Thrive - What On Earth Will It Take?

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The Spirit Bear Comes Out Of Hiding

Everything Happens For A reason

White Raven/Crows!

Talk about sacred white animal prophesies! Now white crows/ravens have been spotted!

Zero Point is Approaching...

Time Acceleration

Transitions: 10/10/10, 11/11/11 and 12/1212

The Transitions Website offers very interesting insights on triple digit dates. They're very important portals which offer a special kind of energy. We've already been through the 10/10/10 one quite recently.

Happy 11/11/11

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Planet Earth Song

The Original Significance of Hallow'en and the Autumn Equinox In General

[ These passages were taken from Earth Medicine ]

The Autumn Equinox (22 September) is the time of balancing and marks the south-west point. It was also a time of harvest festivals. The Festival of Thanxgiving.

At the west we arrive at another pivotal point in the yearly cycle which was considered both as an ending and as a beginning. The ancient Celts regarded it as the time when one year ended and another began and marked it with a festival called Samhain (some say it is pronounced ‘Sowen’) on 31 October. Because it was regarded as the point where winter started, it was looked upon as a doorway between the ‘seen’ world of matter and the ‘unseen’ world of the spirit and as a time when power natural forces were at work. In popular mythology and it superstition it became associated with ghosts and ghols and it degenerated into Hallow’een, which has obscured its original importance: The Festival of Remembrance.

23 October – 22 November – Animal Totem: The Snake

A pivotal point of the entire yearly cycle is located in this period. Anciently it was recognized as the time when the year ended and a new yearly cycle began. This ‘twilight’ period had significance in another way among ancient peoples for it was seen, too, as the space between two realms—between the visible world of physical manifestation and the unseen realm of the spirit.

It was celebrated as a festival among pagan peoples on the eve of 1 November. The ancient Celts called it Samhain, which meant ‘Summers’ End’, but the celebrations continued merrily throughout the first week of November. Blazing ritual bonfires symbolized the burning of all the worries and problems accrued during the past year and these were the true origin of Bonfire Night in Britain on 5 November and had far greater significance than the memorial of Guy Fawkes’ plot to blow up the Houses of Parliament. It was a time for getting rid of weaknesses and the things which had served their purpose but were no longer relevant—of shedding what had gone before so that renewal became possible and effective. The fires were also used to cook the meat of animals which could not be kept over Winter. The result of the years’ work was seen.

Just as twilight is an ‘in-between’ period separating daytime from night, and autumn comes in between summer and winter, so Samhain was looked upon as a time when the visible and invisible realms ‘overlapped’. So it was a time to remember those who had died and had departed the Earth life, and when the movement of the Earth tides had brought the physical and the spiritual closer together, and when this closeness to departed loved ones could be more keenly felt.

The Christian Church attempted to kill off the old festival by making 1 November All Saints Day, Samhain Even on 31 October becoming All Souls Day, All Hallows Eve or Hallowe’en. The original festival was denigrated by associating it with demons and witches, and ghosts and goblins. In modern times, Hallowe’en has become popularized, particularly in the United States, as a time for rather weird fun, for dressing up in costumes and masks, and of pumpkin and turnip lanterns, and an occasion for ‘trick or treat’ suggesting the trickness of little ‘demons’ and the need to placate them, all of which is a distortion of the true significance of this ancient festival.

Quantum Physics Explained

Fractals

The Blind Men and The Elephant


It was six men of Hindustan

To learning much inclined,

Who went to see the Elephant

(Though all of them were blind)

That each by observation

Might satisfy the mind.

The First approached the Elephant

And happening to fall

Against his broad and sturdy side

At once began to bawl:

“Bless me, it seems the Elephant

Is very like a wall.”

The Second, feeling of his tusk,

Cried, “Ho! What have we here

So very round and smooth and sharp?

To me 'tis mighty clear

This wonder of an Elephant

Is very like a spear.”

The Third approached the animal,

And happening to take

The squirming trunk within his hands,

Then boldly up and spake:

“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant

Is very like a snake.”

The Fourth reached out an eager hand,

And felt about the knee.

“What most this wondrous beast is like

Is mighty plain,” quoth he;

“'Tis clear enough the Elephant

Is very like a tree!”

The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear,

Said: “E'en the blindest man

Can tell what this resembles most;

Deny the fact who can,

This marvel of an Elephant

Is very like a fan!”

The Sixth no sooner had begun

About the beast to grope,

Than, seizing on the swinging tail

That fell within his scope,

“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant

Is very like a rope!”

And so these men of Hindustan

Disputed loud and long,

Each in his own opinion

Exceeding stiff and strong,

Though each was partly in the right

And all were in the wrong.

So oft in theologic wars,

The disputants, I ween,

Rail on in utter ignorance

Of what each other mean,

And prate about an Elephant

Not one of them has seen!

by John Godfrey Saxe

The Shortest Distance Between You and Happiness

If there was ever a good illustration of this, I'd say this is it. A picture is worth a thousand words.

