I’m having fun, what about you? Maze a day 102 « MAZE A DAY

I’m having fun, what about you? Maze a day 102 « MAZE A DAY:

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India Crusade

Hello Milena and Praise the Lord!

 

I just wanted to drop you a quick line to ask you to keep us in your thoughts and prayers this coming week.  A month or two ago I emailed many of you telling you about the coming crusade & medical camp we would be hosting in West Bengal India.

 

Myself, Pastors Kenneth Gurley & Dr. Fred Childs, Evangelist David Bryan, Rev. Michael McFarland and several wonderful medical staff and other ministers are heading out tomorrow morning for the crusade.

 

Please keep these ministers and this crusade in your prayers this week.  It will start Tuesday morning which is actually Monday evening in the US.  We are believing God for 3 days and nights of miraculous signs and wonders as He confirms His Word at this crusade.  Please agree in prayer with us that the thousands of sweet believers in West Bengal will experience an outpouring of the Holy Ghost like never before.

 

This work of God is experiencing incredible growth and increase.  We are constantly reaching out for every bit of help we can get to keep the momentum of what God is doing there moving forward.  Please ask your church to hold us up in prayer this week and to believe God for the miraculous for this crusade.

 

Having said all that, I hesitate to request this, but if there is any way that you or your church could help sponsor this crusade we could sure use your help.  Our biggest need as we get ready to leave is still the financial support needed to feed the people who attend the crusade.  We have much of this need covered by the many people like yourself who have sent in a gift to help us with this.  Any support you could offer would be greatly appreciated (If you have not already).

 

I will paste below the email that I sent out a few months ago. 

 

Thank you again so much, for your prayers and all the kind support that has been offered so far.  Something of this magnitude would never be possible without all the people who have come together to help make this happen. Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you!

 

http://www.preachit.org/donate/IndiaCrusade is the link to donate if you are able.

 

Rev. James Smith

President, PreachIt Ministries

PreachItMinistries.com

If You want and are able to help to our friends in India,please do help or visit their original site on the uper link.

Thank You and Gog bless You all!

Moj zivote dobro vece - Portal

Moj zivote dobro vece - Portal:

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Još jedan posebni forum,forum moga srca.

iPod??

Why do You use iPod?

David’s tree story « Treewhispers

David’s tree story « Treewhispers: "1 DAVID’S TREE STORY.

2 Growing up in Northfield, we had two trees in the

3 front yard that were probably 50 yards apart. And my

4 father — I had two brothers. My father had the idea

5 of putting a rope high between the two trees and

6 fixing a pulley system with a rope and a round seat.

7 And then he took a — probably a one-story ladder,

8 leaned it up against the higher tree, and you could

9 take the swing up with you, put the round swing

10 between your legs and glide down between the trees.

11 And so that was our own little amusement park in the

12 front yard

13 Anyone ever get hurt?

14 No. No one ever got hurt surprisingly. We even got

15 creative in the fall. We would rake the leaves and

16 then burn them. And then of course you’d go over

17 them — not flaming, but smoldering. Do something

18 kind of daring.

19 But the trees weren’t, you know, extremely mature.

20 And now I drive by the house in Northfield and

21 they’re fortunately still there. But they’re very

22 mature.

23 Did you bend them?

24 No, they were quite strong when we had them. But the"

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To Nightingale3

Just be there.Please,just be there,anywhere.
I need You today.I am going to celebrate His day.
You did never wrote a poem to Chris like You said You will..
or,I have never seen this poem.
Sing him Your song insteed all.

To Christian3

Friendship between nations

Milena,

While the start of High Holy Days is here, there’s still time to help hungry Jewish people during this sacred time of year.

Your contribution to IFCJ’s High Holy Days Campaign will help us provide both basic staples and special holiday foods so needy Jews can observe this sacred season with dignity.

This year the High Holy Days are arriving amid unease and rising tensions. Jewish people around the world continue to face anti-Semitism and discrimination, while growing unrest in the Holy Land means the government is forced to spend more of its resources to fight terrorism and defend her borders.

