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Weavers of the Dream

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Ek Ca Manik---Blue Lunar Hand

Brilliant people talk about ideas,
average people talk about things,
small people talk about each other.

"Dare to be different; life is so full Of people who follow the same push-and-pull, Poor, plodding people who, other than name, Try to pretend they're exactly the same. God made us different; there never will be A replica soul made of you or me. The charm-the glory of all creation rests on this very deviation. Your charm-your own glory, too, Lies in being uniquely you- Lies in being true to your best, That part of you different from all the rest."
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Weaving the Dream

I won't believe,
you can't concieve,
I know for sure,
you want for more.
You put me down,
my thoughts profound.
I feel the sting,
the pain you bring.
You plead for more,
I show you the door.
I give you the key,
for you to be free.
Open you mind,
see what you find.
Look for the clues,
to what you call truths.
A new beginning is comming here,
when you shed your common fears.
Raise your vibrations,
your expectations.
This much is True,
Love will find yo... read more
Fri, September 28, 2007 - 1:57 PM permalink - 1 comment
 

The Warrior of the Light views life with tenderness and determination.

He stands before a Mystery, whose solution he will one day find. Every so often, he says to himself: "This life is absolutely insane."

He is right. In surrendering to the miracle of the everyday, he notices that he cannot always foresee the consequences of his actions. Sometimes he acts without knowing that he is doing so, he saves someone without even knowing he is saving them, he suffers without even knowing why ... read more
Sun, December 31, 2006 - 1:15 AM permalink - 3 comments
 
Three years ago, a little boy and his grandmother came to see Santa
at Mayfair Mall in Wisconsin . The child climbed up on his lap, holding
a picture of a little girl. "Who is this?" asked Santa, smiling.

"Your friend?" Your sister?

"Yes, Santa," he replied. "My sister, Sarah, who is very sick," he
said sadly.


Santa glanced over at the grandmother who was waiting nearby, and saw her dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

"She wanted to come with me to see you, oh, so ver... read more
Tue, December 12, 2006 - 4:23 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
The Dance

I have sent you my invitation,
the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living.
Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!”
Just stand up quietly and dance with me.

Show me how you follow your deepest desires,
spiraling down into the ache within the ache,
and I will show you how I reach inward and open outward
to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, every day.

Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your h... read more
Tue, December 12, 2006 - 10:53 AM permalink - 1 comment
 
Warrior

This is the best time of the day—the dawn
The final cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or death’s cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained ambition
And pray, deny me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish namelessly
No flag-draped bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress parade
But it was not always thus—remember?
Once you worshipped me and named me a god... read more
Fri, September 29, 2006 - 9:43 AM permalink - 0 comments
 
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