because we want to keep them in our lives and when we try harder… “YOU ARE WEIRD” is all that you get. isn’t it funny when you just tell them, “i know… if you don’t like me because i’m weird, you can stop being my friend… ” …we will only know how much we can love when we allow others to be weird… for all i care… i love the weirdness in everyone.
maybe for now, i think it is essential that i burn the old, worn, tattered bridge… i am building a new one. and maybe one day, when old friends have come to accept me for who i really am, free of judgement and is able to be brutally honest with me… and simply for the reason that the real me emerging from the box [or shell...] is not the same from the ones they have gotten used to… i will be at the other end.
the old me, is from my old life. the life where everything is laid out the minute i wake up and the minute i go to a sleepless night. the old life where everything is in place, on the right track [for them] ….where no worries to face and without the courage to face the hard ugly truth about the life that we chose… the old me, whom they used to have lunch with and use other people for dessert or entertainment. the old me who would snoop on other people’s lives in facebook and endlessly find something to do… to stall the facing of my own issues… (the issue of having everything but have none ….) because it is always easier to talk about other people, tell them how to run their lives than to face our own and control our own lives. {thinking….simply weird because i began to speak my own truth….because i can dismiss them when it doesn’t feel right anymore…}
people come into our lives for a reason. when it is time to part with them, just hold them close in our hearts… when we burn bridges, it doesn’t mean we can’t make a newer one.. it simply just means that we will wait for them to out grow the familiar. to be cutting ties with them…. doesn’t mean something is wrong with them… it just simply means that we only wish to be with the people who uplifts our soul, give us positive vibes, and NOT LIMIT ourselves because they refuse to EXPLORE. there is a big world out there… bigger than the places in the map… and that is our hearts…
my life may seem chaotic on the outside… but rest assured… ALL IS WELL WITH MY SOUL. and I AM living the the magic of abundance. because I have cultivated who I AM intended to be… All needs being met. I may not have that much money to shop than what I was used to but when all I can do is wonder: HOW DID IT COME TO THE POINT WHERE I DO NOT EVEN HAVE THE DESIRE TO SHOP? I would rather sit in my favorite corner the whole day, draw and write and lay out my book. When told that all they want to do is help, i simply tell them… “i have money issues. that is all… when i had a lot, i didn’t know what to do with it, now that i have enough, i don’t know how to manage and stick to my budget… but other than that, it seems like i always have a little more than enough till the next alimony… and smile…” the only problem a person can have that is easiest to help is financial… other than financial…. it is simply called ISSUES. because it keeps coming back, and WE GOTTA FACE IT.
i cut ties, burned already a broken down bridge… and am settled down… WITH MYSELF.
=====
just musing out. after making a very irrational and illogical decisions on cleaning up my facebook. the Lord knows what I yearn. He simply delievers it so fast i can barely grasp everything that i ever thirst for in my life. HE SIMPLY ROCKS.
—-
we promised to be friends forever. i am sure about that promise. but in order for that promises to be real, we have to do this…
PS.
i just woke up from my nap and impulsively cut ties.
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mom & son.
i got you.
held.
day off.
-ahhhh…. this feels great.
never thought a day’s off could turn out to be heaven.
this is heaven on earth.
-i know baby…
-wish it would be like this all the time…
-(i have got to give him a day off alone. i cant concentrate in mr.gray! or…. maybe is should look for a female mr. gray on our next day off……)
-i love this, baby….
-hey! you know what you could do next week… read with me. smile
-as long as its not self help…
-trust me. it isn’t ….but it is.
-i love you for giving me a day off…
-and i love you for agreeing ….but ill love you even more when you finish miss gray.. the book… lets be quiet and enjoy “the now” to quote mr. tolle
-????!!!!???
first love.
late night talk.
expressing passion.
Expressing Passion
Aquarius Daily Horoscope
July 25, 2012
You may feel like expressing yourself and want to engage in stimulating conversations today. You might also be in the mood to seek spiritual or philosophical teachings for inspiration. These desires could be the result of a need to stir up passion in your life. If your routine has seemed humdrum for some time, you could be ready for a little excitement and inspiration. While there are many avenues for fulfilling your passion that may be calling you, consider taking a few moments today to think about what you really want so you can make room for the pursuits that are reflective of your true desires. Getting together with people who share similar interests could fulfill your need for stimulating conversations.