As a result, there are even less resources available to help the most vulnerable — elderly men and women, including Holocaust survivors who have no family to care for them — destitute children who go to bed hungry at night — and the impoverished families who struggle to provide even the most basic of necessities.

My friend, these people are suffering and urgently need our help.

That is why I am asking you to reach out to ease their burden and give them a chance to observe the High Holy Days with dignity.

Please, make a donation to our High Holy Days Campaign today.

"Feed the hungry and help those in trouble. Then your light will shine out from the darkness"(Isaiah 58:10).

With prayers for shalom, peace,

Rabbi Yechiel Eckstein
President

PS	The biblically based High Holy Days begin with Rosh Hashanah and span the 10 days until Yom Kippur — the Day of Atonement.

The quote for You

The Road to Happiness

"We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have." ~Frederick Koenig

milenanik3 - Page 5

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Thank You all there who wrote for all these days.I am always somewhere in mind with all of You.

Peace and joy be with all of You beautiful people.I wish You all the heavenly Love for each and every of You.

with respects and Love,

eternally your Milena

ps.Thank You for being there!

Without Warning by Sappho

Without Warning by Sappho: "Without warning
as a whirlwind
swoops on an oak
Love shakes my heart"

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Hmm..I do have problems with ancient poets..

Robert Frost Acceptance

Robert Frost Acceptance: "hen the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
Let the night be too dark for me to see
Into the future. Let what will be, be.'"

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning: A Man's Requirements

Elizabeth Barrett Browning: A Man's Requirements: "I
Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
Feeling, thinking, seeing;
Love me in the lightest part,
Love me in full being.

II
Love me with thine open youth
In its frank surrender;
With the vowing of thy mouth,
With its silence tender."

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To You my Beloved - Lesbian Life

To You my Beloved - Lesbian Life: "y adoring beloved You!

You came out of my dreams forfilling all what I wanted in life.For me it is hard to come closer.But neverless I am amazed and amused by each and every move You make.Sometimes I find You in all unusual places like You want to be my all.

Funny thing that I didn't even realised how much You are inside my thoughts,my words,my spirit and my mind.You are my magic Lady with the most beautiful Heart.Beyond the words,time and places You are.Like You overtake my own heart,no,You are too gentle for that.I gave my heart to You to do with it what ever You like to.I do believe land of Love are there where You are.Simply by being You.

My beloved Lady of my Heart,I am going now but remember I am always taking Your heart with me.Sweet dreams!

Eternally Your Sparrow"

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Fly my Love,my angel

Chris,
This one is for You.
You are eternally in my Heart.my life seemed so ruined so far as I am without You..I loved You,I love You..You will remain in my dream forever.
You knew what Love looks like.
Please,my litlle one,find the older Chris,He will look upon You there,until I come..
Just be special like You always were.
Your mother with Love