Words are Windows (Or They're Walls)


I feel so sentenced by your words,

I feel so judged and sent away,

Before I go I’ve got to know

Is that what you mean to say?

Before I rise to my defense,

Before I speak in hurt or fear,

Before I build that wall of words,

Tell me, did I really hear?

Words are windows, or they’re walls,

They sentence us, or set us free.

When I speak and when I hear,

Let the love light shine through me.

There are things I need to say,

Things that mean so much to me,

If my words don’t make me clear,

Will you help me to be free?

If I seemed to put you down,

If you felt I didn’t care,

Try to listen through my words

To the feelings that we share.

—Ruth Bebermeyer

The Love Poems of Rumi

The Agony and Ecstacy of Divine Discontent: The Moods of Rumi

In the orchard and rose garden

I long to see your face.

In the taste of Sweetness

I long to kiss your lips.

In the shadow of passion

I long for your love.

Oh! Supreme Lover!

Let me leave aside my worries.

The flowers are blooming

With the exultation of your Spirit.

By Allah!

I long to escape the prison of my ego

And lose myself

In the mountains and the desert.

These sad and lonely people tire me.

I long to revel in the drunken frenzy of your love

And feel the strength of Rustam in my hands.

I’m sick of mortal kings.

I long to see your light.

With lamps in hand

The sheikhs and mullahs roam

The dark alleys of these towns

Not finding what they seek.

You are the Essence of the Essence,

The intoxication of Love.

I long to sing your praises

But stand mute

With the agony of wishing in my heart.

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Bittersweet

In my hallucination

I saw my Beloved’s flower garden

In my vertigo

In my dizziness

In my drunken haze

Whirling and dancing

Like a spinning wheel

I saw myself

As the source of existence

I was there in the beginning

And I was the spirit of love

Now I am sober

There is only the hangover

And the memory of love

And only the sorrow

I yearn for happiness

I ask for help

I want mercy

And my love says

Look at me and hear me

Because I’m here just for that

I am your moon

And your moonlight too

I am your flower garden

And your water too

I have come all this way

Eager for you

Without shoes or shawl

I want you to laugh

To kill all your worries

To love you

To nourish you

Oh Sweet Bitterness!

I will soothe you and heal you

I will bring you roses

I took have been covered with thorns.

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Defeated by Love

The sky was lit

By the splendor of the moon

So powerful

I fell to the ground

Your love

Has made me sure

I am ready to forsake

This worldly life

And surrender

To the magnificence

Of your Being

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I Am and I Am Not

I’m drenched

In the flood

Which has yet to come

I’m tied up

In the prison

Which has yet to exist

Not having played

The game of chess

I’m already the checkmate

Not having tasted

A single cup of your wine

I’m already drunk

Not having entered

The battlefield

I’m already wounded and slain

I no longer

Know the difference

Between image and reality

Like the shadow

I am

And

I am not

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Looking For Love

A strange passion is moving in my head.

My heart has become a bird

Which searches in the sky.

Every part of me goes in different directions.

Is it really so

That the only I love is everywhere?

Looking for Your Face

From the beginning of my life

I have been looking for your face

But today I have seen it

Today I have seen

The charm, the beauty,

The unfathomable grace

Of the face

That I was looking for

Today I have found you

And those who laughed

And scorned me yesterday

Are sorry that they were not looking

As I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence

Of your beauty

And wish to see you

With a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion

And has searched forever

For this wondrous beauty

That I now behold

I am ashamed

To call this love human

And afraid of God

To call it divine

Your fragrant breath

Like the morning breeze

Has come to the stillness of the garden

You have breathed new life into me

I have become your sunshine

And also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstasy

Every fiber of my being

Is in love with you

Your effulgence

Has lit a fire in my heart

And you have radiant

For me

The earth and sky

My arrow of love

Has arrived at the target

I am in the house of mercy

And my heart

Is a place of prayer

Prayer To The Water of Fukushima Nuclear Plant

Please say the following phrase:

“The water of Fukushima Nuclear Plant, we are sorry to make you suffer. Please forgive us.
We thank you and we love you.”

Please say it aloud or in your mind. Repeat it three times as you put your hands together in the prayer position. Please offer
your sincere prayer.

With love and gratitude,
Masaru Emoto
Missionary of Water

Dear Woman

Alchemy of Love (Rumi)

You come to us
from another world

...From beyond the stars
and void of space.
Transcendent, Pure
Of unimaginable beauty,
Bringing with you
the essence of love

You transform all
who are touched by you.
Mundane concerns,
troubles and sorrows
dissolve in your presence,
Bringing joy
to ruler and ruled
To peasant and king

You bewilder us
with your grace
All evils
transform into
goodness.

You are the master alchemist.

You light the fire of love
in earth and sky
in heart and soul
of every being

Through your loving existence and nonexistence merge.
All opposites unite
All that is profane
becomes sacred again.