Tommorow is Another Day

There are special places in this world - very special indeed! At times I find myself visiting them at night while I am asleep and my soul is set free. Places I've been to and some that I have yet to see. Places of magic. Places just for you and me.

Everyday, in every way, whether we are aware of it or not we are creating our very own inner universe - a place we call home. While floating in the ether we find our touchstones ... those places and feelings that give us great joy and make us happy and strong.

Yesterday I felt my soul take flight again but this time to a different plain, a place that I had not yet been. I told myself that it was time once more to gather and glean, to refurbish the old and add luster to that which has been.

A feeling of calm came over me as I watched in amazement at just what I was seeing ... a milky way in miniature, a res bit in the storm of life, a place in which to store my being, a place in which to live my life.

All too many times I fear, if not careful, we can find ourselves living in a state of stagnation. As I have said before, to enjoy life is to live in the moment, to relish the past and look forward to the future. I am as guilty as most, I think, when it comes to the occasional forgetfulness and lethargy of complacency.

So I have determined that from now on and every night, I will give myself over in the morning light. I will transcendentally tread on clouds of ether. I will live and love life as if there might not be a tomorrow ... only really wanting to enjoy what it is that I have right now.

"Tomorrow", as someone once said, "is another day ... "

Deja Vu

This Easter weekend I found myself in Houston, Texas again. I used to travel to Houston a couple of times a year designing the Baker showrooms and conferring with the sales staff. Now some 20 years later I find my travels have brought me back again.

Yesterday I reconnected with an old friend. A person from those years ago who I had not seen since. Our meeting was extraordinary ... as if time had stood still. It seemed only yesterday that we both had talked, and the air was full of pleasant memories and loving concern. We talked of our adventures and reminisced of times gone by filling in the details that had separated us for all those years. A most enjoyable afternoon.

An amazing revelation occurred to me last night as I lay sorting out the decades of my life and trying to put them in some type of order again. The revelation was just this ... Perhaps time and space are dependant on our conception of them. Maybe we are time travelers and it is in our power to stop and start time.

There have been many times in my life that I have felt the "deja vu" of a moment lived once more, or at least remembered again. The sudden euphoria that is felt is like a tonic for the soul. There is this little voice in my head that says, "how wonderful that this experience can be remembered". How wonderful too that your life has been something that can live again in the realms of joyous remembrance.

Taking our time to live in the present is so very important. To run through life without noticing the joy that surrounds us, or for that matter the pain that we sometimes feel, should not be allowed. We only comes this way once and we should savour every ounce of it and drink it in until we are intoxicated.

But then again maybe we can come this way again if we really try, I thought. What if all we need to do is to believe, really believe, in the magic that exists within us? What if all we had to do was to set our souls free to play in the stars and fly in the wind of forever?

Life is like a shinning star that burns until all it's energy has been spent. It is I think so much better to spend our lives in happiness and love than to surrender it to sadness and fear.

As for me my soul is strong again and my purpose is clear. I will live and love with great joy until I burn as bright as the Sun, and when all of my energies have spent I will live and love again in the universal continuum ... forever.

A Song To Spring

What is it that happens when two worlds collide? Perhaps they become one in an amazing explosion of passion and joy ... or they totally obliterate each other. In either event there is that moment of complete oneness, that moment of uncompromising togetherness shall we say.

Hard to imagine sometimes, how on a serene and Sunkist day such as this, that there could be any volatility in our lives ... let alone any feelings of sadness or dismay.

Life, as I have always seen it, is a misty water color or happiness and love. Whether by ourselves or with another, it is only disturbed from time to time by fleeting moments of remorse which occur when our dreams are awakened and brought to task by ignorance of what we have in fact.

To walk in the garden of love and light is to exist in timeless solitude together with another. What more could one ask for but to be safe and serene in anothers arms? I would gladly give my life for such a moment and have done so before. Once we experience such bliss it is hard to return to the mundane and therefore I choose not to.

So what has this last year taught me and brought to me? Perhaps a reafirmation that my existence on this planet is mine for the making and that no one can change that unless I agree to the terms. That we are children of the universe  and as such have the right to compose and act out our thoughts and dreams just as the planets and stars above follow their own course. We, all of us, are special onto our selves and are therefore our own masters.

So lets us all join hands and sing of spring. Let us live life in love and it's rememberings!

Living in Your Element

I have lived in the clouds for most of my life. It started as a child when my grandfather and I would sit on the porch and identify shapes that would come and go on a cloud filled day such as today. I would later in life live in those very same clouds as an adult, as my travels took me around the world in my search for a purpose.

Being born an Aquarian - a creature of the air, I have always found myself more comfortable removed from the chaos of life on the ground. Not that there is anything wrong with earth and fire signs, because they are most necessary in the completion of life's drama. I am, however,  at my best when floating on clouds of ether, in a place where I can rest and reflect, and regain my energy.

Today I am in the air once again - this time on my way to Houston and my Taurus - the man who has grounded me and helped to keep me from disappearing into the ether ... there is most definitely the possibility of that if left to my own devices.

I think that we are all, in our own way, creatures of our respective astrological signs. The sign imprinted on our souls at the moment of birth. However how we handle our gift or what we do with it is totally up to us. I had a teacher long ago who consoled me very wisely that, "It is not what we have been given in life that makes us who we are - but rather how we make use of that which we are given."

We are born of the elements and must learn to control our earth, wind and fire. It is our decision as to how we use our special gifts, and in turn benefit from them. I have found my special place in the clouds that comforts and console me, but I have also found my other self in the face of my decisions. One cannot exist without the help of the others and unless you wish to disappear into your element you must embrace them.

So while we must live in the moment we must also remember the past and anticipate the future because it is in that trilogy we are reborn.

OMG

Oh my god! I had totally forgotten the wild but manicured world of the European country side until I saw this photo. How other worldly it can be to drive through what looks like a Disney set but is in fact real life!

For years my partner and I would hit the roads of Europe in our rental car de jour and wind our way through the wonderland of ancient and surreal landscapes that cover the continent. Like a sweet and fragrant frosting on a rich and filling culture the sereneness of it's spectacle overwhelms me still.

I would often ask myself, "What is it about the terrain of these places that make them so different than ours"? One day while looking through a book of European landscapes it occurred to me that they are, in fact, manifestations of centuries of loving care and sculpting by the hand of man!

Perhaps it is the sculpting of nature that makes the wilds more desirable to me. There is something about taking control but at same time loosing it too. As I look back at times past, it is the special moments that have defined me, that have taken me over and molded me into what I am. Neither a creature of the new world nor one of the past I seem to exist in that twilight word where things are always in flux but at the same time secure.

To have been so lucky as I, what more can one ask. When pain becomes joy and life breaks forth again from a long winter's sleep. To mix and mingle in the muddle of life and from this mulch bring forth a flower to behold, a song to sing and a life to remold.

Life is good again!