Khalil Gilbran:Before the Throne of Beauty XXVI

Before the Throne of Beauty XXVI

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One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and directed my weary step to the spacious alley. I pursued the beckoning course of the rivulet and the musical sounds of the birds until I reached a lonely spot where the flowing branches of the trees prevented the sun from the touching the earth. I stood there, and it was entertaining to my soul - my thirsty soul who had seen naught but the mirage of life instead of its sweetness. I was engrossed deeply in thought and my spirits were sailing the firmament when a hour, wearing a sprig of grapevine that covered part of her naked body, and a wreath of poppies about her golden hair, suddenly appeared to me. As she she realized my astonishment, she greeted me saying, "Fear me not; I am the Nymph of the Jungle." "How can beauty like yours be committed to live in this place? Please tell me who your are, and whence you come?" I asked. She sat gracefully on the green grass and responded, "I am the symbol of nature! I am the ever virgin your forefathers worshipped, and to my honor they erected shrines and temples at Baalbek and Jbeil." And I dared say, "But those temples and shrines were laid waste and the bones of my adoring ancestors became a part of the earth; nothing was left to commemorate their goddess save a pitiful few and the forgotten pages in the book of history." She replied, "Some goddesses live in the lives of their worshippers and die in their deaths, while some live an eternal and infinite life. My life is sustained by the world of beauty which you will see where ever you rest your eyes, and this beauty is nature itself; it is the beginning of the shepherds joy among the hills, and a villagers happiness in the fields, and the pleasure of the awe filled tribes between the mountains and the plains. This Beauty promotes the wise into the throne the truth." Then I said, "Beauty is a terrible power!" And she retorted, "Human beings fear all things, even yourselves. You fear heaven, the source of spiritual peace; you fear nature, the haven of rest and tranquility; you fear the God of goodness and accuse him of anger, while he is full of love and mercy." After a deep silence, mingled with sweet dreams, I asked, "Speak to me of that beauty which the people interpret and define, each one according to his own conception; I have seen her honored and worshipped in different ways and manners." She answered, "Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive. When you meet Beauty, you feel that the hands deep within your inner self are stretched forth to bring her into the domain of your heart. It is the magnificence combined of sorrow and joy; it is the Unseen which you see, and the Vague which you understand, and the Mute which you hear - it is the Holy of Holies that begins in yourself and ends vastly beyond your earthly imagination." Then the Nymph of the Jungle approached me and laid her scented hands upon my eyes. And as she withdrew, I found me alone in the valley. When I returned to the city, whose turbulence no longer vexed me, I repeated her words: "Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive." from the my Poet List Thank You!

Vows

Vows: "Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Roy Croft
I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.

Anonymous
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.

Amy Tan
I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

Bayard Taylor
I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old..."

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Thomas Paine Quotations

Thomas Paine Quotations: "Belief
It is necessary to the happiness of man that he be mentally faithful to himself.

Reputation
Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us.

Business
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

Optimism
The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection.

Beginning
We have it in our power to begin the world over again."

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Dreamwork Journey - My Blog

Dreamwork Journey - My Blog:

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"What if none of this means anything save

awakening og my girl-heart to love?

I am trembling with the truth of truth

She-in-me rising

Like the green shoots of a long-ago dream srpinging...."

Thank You for ...

Thank You for being here.
I would like not to be able to feel You but I do,each and every time I do.
I am so sorry for all You want me to be sorry for..but I am never sorry for knowing/loving You,my beloved Lady.
May You be blessed on every move You make.

London Presentation – My Strings: Barcelona, Continued – Archetypal Dreamwork – Gnostic Dreaming

London Presentation – My Strings: Barcelona, Continued – Archetypal Dreamwork – Gnostic Dreaming:

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MILENIN ČAROBNI VRT ✉ - Page 2

MILENIN ČAROBNI VRT ✉ - Page 2:

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Magical garden of Milena

Thank You all on Danubius!You are always in my heart.

God bless You all there.

MILENIN ČAROBNI VRT ✉ - Page 2

MILENIN ČAROBNI VRT ✉ - Page 2:
touch you

I could touch you
like they used to.
To know just
which way
dreams lutaš
seeking love,
I should find you,
I could touch you,
as then ...
That just can range,
in vain pruzam
wings introduced
this cover
does not understand happiness.
I could touch as well
as a wish,
I know you want me
and watching me
some thoughts
if anyone has
it and utes.
At this point
the other
end of her yearning
I'm alone.
And I could touch you
like a dream,
to calm your breath,
your lips to fascinate
and stable and hands
asking only
to be firmly stegneš,
that we just say
that everything is gone.
I could touch and
smell like
when you walk the field,
when it nadjes
a small world.
And then
when everything is gone,
yet You feel
the smell of wild flowers,
yet you're always there
still watching me ...
and I touched
his words
did not al all,
no, not even the end,
you still are waiting.