When we follow our passions and engage in activities that inspire us, we add depth and richness to our life. While we might not always make time on a daily basis for what inspires us, we can benefit from occasionally focusing on the pursuits that make us passionate. When our lives being to feel stagnant and routine, we can fuel our personal fire by seeking inspirational stimulation. Activities that add excitement to our lives can lift our spirits and make us feel lighthearted and joyful. By expressing yourself and doing what makes you feel passionate today, you can receive an infusion of joy, inspiration, and excitement in your life.
how was your day?
how was your day?
spent thinking about you….
it was more than ok…
yours?
looking forward to see you
…..makes it worth my while
and gives me a reason to smile.
great….. silence
i love you.
i love you more.
silence.
i miss you.
i miss you more.
sigh…. sigh….
puff puff…. exhale
…… hmmmmm…
yes? nothing….
hmmmmm..
i love listening to your voice.
me too. makes me calm.
i know.i love you.
i love you more.
forever? forever.
a day with grandpa
dear gramps,
its been a year now.
i remember how i sat
so proudly on your lap.
i feel like no one can
touch me because i got u
and they got none.
your loving eyes would always say
im sorry but i have to scold u today
you wink and raise your voice
i try to cry and make some noise.
grandma would keep quiet
she knows we were acting i bet.
but then… she got what she asked
and we smile… youre done with your task.
we may never have this afternoon again
but i remember vividly all these then.
you have made my childhood the best
and i never want to leave that place
ill keep u in my heart til the end of days.
i hardly miss you… because you never left my heart….
i know you are always here …
i love you…
highschool.
swing.
discerned.
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starfish
becoming the person you were meant to be : where to start by Anne Lamott
becoming the person you were meant to be : where to start by Anne Lamott
We begin to find and become ourselves when we notice how we are already found, already truly, entirely, wildly, messily, marvelously who we were born to be. The only problem is that there is also so much other stuff, typically fixations with how people perceive us, how to get more of the things that we think will make us happy, and with keeping our weight down. So the real issue is how do we gently stop being who we aren’t? How do we relieve ourselves of the false fronts of people-pleasing and affectation, the obsessive need for power and security, the backpack of old pain, and the psychic Spanx that keeps us smaller and contained?
Here’s how I became myself: mess, failure, mistakes, disappointments, and extensive reading; limbo, indecision, setbacks, addiction, public embarrassment, and endless conversations with my best women friends; the loss of people without whom I could not live, the loss of pets that left me reeling, dizzying betrayals but much greater loyalty, and overall, choosing as my motto William Blake’s line that we are here to learn to endure the beams of love.
Oh, yeah, and whenever I could, for as long as I could, I threw away the scales and the sugar.
When I was a young writer, I was talking to an old painter one day about how he came to paint his canvases. He said that he never knew what the completed picture would look like, but he could usually see one quadrant. So he’d make a stab at capturing what he saw on the canvas of his mind, and when it turned out not to be even remotely what he’d imagined, he’d paint it over with white. And each time he figured out what the painting wasn’t, he was one step closer to finding out what it was.
You have to make mistakes to find out who you aren’t. You take the action, and the insight follows: You don’t think your way into becoming yourself.
I can’t tell you what your next action will be, but mine involved a full stop. I had to stop living unconsciously, as if I had all the time in the world. The love and good and the wild and the peace and creation that are you will reveal themselves, but it is harder when they have to catch up to you in roadrunner mode. So one day I did stop. I began consciously to break the rules I learned in childhood: I wasted more time, as a radical act. I stared off into space more, into the middle distance, like a cat. This is when I have my best ideas, my deepest insights. I wasted more paper, printing out instead of reading things on the computer screen. (Then I sent off more small checks to the Sierra Club.)
