NOT LIKE MY MINORCA SHACK
Trust in Life, life has its own way. Do not try to own or manipulate Life. Life is without beginning or end----fear not.
Life takes on temporary forms called
experiences. What is Life---it is known
by its forms which are transient and expedient, that is a mere expression of Life, not Life Itself. Oh Life, sweet Life, What a mystery!
In the throb like a deep buzzing and mild pin
pricks are felt at the energy level. When there is trust in Life things work
out in a way not to what maybe expected.
Waves seem to be carriers of information.
Sometimes I feel change in a wave of feeling, it is a silent whisper. Waves come to change the landscape and bring
change.
This is the wave of all waves and at the midpoint
between crest and valley is the midpoint of all emanation it is the One that
divides itself in two and so creation begins and ends.
SHACK
I found this in an old ruck sack and it was in a old wood covered small notebook, the notes were scribbled and they were written in the late sixties and early seventies when I wondered around Spain and lived in my shack in Minorca. I write this in June 2017.
No comments:
Post a Comment