Hvala Ti,na posebnim riječima.Ti smiruješ nemire moje.
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The Dawn

My divine Lady,

Aren't You tired being here anonimous..
We do know each other.
Eternally Your

ps.I believe that we have our secrets..how come they are so many courious people..here

Hari Mata Hari - Ja te Volim najvise na svetu.wmv - YouTube

Hari Mata Hari - Ja te Volim najvise na svetu.wmv - YouTube:

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I do love You

Halil Dzubran - O ljubavi - YouTube

Halil Dzubran - O ljubavi - YouTube:

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Khalil Gilbran About Love

Meri Cetinić -Ja sam žena - YouTube

Meri Cetinić -Ja sam žena - YouTube: "Ne ljuti se zbog riječi što ih nekad kažem
nakon teške noći umorna i snena
Ne čudi se zbog suza kad u tami plačem
ili kad te ljubim
...Ja sam žena

Ne budi me zbog jutra, draže su mi noći
šapat ili dodir, luda igra sjena
Ne trudi se da shvatiš, nikad nećeš moći
čudna je to igra
...Ja sam žena

Ja sam žena
Žena što voli
Žena od suza
Strasti i boli
Ja sam žena
Žena od tuge
Žena što ljubi
Žena k'o druge

Ne traži da ti pričam baš sve moje snove
možda čuješ laži kad izlaza nema
Ne žuri se da saznaš što je bilo jučer
ne pitaj me ništa
Ja sam žena

"

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You & the Roses

Do You hate Roses?

Zorica Kondza - Vrijeme ljubavi. - YouTube

Zorica Kondza - Vrijeme ljubavi. - YouTube:

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ღ Oliver Dragojevic-Kad mi dodjes ti ღ - YouTube

ღ Oliver Dragojevic-Kad mi dodjes ti ღ - YouTube:

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Try to hear that..

And when You come to me(in my dreams)

ZORICA KONDŽA - Molitva za tebe - YouTube

ZORICA KONDŽA - Molitva za tebe - YouTube:

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Praying for You!

Ti si moj san - Zorica i Oliver - YouTube

Ti si moj san - Zorica i Oliver - YouTube:

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Poetry Dances

Poetry Dances:

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Have You been there?

The best forum

Rosh Hashanah

September 28, 2011

Dear Friend of Israel,

With all that's been going on at the U.N. over the past weeks, Rosh Hashanah(the Jewish New Year), which begins tonight at sundown, seems especially well timed this year. It's a time when the Jewish people recognize God's dominion over the world. As leaders at the U.N. have been discussing the possibility of a Palestinian state, which would seriously jeopardize Israeli security, we need this reminder about God's sovereignty now more than ever.

Though the traditional New Year is a time of frivolity, the Jewish New Year is much more somber. Jewish tradition teaches that, beginning on Rosh Hashanah, God judges the entire world and all its inhabitants, determining their fate for the year to come. Ten days after Rosh Hashanah is Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. This sacred time is known as the High Holy Days, or Ten Days of Repentance. 

Jewish sages teach that our fates are "written" as God judges the world on Rosh Hashanah, and "sealed" on Yom Kippur. We know that we are judged by our actions during the course of the whole year, but just as one would be that much more careful while sitting in a courtroom in front of the presiding judge, we know that now is our last chance to make good before the King of Kings, the Judge of Judges. 

And, of course, this spirit of humility and reconciliation is to follow us throughout the year, throughout our lives. The High Holy Days are when we have the most power to transform ourselves and channel our abilities and resources to serve God. 

As we approach this sacred time, it is with deep gratitude that I thank you for enabling The Fellowship to bring dignity and joy to some of the most vulnerable among God's people. Over the past few weeks, The Fellowship distributed basic food staples and special holiday foods to thousands of hungry Jewish people in the former Soviet Union and Israel. This humanitarian effort was made possible only by the grace of God and the generosity of The Fellowship's donors, who care so deeply about Israel and the Jewish people. It is deeply humbling — and inspiring — to be a part of such loving kindness.

Whether you are Christian or Jewish, may these days bring you the bounty of God's blessing. May the spirit of generosity and loving kindness that you have consistently shown to the people of Israel be noted by our compassionate and sovereign God — and may the entire world be blessed with His most precious gift of shalom, peace. 



S'halom alechem!

