Crystal Landscapes

And then you said, These are wild dreams and
mesmerising schemes, how can I go on, how
listen to the song; and I said, But you are strong,
your wings are wide now that they have stretched
to encompass the biggest scenes your mind can
hold, your view enlarged, your song won’t die,
just go and please try to reach yonder horizon

Then you flew with arms outstretched, you jumped
into the abyss, all seemed lost but here you rise
again, carried on currents of brilliantly coloured air,
the dream is so great, the ideal so beautiful, it in-
flates the mind and carries the spirit to the green
pastures of old which now start to seem like crystal
landscapes glittering in diamond and gold

Shining in azure, agate and aquamarine

Sweet Repose

Everything served as stepping stones, I am not
grieving as the end appeared to be a new be-
ginning; a higher flight, more enchanting delight,
no fear at all, this deep dream unique cannot let
me fall as the silver chord and golden thread
weave in patterns of meaning eluding me still,
but beckoning more beautiful then ever before,
a masterful voice uttering words so choice, my
soul responds, my heart rejoice, my mind be-
calmed makes me see the sweet repose that
used to seem completely out of reach: if it is
there, if it is calling; I can follow because
I know where the doorway is…

I Was In Being

lifted off, flying away for the first time
in ages, reached the dream universe
where spiritual experience reach the
sublime -- when my characters were
enclosed in the ambience of magical
feelings and conveyed the sensation
to me I was there, in virtual reality,
where I can experiment with
alternative ways of being…

so keep on whispering, it is working,
keep on flying, destiny is waiting, joy
indescribable - I thought it lost, but I
was wrong, it was here all the time
waiting for me to catch up - it took
all my imagination, conjuring a
myriad characters; only when I
discovered who was the key
and tried to use it

the door to magic opened again,
I was in…

[Sometimes the door is in your head,
sometimes in your heart, you can
never tell until you try]

Light Of Pure Life

Went to a shop to look at crystal lamps when my
eyes were caught by crystal lace fabrics perfect
for creating the beautiful gown I always dream
of, formed when I walk in the sea splashing
with my feet till sprays of crystal drops
cover me in silver white layers

I wondered how to make a dress from liquid crystal
to shimmer and shine wherever I went, now having
found the perfect crystal lace my dream is fulfilled –
though my book on Secret Tools for Six-Sensory
Living recommends seeking psychic healing
through the power of crystals

as the only dream worth cherishing; but a crystal
dress seems more attractive to me than people
who try to sell the psychic power of crystals -
only charlatans use these devices - I love
New Age ideas but without evidence of
their success, crystals remain

enchanting symbols representing the beauty,
clarity and light of pure life…

A Few Feet From The Ground

My new sandals are magical, they
change the pavement and tiles when
making contact, making them heave in
sine waves, changing my walk into a
delightful emotional experience

My sandals make the world shine,
change me first into a nymph floating
above, then into a willow waving around in
the breeze while my bewitched feet do
the walking around, I could not stop

Went past the office building a few
feet from the ground, falling in love with
the sensation of breathing deeply with my
thoughts taking an enchanting hold of
my mind, swinging freely

Lost in my dreams…

Dream-time

today you gave your all,
today you took me to the ball
today you took me high and put
yourself on the line, revealed your
deepest dreams, your highest ideals
making a love of your life the happiest
creature on earth and maybe the universe
today I flew with your wings and you
were also the wind that carried us
up into the clouds and beyond
and I thank you with tears of
joy and delight, knowing
you entrusted your soul
to my care...

Live in Your Dreams

While fantasy and daydreams sometimes help to
make reality bearable, sometimes it all goes away
and only bleak reality is left

Right now my reality is a horrible document, my
head sore, stomach upset - all for horrible words
telling a terrible tale and I hate it

But I'm paid to translate it, marching through a desert
of stupidity, no respite in sight until I reach the end –
I have no power left even for games

Nobody understands, all says I am doing it all wrong
I stopped to sing, ended the song until I reach the end
and can breathe again

How are you, what is happening in your reality
or - do you live in your dreams?

A Strange Opalescence

*
Some time before, I always turned back
from the door of total subjective fantasy
since nobody accompanies me on mental
trips, making discoveries, no reason to
turn back again, instead of pulling back
into reality, I just keep walking, love the
expanded awareness I brought with me

Fictitious characters in a lamasery of my
own invention accomplishing everything
mastering meditation, auric vision, astral
travelling, levitation and herb gathering
wearing dark robes enfolding them with
ascetic beauty that ennobles the face
with a mystic grace - ascetic aspect

Of giving up worldly ambition, a strange
opalescence derived from service and
sacrifice, never talking, only chanting for
hours, spirits soaring on sound climbing
higher and bringing about a new state
of consciousness of epiphany in ecstasy
leaving the world of illusion behind

Returning to the origin of the world in the
mind, reclaiming the rightful place of
intelligent energy, crowning the soul
as the vehicle in which to progress
through eternity…
*

An Eternal Unfolding

*

The value of life is not quantity, but
joy - the more joyful live longer, relax,
breathe, be free and romp, let all things
awaken new feelings

Be aware of how you feel, reach for
thoughts that feel good - be open, tuned
in, turned on - the timing of death is always
determined by you

I want to live the miraculous while I am alive
then wave goodbye with a happy sigh, looking
forward to the infinite continuity of self-conscious
awareness – an eternity

To become what I am dreaming about, maybe
I shall realize one dream here below, the rest of
my dreams shall be refined to go into fulfilment for
all the rest of time

An eternal unfolding of every new viewpoint
and each new desire…
*

Receiving Grace

*

Keeping my eyes on inner vision,
my dream of a soft light shining
in another’s eyes, the warmth of
delight after receiving grace

Joy of acceptance and the release
of a life-long sorrow - breaking the
curse of sombre, sad Saturn by in-
fusing Mercury’s brightness

And the moon’s softness into the
harsh despondency of dedication
to duty, calling upon Neptune, the
planet of glamour and illusion

To fill the infinite potential of mystery
with beautiful dreams; confronting the
dark hole in my mind with an arsenal
of magical ideas and mesmerising

Charms, I am alive in the light shining
in another’s eyes, living by grace of the
presence aware of my existence, I am
by virtue of super-consciousness
*

I Prefer Dreaming! 30.06.2009

Everybody is happy – hubby because
the kids are with him in front of the TV -
me because they present the circus I
need to enjoy whatever I’m doing

Tiaan because he likes books and family
who do not require him to entertain all the
time... hubby is thinking about a subject for
Tiaan’s science project - I am thinking

About Tiaan’s dinosaur project - nearly netted
him naught because the teacher said it served
no purpose, proved no point – hubby is thinking
of helping Tiaan to develop a machine

For washing dogs, so practical, so meaningful,
compared to my dinosaur project - nearly had
Tiaan fail the grade; I HATE science with a
vengeance, I prefer dreaming

To reporting – and always WILL!

30 July 2009

Dreams And Snowflake Events

I take dreams very seriously, firmly convinced
that what we long for and desire ardently will
come true, therefore I dream carefully, trying
out all possibilities before committing to
anything

Reality is a watery place and all our dreams
determine the shape in which manifestations
appear; the geometric form of all snowflake
events is provided by our ideals - my aim
is

Dhammananda’s kindness in emotional per-
fection and simplicity in love, polite speech
and gentleness; our dreams refract the light
from the sun...