Carousel of the time

 

 

Habits repeat
Day in, day out
Running in a circle
With man: as a hamster in the wheel

Circulations in microcosm
In macrocosm
Circular time
Rotating space

Summer and Winter
Spring and autumn
Return in the spiral
Of time and space

Everything turns, moves
Orbites the silence of being
Twists like DNA
Revives life

Flows back
As Divine Inhalation
No beginning, no end
Breath of eternity

Bent Spirit
Wave of coming and going
Rests within
Sustaining itself

The end drives the beginning
The beginning the end
The play of eternal repetitions
Divine Dream

Awakening in silence
Movements dissolved
Death and life overcome
Oneness flowing

Awakened from Maya, mind, illusion
Separated replicates…

DidiArtist, 09.12.2018

 

 

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Right understanding 7 – by Sant Kirpal Singh

My dear blogging friends,
Here another continued video of the series: Right Understanding – by Sant Kirpal Singh

Good digestion
Didi
 
 

 
 

Dreaming life

 

 

 

We dream our life
In all facets
Spin the thread
Multi-dimensionally

Immerse in the depth
Dream we are awake
Stumble over Illusions
Grasping void

Take us by our hands
Dreaming life together
Virtual matrix
Fed and shadowy life

We enter spaces
Whole Universes
Lose us in echos
On the pulse of time

Separate our being
To taste unique life
Experience happiness
In endless wishes

Chained to attachments
We carry heavy loads
Fall victim to them
Deceptive promises

Deeply we sleep in this world
Not knowing we are sleeping
We dream our life
To be alive

Time to be awake
To leave own reflection
Shadow matrix
To live real life

DidiArtist, 08.08.2018

 
 

 

Path of truth

 

Truth may diviate so much
Of how we understand our world view
That it would trigger a shock in us
Would we really see the truth
As it is

At once our whole conception of the world
Would be upside down…

Therefore: development is necessary
“Seeing is believing!”

May we all advance
On the path of truth

DidiArtist, 30.03.2018

 

Crack in time and space

 

Our world separates
Day from night
Good from evil
Love from hate
Big from small
Hot from cold
Poor from rich
Stupid from clever
Greed from generosity
Matter from spirit
Values from opposites

This crack
In our world
Is our duality
Is Maya in our mind
An outer appearance
Merged with our senses
Is illusion
Separating us
From the whole
From Oneness

DidiArtist, 07.05.2017

Dream and Reality

 

 

We create our dream
And call it reality…

DidiArtist, 10.03.2019

 
 

Home

 

Can one feel the music of this word?
Is our home the place where we live?
Is it the village, the town?
The state we live in?
The planet we live on?
The solar system our residence?
The universe our home?
The dimensions and multiple universes?

Our true home is not in this world
It is our Father’s home

The soul is singing
Home, sweet home
Reflecting in the tears of eyes
Trembling within divine music
Vibrations like ripples
Sent out to touch home
From the market of this world

Yearning arises
With homesickness
Vibrating voices
Near and far
Penetrate the heart:
My children come home, come home

We are in this world
But not from this world…

DidiArtist, 28.05.2018

 

Missing foundation

 
 

 
 

Life: weaving dreams

 

 

 

Life creates, unites, renews
Flows into the abyys: night
Returns: in dawn of light
Like breathing waves washed ashore:
Coming and going, day and night

Life unites, renews
Gathers prepared spirits
A journey on the rope
Of time and space
Morphing dance

Life renews
Dies and lives
Between moments
Weaves the dream
Of being

Dreams split
Give birth to
Breaking senses
Separate awareness
Opens vistas

Collective dreams
Life and death
Beyond time and space
Silence in eternity
Release: – reality, duality…

Spins the thread Illusion…

DidiArtist, 01.08.2018

 

 

 

Happy or/and Sad

 

 

Is the purpose of life
To be happy or/and sad?

Or is it to be neutrally happy
Detached from the tentacles of the mind?

To detach us from I and mine
To surrender to Him and His?

To walk in the will of God
To become One with Him?

As long there is I and mine
We are separated from the Ocean of Oneness…

Then we only sit in the boat
Of happiness and sadness rotating…

The boat of I and mine…

DidiArtist, 25.06.2019

 
 

What was first…

 

 

What was first?
Chicken or egg?

– 0r –

Mass or energy (binding energy)?