Women Love and Passion ( Lesbian Video ) - YouTube

Women Love and Passion ( Lesbian Video ) - YouTube:

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Songs of Innocence and Experience, with Other Poems - Google Books

Songs of Innocence and Experience, with Other Poems - Google Books:

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William Blake "The garden of Love"

Dance Theatre of Tennessee presents “Swan Lake Act 2” as part of its opening series “At 75 – A Tribute to Elaine Thomas” | Ballet NEWS | Straight from the stage - bringing you ballet insights

Dance Theatre of Tennessee presents “Swan Lake Act 2” as part of its opening series “At 75 – A Tribute to Elaine Thomas” | Ballet NEWS | Straight from the stage - bringing you ballet insights: " will bring to life one of the most famous and well-loved classical ballet story of all time - Swan Lake Act 2. Swan Lake Act 2 or more famously known as the “lake scene” tells the story of Odette, the Swan Queen who is a beautiful princess under the spell of an evil sorcerer. She transforms from her human body into a swan during the day. Many others are under the same spell, becoming swans during the day. In order for the spell to be broken, Odette must win the eternal love of a young man. If she does not find true eternal love, she will remain a swan forever. 

"

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The Poem

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Sappho: namesake for sappho.geophys.mcgill.ca [132.206.152.35]

Sappho: namesake for sappho.geophys.mcgill.ca [132.206.152.35]:

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``I served beauty
Was it in fact for me something greater?'' ... Sappho

Now I am too tired to continiue ...

My little one,go by yourself,I cannot go futher any more.

Be happy,be all what You deserve to..fly,fly my adoring

beloved Lady.

Eternally Your

Sparrow

Isle of Lesbos: Poetry of Sappho

Isle of Lesbos: Poetry of Sappho:

'via Blog this' I have not had one word from her

Frankly I wish I were dead
When she left, she wept

a great deal; she said to me, "This parting must be
endured, Sappho. I go unwillingly."

I said, "Go, and be happy
but remember (you know
well) whom you leave shackled by love

"If you forget me, think
of our gifts to Aphrodite
and all the loveliness that we shared

"all the violet tiaras,
braided rosebuds, dill and
crocus twined around your young neck

"myrrh poured on your head
and on soft mats girls with
all that they most wished for beside them

"while no voices chanted
choruses without ours,
no woodlot bloomed in spring without song..."

--Translated by Mary Barnard

The Divine Sappho

The Divine Sappho:

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The Poems of Sappho: 22: Or lovest another...

The Poems of Sappho: 22: Or lovest another...:

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[μᾶλλον] ἀνθρώπων ἔμεθεν φιλησθα. [transcription]

Or lovest another more than you do me.

The Poems of Sappho: 21: Thou forgettest me.

The Poems of Sappho: 21: Thou forgettest me.:

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The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: Tenderness

The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: Tenderness: "Softly clasp your arms, like a girdle, about me. Touch, oh, touch my skin like that again! Neither water nor the noon-time breeze is gentle as your hand.

Today you shall fondle me, little sister; 'tis your turn. Remember the caresses that I taught you last night, and kneel beside me who am tired, and do not say a word.

Your lips sink from my lips. And all your unbound ringlets follow them, as the caress follows fast upon the kiss. They fall upon my left breast; they hide your eyes from me.

Give me your hand, it is so warm! Press mine and do not leave it. Hands join with hands more easily than mouth with mouth, and nothing can compare with their passion."

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The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: Desire

The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: Desire:

'via Blog this' She entered, and passionately, with half-closed eyes, she joined her lips with mine, and our tongues knew each other. . . Never in my life had there been a kiss like that.

She stood against me, amorous and willing. Little by little my knee rose between her warm thighs, which spread as though receptive to a lover.

My wandering hand upon her gown sought her secret body, which alternately swayed in undulation, or arching, stiffened with tremblings of the skin.

With maddened eyes she looked upon the bed; but we had no right to love before the wedding, and we separated hastily at last.