Every single day I try to figure out something I no longer agree to do. You get to change your mind—your parents may have accidentally forgotten to mention this to you. I cross onething off the list of projects I mean to get done that day. I don’t know all that many things that are positively true, but I do know two things for sure: first of all, that no woman over the age of 40 should ever help anyone move, ever again, under any circumstances. You have helped enough. You can say no. No is a complete sentence. Or you might say, “I can’t help you move because of certain promises I have made to myself, but I would be glad to bring sandwiches and soda to everyone on your crew at noon.” Obviously, it is in many people’s best interest for you not to find yourself, but it only matters that it is in yours—and your back’s—and the whole world’s, to proceed.
And, secondly, you are probably going to have to deal with whatever fugitive anger still needs to be examined—it may not look like anger; it may look like compulsive dieting or bingeing or exercising or shopping. But you must find a path and a person to help you deal with that anger. It will not be a Hallmark card. It is not the yellow brick road, with lovely trees on both sides, constant sunshine, birdsong, friends. It is going to be unbelievably hard some days—like the rawness of birth, all that blood and those fluids and shouting horrible terrible things—but then there will be that wonderful child right in the middle. And that wonderful child is you, with your exact mind and butt and thighs and goofy greatness.
Dealing with your rage and grief will give you life. That is both the good news and the bad news: The solution is at hand. Wherever the great dilemma exists is where the great growth is, too. It would be very nice for nervous types like me if things were black-and-white, and you could tell where one thing ended and the next thing began, but as Einstein taught us, everything in the future and the past is right here now. There’s always something ending and something beginning. Yet in the very center is the truth of your spiritual identity: is you. Fabulous, hilarious, darling, screwed-up you. Beloved of God and of your truest deepest self, the self that is revealed when tears wash off the makeup and grime. The self that is revealed when dealing with your anger blows through all the calcification in your soul’s pipes. The self that is reflected in the love of your very best friends’ eyes. The self that is revealed in divine feminine energy, your own, Bette Midler’s, Hillary Clinton‘s, Tina Fey‘s, Michelle Obama‘s, Mary Oliver‘s. I mean, you can see that they are divine, right? Well, you are, too. I absolutely promise. I hope you have gotten sufficiently tired of hitting the snooze button; I know that what you need or need to activate in yourself will appear; I pray that your awakening comes with ease and grace, and stamina when the going gets hard. To love yourself as you are is a miracle, and to seek yourself is to have found yourself, for now. And now is all we have, and love is who we are.
;
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quenched.
i feel like i am living in a fast paced life. all the things that i should have been all throughout… i am living it now. i have a life. i am living who i am born to be. finding meaning and waiting for the GO SIGNAL from someone up there to fulfill my purpose. He sends the right people my way… People I learn from. People who shifts my soul to the right direction and finally… the person who drives my soul to go the extra mile and be who I AM.
the BAD GIRL with A GOOD heart.
sometimes, we tend to do the right thing. even if it doesnt feel right. because it diminishes our light… our life… our living to our best potential. it cuts our growth, we don’t learn to live and we cling on to our own safety. even if my life seem to be imperfectly chaotic… what is important, in my point of view is that… to quote Deepak Chopra, Dalai Lama, Buddha and the likes…. true test of inner peace when the external may seem chaotic… we remain still and accept it.
at the end of the day.. we still thirst in the midst of the PERFECT imperfect life. but that thirst is quenched if we stand tall.. in the midst of an IMPERFECT perfect life. ![]()
thank You Lord for quenching my thirst.
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lemon drops.
inside. outside
its the window to our soul.
roses are red…
and thorns have led
my heart to taste
the beauty of love
that none can trace.
you are my window.
and i know…
the thorns will lead
your heart to bleed
but then we rise
like the valley and the hills
and sing with ease…
like the lake…
so serene. so peaceful. its bliss.
Art in the Park ... or My Doodles
Reblogged from Maryanne Mistretta:
Me with my artwork in Union Square, September 2005
I've been following a blogger, True Love Junkie, who posts a lot of her AMAZING drawings, that she calls "doodles" -- check her out: http://truelovejunkie.com/2012/07/22/doodles-week-2/
Inspired by True Love Junkie, I decided to post this old photo of me in Union Square, NYC, accompanied by my very own "doodles."
What got me drawing was baby sitting a little girl named Claire in 2004.
i am an artist.
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