A Midnight Journey

Have you ever walked in the full moon light to a place where time stands still and your soul can take flight.

To a portal of peace on a distant shore where the waves of silence glisten on a pure white shore.

To lay in the sand and be caressed by the tide, to awake in the morning with your love by your side.

A moment of bliss an eternity in each kiss, as the essence of the morrow washes over your body in a mist.

With the energy of creation held captive in your hand all things seem possible and anything can.

To make magic with song it is possible to fly with the winds of tomorrow on the wings of a sigh.

Anything is possible in the land of good bye and everything is manifested in the purity of your gods eye ...

Rainy Days and Saturdays

A Saturdays afternoon in spring, lazy and light. The smell of rain on the deck and a gentle breeze softly drying the water laden tree branches. All is well in my world for the moment and tomorrow promises to be more of the same.

When did my world become so effortless and orderly? Perhaps it was the the passing of my long time companion and the fire storm that followed his departure. Perhaps too it was the passing of my life as I knew it, and the beginning of another more introspected existence.

Life can and should be enjoyed and relaxed into eventually. If we have laid our course correctly sooner or later the trade winds will take us to our destination, and while we should never loose sight of our goals, neither should they be our only choice.

My new life seems to be as I always dreamed it might. And yes there is one ingredient missing but then he is still there in so many ways. My new life is of course made up of all the elements of the past one and will forever echo its many joys and sorrows. But as long as I exist on this plane it will continue to grow and thrive with the help and love of friends both new and old. It will continue on into infinity because we are all made of forever and as such will perpetuate eternally.

So sing a song of spring. Sing a song of love and joy. And sing it loud for the universe to hear. But most of all sing it for yourself!

What is it that happens when a institution dies?

One thing for sure is that it cannot be replaced - so enevitably it must be reinvented! But by what?

There in lies the answer I think ... what now?

Well here it is - ready or not!

As time progresses and we try to keep pace, there is a cadence that occurs which makes us try to keep pace.

The Forest Gate

Deep in the forest there is a gate that leads us to another place, another time, another space. We hold in our soul the key to it's lock and can open the latch if and when we desire, to another dimension a land of air and fire.

Life is full of twists and turns brought on by our own wishes to seek out a direction. As we venture forth into our destiny's there are many times we come across a wall or gate that must be conquered before we can enter the next adventure. I have passed through several in my quest for enlightenment but recently I have found that the gates can all be opened by a single key - this key is the knowledge of self but it is different for every person.

When I started out on my adventure the key to life was found in the gentle tranquility of a summers day or the awesome feelings of a moon lite night. Many times my joy would come from the simple pleasures of a day at the park, or more specifically, being alone with nature and the sky.

The next key I found that opened the gate to my teens and all the electric connections to others of my age. All of us looking for all the same things and sparking at each others touch desiring more intimacy and fulfillment.

As my journey passed into my 20's and 30's the key seemed to change and become more directional. It was the portal to young adulthood and with it came all the rules and regulations that are attached to social acceptance.

The gate at the entrance to age 40 was less restrictive and more intimate with myself and others. A time to rest a bit and regenerate, a time to reflect.

40's to 50's and time begins to move side ways - interesting how certain ages respond more to the touch of time.

At 60 there came a calm and deliberate space in which my world would blossom, opening like a fragrant flower that has been nurtured by all the energies of the past and present perfectly. Fertile celestial soil which had been planted with loves and desires became mature and a Garden of Eden came forth with all the power and joy that I possessed. A flowering of my soul made more perfect by the mere pleasure that it provided - a perpetual motion of memories and more.

So what of the final gate in the forest primeval and what of the garden that follows? Maybe it is just a stop along the way or maybe it is tomorrow.

Of Earth & Sky

As I scooped the water from the lagoon it occurred to me that what I had was more than just water it was the universe suspended in my very hand.

When we look around us we can see the many facets of life as they appear to be. But what of the deeper and less obvious elements? Could it be that if instead of a concrete set of rules we are in fact experiencing many different manifestations all at once?

If you think about it, we are, many times during a single day, living both mentally, physically and spiritually all at the same time. Our mental facility is always active whether we feel it or not, our physicality exists because we will it to be and our spirituality is a manifestation of both. But what happens then when one of our "elements" are absent?

When we loose one component the other two become more intense, just as a blind man's hearing and sense of smell. We always compensate for the loss.Therefore if we should want to experience one or the other of our senses more in depth we really only need to diminish the others. By means of meditation. We can reach various places in our sphere that hold the key to the others and they in turn can lead us to each as well. The point of this exercise it seems to me is that we all can, at any moment, cross over from one level to another in order to adjust our attitude and our direction.

It has been said "as above so below" and I might add as inside so without. Once again I feel that I am in the middle a gigantic soup of matter and energy. Everyday is a new one and always there is the possibility to accomplish anything that we desire if we only scoop up a handful of it's essence and drink deeply in its magic!

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.