Sappho

Sappho:

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But I love extravagance,
And wanting it has handed down
The glitter and glamour of the sun
As my inheritance. [p.33]

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"As you are dear to me...."
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[And another fragment that refers to aging:]

As you are dear to me, go claim a younger
Bed, as your due.
I can't stand being the old one any longer,
Living with you. [p.43]

Enheduanna

Enheduanna: "hat singular woman the unique one
who speaks hateful words to the wicked
who moves among the bright shining things
who goes against rebel lands
and at twilight makes the firmament beautiful
all on her own [#26; p.170]
-----------------

fit out for battle exuberant beautifully adorned
prepares the seven maces
washes weapons in the blood of battle
throws open the gate of battle
great wise one of heaven Inanna [#40; p.228]"

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Zeb-un-Nissa

Zeb-un-Nissa: "Here is the path of love---how dark and long
Its winding ways, with many snares beset!
Yet crowds of eager pilgrims onward throng
And fall like doves into the fowler's net.

Now tell me what the grain that drew the dove?
The mole it was upon a cheek so fair.
Tell me of what was wove the net of love?
The wandering curls of the Beloved's hair.

The festival of love is holden here,
The goblet passes; drink thou of this wine,
Yea, drain it to the lees, and never fear
Intoxication that is all divine....

But Makhfi, tell me where the feast is made?
Where are the merry-makers? Lo, apart,
Here in my soul the feast of God is laid,
Within the hidden chambers of my heart. [V: pp.31-32]"

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Clare of Assisi

Clare of Assisi: "What you hold, may you hold.
What you do, may you do and not stop.
But with swift pace, light step, unswerving feet,
so that even your steps stir up no dust,
may you go forward
securely, joyfully, and swiftly,
on the path of prudent happiness,
believing nothing,
agreeing with nothing
that would dissuade you from this commitment
or place a stumbling block for you on the way,
so that nothing prevents you from offering
your vows to the Most High in the perfection
to which the Spirit of the Lord has called you."

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Sappho

Sappho: ""I simply wish to die."
Weeping she left me
and said this too:
"We've suffered terribly
Sappho I leave you against my will."
I answered, go happily
and remember me,
you know how we cared for you,
if not, let me remind you
...the lovely times we.shared.

Many crowns of violets.
roses and crocuses
...together you set before me
and many scented wreaths
made from blossoms
around your soft throat...
...with pure, sweet oil
...you anointed me,
and on a soft, gentle bed...
you quenched your desire...
...no holy site...
we left uncovered,
no grove... dance
...sound [p.60]"

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Your touch

       I heard Your footsteps in here..
I lost all feeling..living in the past is not the Bright-est way of living.
       I do not care any more.It is all the same now.
Have a nice day my beloved Lady!

A Nightingale's Letter

And for your letter earlier, I do hear your heart my precious Sparrow <3 but it brings me joy to hear your whispers again...It brings me joy to love such a beautiful, ever giving lady; I am honoured that there is no-one before me in your life, and you also know that there is no-one before you in my life...I simply love to feel how your/my/our heart also gives hope to the world. That is one of woman's sweetest gifts; her capacity to open her heart and 'nurture' the personal courage and faith of others in the world. And now we have found one another, the miracle is abundant @>------- 

 

I will be back a little later, to read about your day! I love you...

Eternally your Nightingale

My lettter to You2

You ...... are like other part of myself.Your dreams are mine,Your thoughts are thoughts I used to think.You are so alike me that I wonder did I make Your existence to be able to feel real Joy and pure Love.I adore Your words..I can not write simple words,I have immense need to speak through poems.Never happened before,like a parrot I am talking.

I am trying to write down about my day.It is for fill with You.

Eternally Your

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My beloved Milena,

 

'Sanctuary' is a perfect word...you and I do have our own sanctuary of tranquil refuge from the world, and I adore your description of my poems as love blankets; we must  have infinite love blankets; with all our poems given both ways, you to me, me to you! I used to dream of sleeping in a wood with a blanket of leaves, and sometimes I still imagine that there is no roof above me when I sleep, just a sky of stars, and that if I open my eyes, I will be able to see for infinities, and breathe in Nature's soft night air.

 

Eternally your .....

Letter to You

My beloved darling .....,

I forgot to tell You that I do have all the time in our timeless world and all my time is Yours.

