MY WORLD

Give me strength to see your blessings even in the storm, hold on to the faith that no matter how much we lose ,equal do we gain appreciate beauty down the valley as we do in the heights and see the hidden magic evident in our mundane life Distorting images of reality, to sneak a peek  For I  find myself in everything I seek Beyond the figures and shapes that come visit me, And all the perfect fusion of colors and sound- an art work that I perceive forever let me find a glimpse of you in these~

" Intoxication is not a "human response" to certain Divine Names. The Divine Names are present everywhere and always but the vast majority of people never experience spiritual intoxication so it cannot be a human response to such a Presence. TO varying degrees, and on different levels, human beings have a potential for experiencing Divine Names. When God tears away a certain veil, then, the aforementioned potential is activated. The individual does not respond tearing of the veil with a condition of Intoxication. Intoxication is inherent to the removal of the veil for it is just another way of talking about the opening of certain dimension of spiritual capacity-- an opening infused with a sense of ecstasy." -Bill Whitehouse

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour." - William Blake  F inding the universe in as minute as a grain of sand? It reminds us how in the microcosmos of a single grain there may be an imprint of the entire macro-cosmos. As the ancient hermetic saying goes”As above so below”. Every form has the touch of the universe, an impression of the divine hand. So we need not look outside or far away for the wisdom of the universe, we need only look inside of our self. Manly P. Hall had said, “We are the gods of the atoms that make up ourselves but we are also the atoms of gods that make up the universe”. However, the question is not what was said by whom over the years, but whether these words resonate with you.  There are these rare moments when  it does deeply sync within, that  you feel it in your bones, when it blossoms in your psyche, in your soul.  It becomes your

Inside my mind I dwell , sanctuaries in the middle of nowhere~ for I chose my hiding places too well sometimes deep within the forest, sometimes cozy in my bed, all it takes is one little magic spell~ but everywhere I be, it follows me a lovely companion whom mortals often crave every form has its touch, yet we rarely have the luck when it’s caught, it permeates  and I let it take my form, let it become I let the colors spread, like a canvas tinged with life ahead And no more I may see lingering thoughts of what may be or, memories and queries gathered like dust dancing in the air, haunting me ~

P eace and silence- they were visitors who hadn’t dropped in for a really long time. However, she knew they'd disappear as soon as they came.  And so underneath all this calm, she could sense the chaos building itself once again. She watched the petals fall gracefully on the floor glimmering with the morning dew as the sun rose once again revealing its splendid beauty. Her feeble eyes when beheld such magnificence untouched by the ugliness of reality, it felt like looking at a world far from her reach- warm and comforting, something she was so deprived of. For a moment she looked at her life not as her own, but of some character in a book being read by someone from a distance. Like she was resting in a chair beside the warmth of the fireplace with eyes closed, listening to the voice unravel the tale she was recently pulled out of. Like being transcended suddenly to a higher plane where all her problems disappeared, all the familiar faces became obscure-  nothing of th

R eality is stranger than fiction. She started to sense it when she began to question everything she did.  Why do we do what we do? What are our true goals? And What inspired it, fueled it.. how was it exactly created? Isn't most of our dreams to attain more, be more of whatever we are in our future? Isn’t that just the core of our life, "tomorrow"- and a better one. So, how was this cycle put into effect? In our minds, driven by myriads of our emotions- attained, unattained, unresolved, undealt, happy, sad.. or was it people just walking in the footsteps of their forefathers, of society, of their preconditioning, beliefs, that they don’t dare to question. Whatever it may be, it’s our own issues that create these dreams, it’s our own battles we fight each day and there is nothing wrong in putting our efforts in attaining it. If that’s what we came to do in this limited time that has been offered to us, to just learn from our journey as we watch our littl

A good girl- very conforming, did what she was asked to do and nothing more, behaved how she ought to behave around people– for there are rules, certain standards to follow. Because before knowing how we are we must know how we should not be. So, she quietly obeyed for her young mind could not grasp how this new world- she was suddenly ushered into, functioned, she thought “the grownups know better”… They told her she needs to fear - a good deal of fear needs to be installed in every part of her life. She needs to do homework daily else she'll be punished, needs to study daily and have good grades or else she’s dumb, should not waste her time playing outdoors,  should not speak unless spoken to, respect elders even when they are cruel, meet people and listen to them, talk to them, smile at them, to show up at family parties, and so on. When she asked why, why not skip homework once, why not try spending some time alone or even with those whose company she actual