Your Book

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Reach for the future
Throw back the past

Reach for happiness
Follow subconsciousness

Where are we when
all we understand is here?
What have we when
all we comprehend has gone?

We reach out for human hope
We attempt to track what is not
We reach out for human faith
We try to read a book that has no page

Life is written before us
Each day a new chapter
The climax and plot are twisted into one
Daily ties produce new reasons

Reasons are not meant to be understood
One day they will be clear
One day that has no time or year
On that one fine day we will see
What we were meant and have come to be

Write your book
The book does not write your life

Where are we going?

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Somewhere in our subconscious we all know where we are going. We understand life and know what we are doing, it is not as mysterious as it seems. We are one and are on the same path of life. You read my words and I try to read your thoughts. Do my words have meaning? Am I reaching your mind… perhaps your soul? I am trying to reach your path, because ultimately you stumbled across mine.

I will look back and say thank you to all the people that crossed my path, because they are the reason for my choices, and my life. Think of yours, the roadblocks, those difficult decisions that you thought you couldn’t get through. The nightmarish situations, the horrid circumstances. Wanting to give up, throw it all away, and yet you held on…
This is why you are where you are. This is why you are who you are.

I picture things and am clear in my vision. We will learn the truth one day. The picture will fall into focus. The clarity felt seldom will overtake the doubt.
Who knows, except the force that is guiding us. That presence that is with us.

When I wake in the morning, exhausted and ready to fall apart, that presence makes me go and keeps building.
We all have that force, some ignore it and stop, because they are scared. I am not scared however, I KNOW THAT I WILL WIN. I know because if this is a situation of win or be conquered by circumstance, the answer is simple, I have to win. And so then, so do you, you and I. We are one. We are on the same journey.

 

May the storm pass and the path clear… the sun shines bright in the distance… can you see?

 

 

 

 

 

One Conversation…

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If you were given a chance to have one conversation, with one person, from the past, present or future… who would it be?

 

I was in a discussion with my friend and this came up. We originally began the conversation of “if you could throw a dinner party and invite any ten people from history, who would you invite” We spoke for a while and listed so many possibilities… they were all great guests… A few of my suggestions… Jesus, Plato, Socrates, Einstein, Newton, Alexander The Great, JRR Tolkein, Freud, Ayn Rand, Nostradamus, Edgar Cayce, Moses, Cleopatra, Napoleon, Khalil Gibran… to name a few…

I am sure the conversations would have been unbelievably interesting, yet who would you hold your focus on… One person… to have one conversation with… I made my decision… what’s yours?

Words

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I love words.
The meanings, elaborate combinations of letters that can hold so much.
There are so many words that make smile.
So many words that make me cry.
So many words that make me sad.
And so many words that leave me in awe thinking of the meaning we bestowed upon them..

Language has so much potential.
If words are formulated in the right equation it could mean the difference between

Right & Wrong
Good & Bad
Night & Day
Life & Death

Who knows or holds the power of vocabulary?

Words can bring in the new light this world needs. Happiness is in the mind of the beholder, ready to be spread through the language of the world.

Here are some words that mean something to me.
Good and bad…they make me feel.

Believe…Life…Happiness…
Live…Empty…Pain
Knowledge…Possibility…Reality
Passion…Guilt…Empathy
Shame…Genocide…Selfish
Thoughts…Silence… empyrean
God…Heaven…Ignorance
Murder…Suicide…
Why…Unknown…Consciousness
Cause…Theosophy…
Weltschmerz…Pantheism
Synchronicity…Truth
Communication…Evil
Angels…Infinity…Theodicy

I could go on…

Favorite Quotes…

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I have been tagged by Ray from The Esoteric Journey to share my favorite quotes…

 

I have always held a fascination with being quoted… Somethings have been stated so well they resonate through time… I find I enjoy quotes and psalms… I enjoy quotes which make me think… some quotes even  manage to capture an essence of life… here are some of my favorite quotes……..

 

The “I” is an illusion, God alone is real -Rumi

 

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly -proverb

Whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should – Max Ehrmann

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters to what lies within us

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

Last but not least… the man whom I find to be the wisest

Mr Albert Einstein

Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius — and a lot of courage — to move in the opposite direction

Imagination is more important than knowledge

I want to know God’s thoughts; the rest are details

 

I probably did not need to write this many… but it was fun… Now the moment of tag… 

akash

Tomas

Michael from Earth Pages

Gypsy

ZEN

Glaize

Sorrow

Spaz

Surface Earth

Sanity Found

Abdur Rahman

 

Maybe I should tag my whole blogroll… I did most already… and If you do not feel up to the post, just share them here… I have a whole page of quotes up already… Have a great day and thank you Ray... I had fun thinking 🙂

 

 

To be Quoted…

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Tonight I was thinking of my father… he has been on my mind lately (although he never leaves my thoughts)… It is June and this month has always been for me and my dad. Our birthdays are two days apart… they run on Fathers day weekend… most of the time…

So I was thinking of my father…I have been trying to remember all his lines, sayings, quirks… many lost in translation, but gained in accent 😉 . We were originally from Romania…I have lived in the United States for most of my life, my father restarted and finished his life here. It is and has always been home.

He had the biggest heart and the kindest Soul… his passions exceeded his expectations… I have mentioned all that I loved about my father previously… so tonight an ode to my fathers lines, sayings and quirks…

Ode to Silviu

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Loved to cook, never clean, each and every cabinet door left open, flour and eggs on the ceiling,

with a smile and pride… “my work is finished… ;)”

 

“Are there any cooooocumbers”… an emphasis on the “ooooo”

 

I love crepes, and my father made them the best! however he once made the mistake of calling them “craps” lets just say it stuck around.

 

During his last few years he was often tired… but it never stopped him from writing. That was never his profession… always his dream. Sometimes I would get to the house late… I always knew where he was, down stairs in his “office”… a little den in the basement… all his own… It is not the same 

Sometimes I was rushed and missed out on our talks… but when we caught up… it was perfect…

(sorry dad for that… I have slowed down a bit)

 

This is a little secret I never shared…

We were leaving my sisters wedding at the same time… he was driving in front of me on the highway to show me the way… Then we got to the intersection where I recognized… (this is going to sound bad and irresponsible, but if you would have known my day you would get it)… he wanted to race, so here we are on the hutch and we are speeding, it was only for a minute, but it was a memory I will never forget…

 

He was so proud of his culinary abilities… based in “Romanian Cuisine”…  I would eat that food everyday if I could… but something about my dad, when he cooked… he was a great chef… really… except for…

the dish I will never forget … Tripe soup… It was one of the grossest things I had ever smelled…  the whole family grabbed the pot of soup and threw it outside… never again… we talked about that one forever…

 

Or his compassion for tele-marketers and Jahovas witnesses. Wether it was boredom, or his sense of humor… tele-marketers would call… my dad would turn them around… start questioning them… he would make them forget what they are doing… he was good at confusing people… 😉

 

One day two Jahovas came to the door… now for all who are super religious… I mean this in the utter most respect for all faiths… my dad had very strong beliefs as well…

Two Jahovas Witnesses came to the door… My dad knew who they were and what they wanted… so he invited them in (if they only knew)…

They began thier preaching and information… my father said “alright you want me to listen about your religion, ok first listen about mine…” after ten minutes they suddenly had to leave… I couldn’t believe it… hadn’t had any visitors since then…

 

I could go on forever… but for know I raise my head and smile… 

Here’s to you Dad… an ode to Silviu

May I be quoted one day with love and humor and the warmest of memories…