Stay within Heart and we will defeat all the circumstances.

You are honoured,so what would I say;You are here with poems and words beyond this world and bouquets of Love.There is a peace on our meadow in all that is green.Fellis the Heart with nothing but the Love that is loved.

 

Eternally your

sparrow

Questions for You

1.What am I to You?
2.How much do You love me?
3.How much do I mean to You?
4.What is the wildest thing we done together?
5.Our song?
6.What would You do if I die?
7.Life without me?
8.Life with me?
9.Did You ever lied to me to feel better?
10.Have You ever slip something to say to me?
11.Have You ever make me cry?
12.Have You ever make me smile?
13.Have You ever make my day better?
14.Do You think about me?
15.something for the end...................

Do You remember?

So much is explained

by the single drop of rain

 

on the green maple leaf

that I sit for hours

 

build rainbows bridges to Your Heart.

 

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About Love

f the love does not come from inside, if love is not felt as passion, as God’s Divine spark that enables us to exist, we project that love onto an object or a person. When we do not have a connection to the inside, we seek the love outside. When we do this through projection or transference, we cross the line into narcissism.

The love that comes from the inside is free, powerful and does not require anything from anybody. We love because we feel the love. This is the prize. If the love is projected onto an object that is to be desired, then it becomes narcissistic. We want the thing for ourselves and in terms of our own agenda. Maybe we want to feel good, to avoid our shame, our pain, our insecurity. Maybe we want to make others responsible for all the things we are not facing because we cannot get the love.

In the end, we are bereft.

When someone loves us but only to meet his/her own needs, then there is an agenda attached to that love. It is not unconditional. This is projected love. An example is parents with an only child. They may want their child to do and be everything they could not do or be themselves. This is narcissistic love. They love the child, but only in terms of their own needs.

There is a love that transcends need, narcissism, abuse. The love that comes from the inside allows us to love without that narcissistic need. This does not exclude relationship, need for others, marriage, and so on. It does mean, however, that there is a love that does not use us. There is a purer form of love that is embodied by the Archetypes, by the inner world or spirit. We recognize and know somewhere inside that this love does exist. We just cannot find it because we keep looking for it outside. True spiritual, enlightened souls have the love from the inside. These are the ones we look to as teachers.

We are afraid of falling in love because love actually has a dark side. Once we are in love, we are chained to each other’s pathology. It is like we have to take care of each other in a way that is dishonest. Falling in love can be tremendously bad unless both people have tremendous integrity and bring to the relationship their own sense of being loved by the Divine. From this place of being loved, we have something to offer to the other person. To the degree that we do not have the place of being loved, we have nothing to offer but a black hole of need and conflict.

The man may become possessive and not let his partner work or see her friends. In this scenario, he projects all of his insecurity as a male onto her and does not want her to do anything that would scare him. Women, too, project their anxiety and fears onto their partners. The result is that we enslave each other through what we call love. He says, “I love you,” and beats her for going out with her friends. She says, “I love you,” and beats him down because he watches too much football or he gets food in his teeth or he makes her look bad.

Even so, most of us talk a great deal about commitment to our partners. This is the Big Lie. Why should we commit to something that does not even exist? Why should we commit to being controlled by another person because the other person has no self-worth? Both men and women are like this – we want our partners to give us self-worth, but it can never happen.


from Arhetypal Dreamwork Bloggger

Bed time story for You

One of my favorite  stories is the story of the man who had an opportunity to visit heaven and hell before he died. St. Peter asked the man where he wanted to go. He told St. Peter to take him down to hell. There he saw a beautiful banquet hall with the finest food and drink you could imagine. When he looked at the people he saw that they were skin and bones and that they were cursing and swearing at each other. He told St. Peter to take him up to heaven. In heaven, he saw the same beautiful banquet hall filled with the finest food and drink. When he looked at the people, he saw that they were healthy and robust and that they were laughing and singing. The man asked St. Peter what was going on. St. Peter responded, "Did you see the silverware." Strapped to each arm was a four foot fork and a four foot knife. Now, we all know we can't eat with such large silverware. The people in hell were so busy getting everything for themselves that nobody got anything. Up in heaven each person would feed the person across from him and that person would feed him back. The message is very simple but powerful: if you help other people get what they need and want you will get everything you need and want.

