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Enreal’s Tale

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Enreal’s Ever changing tale… 

We watch the sky from our Cafe Philos. Then our gaze travels to Aeode, she’s musing. What a Candleday indeed to think free on Earth’s pages, on our esoteric journey, with a gypsy heart… i wish i could tell you… These indeed are idea’s worth spreading. They are a journey to the minds eye, hardly a just ordinary karma web…

In the labyrinth of life, live love whatever… just look in the mirror… the reading of love letters… then mirror cracked… with demure restraint I catch these moments in time… as a muse catcher… musings of the night… then turns the smokey mirror… almost perfect, spasmically perfect… on the Surface Earth, we meet the corner, the corner where the heart may speak… speak to the necromancer by the pear tree…or was it the wild pomegranate…

To be me… to be or not to be is the real question… for truth is volatile… 

 

Thank you all for sharing my tale… it paints a pretty picture… it fits as perfectly as a puzzle… A thank you to all which make me whole… Enreal

Remember…

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1. the times you looked at the world and said: “now, there! there is God!”
2. the first time you sat in your room listening to your favorite singer while having a glass of wine by candlelight, watching the shadows dance on the wall
3. the first time you realized that things do always work out for the better in the end.
4. the first time you felt your soul as part of the primordial, eternal universe
5. the first time that for no reason at all, you felt so happy that you started crying
6. the first time you realized you loved someone so much that you hoped they would pass on before you do just so they don’t have to go through the pain of losing you.
7. the first time you realized that you would die for someone.
8. the first time God answered a prayer.
9. the first time you wish he hadn’t
10. waiting for the first snow of winter so you didn’t have to go to school that day.
11. the first time you went to the beach
12. the first time you heard nothing except for the wind
13. how you came to realize that your most insignificant action affects everyone.
14. the first time you refrained from speaking and waited for the right time
15. how it feels to let go.
16. how you realized that the difficult choice is always the right one.
17. the first time you did something nice for someone and didn’t tell them it was you.
18. the first time someone surprized you by doing something nice for you for no reason at all
19. how it feels to give someone hope when they have none.
20. how it feels to sit in the summertime grass listening to the hum of the bees
21. how it feels to be so little that you have to climb on top of the kitchen cabinets to get a glass
22. how it felt to be so fascinated by something like buttons or pictures in a book
23. first time you realized that no matter what, you really are indestructible
24. how you came to realize that God really does love you and that you need only accept it and let it all go.
25. how you came to realize that it was always there, inside of you.

My sister, a beautiful and loving soul sent me this list, so I will never forget. Something to think over this weekend… Hope it is full of light and love… just remember…

Will work for food…

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It was mid afternoon. I left the store. Began to drive toward the main route. Stopped at the traffic light.  There stood a man. He was old. Standing on a corner with a sign. “WILL WORK FOR FOOD“ He was just standing there. He was not looking at the cars. He was looking at the sky.

The light had changed. I began to drive. I began to think. If my father was still alive, he would have picked him up and brought him home. He would have given him a job. That was my father. Make him work for his food, in a kind, never condescending way. I on the other hand could not. I have no home that belongs to me… my family remains in my fathers house, yet it is not the same. In a moment I pulled an illegal U turn and turned around. I stopped the car and jumped out. I gave him some money. “I can not give you a job, but lunch is on me…” He was thankful and kind. I could see he was damaged and tired… I saw his eyes for a brief moment… the the traffic began to complain… I said goodbye and ran to my car…  My legs were shaking… I felt the energy…

I felt the energy… I felt his Life, his dreams as I drove away. I imagined a young boy dreaming about his future. I felt the disappointment, the shame, the way Life can go ‘wrong’. I do not judge his mistakes, nor what left him on the corner begging to work for food. He is the judge. I do not know his story, nor would I try to imagine. There are reasons why things happen, reasons for the mysteries, reasons for the trouble, lessons to be learned…  I only can imagine the little boy this man once was… he must have dreamt… where are his dreams?

 

For now I leave this to you all to ponder… this weekend… think of your dreams, how lucky you are. This is one man, one lost dream. Now think of others… others who have yet to dream or lose. Pain, loss, suffering… indeed is relative to the person or situation. You can not gage another’s capacity for either empathy or apathy.

You can however think upon your dreams… to lose them, although not forever is as painful as sadness on the edge of reason. Would you work for food?  Shame is the ultimate sacrifice… then all that you wish will come true… Sacrifice once and all will be new… 

A lovely discussion…

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My dear Gypsy Heart, what a lovely discussion… She commented and it touched my heart… these are the types of conversations I long for… ask questions, seek truths… share each other… Gain an ounce of insight… a glimpse of the universe…  

 

Gypsy~Heart wrote:

 

I read all of your latest posts, and you really touched my heart. I ask the same questions and I yearn for the same completion! Going through the motions of life… with burning fires within my heart. (that gypsy-heart feeling). Feeling as though I am here but I am not… as if I do not belong. Do you ever feel these things? Recently you said you felt we knew each other before… care to expound on that? No respone necessary or you can email me if you prefer. Sending love and light to you!

 

Enreal in response…

 

(((Gypsy Heart)))… there is something about the energy I feel from you, even your name, it makes sense to me… not to mention your art… it is familiar… you never truly know all there is to know, the purpose behind these meetings… for you see, we all are connected now, trough this medium… we all have met, share a huge part of our Soul… connected, do you understand… of course you do,,, I received your light and Love… namaste my friend…  

Existence

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Do we exist?
Are we here?
Is life real?
Are you sure?

What do we know?
We are here, but are we?
What do we know of life?

We study, research, look for the truth.
What of evidence?
What if we exist only to make our souls satisfied
Interesting concept

If someone came and spoke to you the truth…
This page you are reading is not here
The surroundings you see are irrelevant
The feelings you experience are a tool for something larger

Would you believe
If someone came and told you to open your mind
Would you?

We need not the body.
We need not the earth.
They are here as a vessel
They are here to help us learn.