 

 

My adoring beloved .....

So this is a good night thoughts/story for You.I want so much to tell You more but I will be here in the morning again.

May Your dreams be calm as an ocean at this hour and peacefully as music of the Universe and the stars.

May my love and adoration surround Your heart as much as You need it in life.

 

Eternally Your  @>---------  <3

Sparrow

 

My beloved

 am longing to hear Your words.

As much as I try and try to find..well,love in this world it seems that I should never even try to.

You are the only Beauty in my life.

My most adored Love,now I am even affraid to call You wife,I am so scared.

Yes I know Your Heart and You know mine,but what if the outside world want us appart?

I am holding myself on Your poem You did send me today.She brought me joy,so much joy and Your Love.

My sweetest Woman,will You know me heart as I want You to.

I am letting the time pas by,I feel safe here,I can freely breath here..that is the place You will come.

I was so happy when I got Your letter,then wonderful poem of my beloved Poet and then magic card with Your beutiful words of Love.Card with Roses from  Your own heart.

Please my Love,come back,I need You.

I am telling myself that Your Heart will always know,feel the true.

You said that I gave You Your voice back and flight.I loved to take a journey with You my beloved and cherish Lady.

I belong to You,I said until my last breath,but I want You to be free to do what ever Your mind tell You to do.I love Your mind.I admire Your mind as much as my own.

Maybe I am not humble but in my mind and heart I was/am so proud to be called Your.

 

Eternally Your

The Nightingale-writings after a poem

From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale:

In stale blank verse a subject stale
I send per post my Nightingale;
And like an honest bard, dear Wordsworth,
You'll tell me what you think, my Bird's worth.
My own opinion's briefly this--
His bill he opens not amiss;
And when he has sung a stave or so,
His breast, & some small space below,
So throbs & swells, that you might swear
No vulgar music's working there.
So far, so good; but then, 'od rot him!
There's something falls off at his bottom.
Yet, sure, no wonder it should breed,
That my Bird's Tail's a tail indeed
And makes its own inglorious harmony
Æolio crepitû, non carmine.

(from about.com/classical poetry)

Elizabeth B.Browning

If God compel thee to this destiny,
To die alone, with none beside thy bed
To ruffle round with sobs thy last word said
And mark with tears the pulses ebb from thee,--
Pray then alone, ' O Christ, come tenderly !
By thy forsaken Sonship in the red
Drear wine-press,--by the wilderness out-spread,--
And the lone garden where thine agony
Fell bloody from thy brow,--by all of those
Permitted desolations, comfort mine !
No earthly friend being near me, interpose
No deathly angel 'twixt my face aud thine,
But stoop Thyself to gather my life's rose,
And smile away my mortal to Divine ! '

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To my Angel

There is no need for words.
You do know everything I got inside me.
Thank You for coming again.
eternally your

Angel - Definition and More from the Free Merriam-Webster Dictionary

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Symbol Meaning of Feathers

Symbol Meaning of Feathers: "Symbol meaning of feathers deal with ascension and spiritual evolution to a higher plane. Feathers were worn by Native American Chiefs to symbolize their communication with Spirit, and to express their celestial wisdom. Also in the Native American Indian culture, feathers represented the power of the thunder gods, along with the power of air and wind.
Native American Pueblo Indians would pay homage to the Feathered Sun which is a symbol of the cosmos and the center of existence. Another symbol meaning of feathers also revolves around prayer, and the Pueblo use feather sticks as they dance in prayer for rain during solstice rituals.

As a Celtic symbol meaning, the feather was worn by Druids in the form of ornate feathered robes. Celtic Druids donned these robes in ceremonies to invoke the sky gods and gain knowledge of the celestial realm. It was believed that the feathered cloak along with the presence of the sky gods would allow the Druid to transcend the earthly plane and enter the ethereal realm."

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