So mass is energy
And energy is mass

Together something beyond
Our binding seeing, thinking, perceiving
Beyond imagination…

From Oneness
Into relative conditions separated…

DidiArtis, 21.06.2019

 
 

Seeing the world through a smoked glass

We see only
What we want to see…

DidiArtist, 19.12.2016

Restless mind

 

 

 

Questions and answers express
Separation from Oneness

DidiArtist, 18.05.2018

 

 

Wind of eternity

Wind of eternity
Touches the heart
Morning dew
Hidden silence

Light coats the eye
with rays of sunlight
Inner journey
Embracing meeting

Time flows along
From heavenly mountains
Metamorphosis
Kaleidoscopic Life

Thoughts are splitting
Waking up illusions
Into unreal films
A break of the middle

Wind of eternity
Untouching touched
Dancing in the heart
Kidnapped by the light

DidiArtist, 26.03.2013

Man – like a chameleon

 

What colours do we adopt?

The colour of pride?
Of happiness?
Of love?
Of hate?
Of humbleness?
Of egotism?
Of peace?
Of anger?
Of compassion?
Of sexual desires?
Of unattachment?
Of dependence?
Of greed?
Of independence?
Of darkness?
The colour of light?

We adopt just this colour
According to the reaction of our mind…

However, we are not mind and body
We are a collective consciousness
Drop of the Ocean beyond beginning and end
Connected to each other in this “higher Self”

Colour of life and light

DidiArtist, 22.06.2014

 

We are not the body

 

The body is like a shadow
And the man runs after it
Blind of the light behind…

DidiArtist, 19.10.2014

 

Without identity

 

 

I don’t have my own way
Because what I am,
Is not my own

It is borrowed life
God-given
Lives outside as ego, mind

Takes own ways
Drinks from the straw of power
Wants to rule, wants to be itself

Is proud of itself
Looks in the mirror
Shows its personality

But nothing belongs to me
Since everything is God
Nothing, but God

Should I belong to myself
Then I am in bondage to my ego
Following the voice of my mind

Emptiness carries me
Its abundance
To be His soul

Only you, oh God, you are
Everything else is a phantom
That separates me from you
(That separates You from you)

I live in this storm
Of All and Nothing
Sirens of the mind, of being me.

Voices that invite, tempt
Wanting to dye me
Into the glue of the mind

No, I am not existing
I do not have an identity
It is You who dwells all within me…

It is only You…

DidiArtist, 12.02.2019

 
 

Holographic world

 

 

A crack through dream and reality
Separates day from night
Good and evil, light from darkness
Leaves traces of opposites

Devides life and death
Along time and space
Mirrors in itself:
Birth of endless creations

Fragmented perception
A permanent break in being
Between All and Nothing:
Walking time pearls in eternity

Galaxies expand
Exhale stardust
Devine breath:
Heart-beat of the universe

Devoured in living dreams
As sparkling parallel-worlds
Bubbles of spaces
Appearing out of nothing

Stars sing a song
Song of unity
Connected with everything and nothing
Beyond all cosmic cracks…

DidiArtist, 10.02.2019

 
 

Shadow plays

 

 

We are like shadow plays on the wall…

DidiArtist, 09.10.2018

 

Right Understanding – Sant Kirpal Singh

 

Dear blogging friends,

Today I want to share with you some really profound words about “Right Understanding”
For you all a heart-felt greeting
Didi

 

 

Yogis leave the world, Rishis, Munis leave and the Sant who is sent by God leaves the world, but the Param Sant (God Himself) never leaves… …with Him we must come in contact.
 
 

What are we?

 

We are the break between opposites
Sit with our chair in-between
We are life and death
Morning and evening
Thoughts and words
Silence and noise
Good and evil

Weaving duality…

DidiArtist, 08.03.2018

Changing views

 

 

 

Often we do not see the things in the world
With the eyes of our heart
But through the eyes of our fluctuating mind
Couloring it according to our present conditon

DidiArtist, 05.01.2019

 
 

Houses of mirrors

 

No beginning, no end
In the journey of a circle
Glimpses of moments frozen
Snapshot of the time

Faces dragged along
Between unborn seconds
Fading, mutating life
Mirrored in itself

Perforated being dropping
Through infinity, empty eternity
Painting illusions, crazy dreams
In the core of senses

Questions open increasingly
Losing in echoed answers
In a circle of endlessness
A loop in the mind

Living fragments play
In the wind of change
Anchored in itself
Kaleidoscopic pulsation

Mirrors mirror mirrors
Live in themselves
Bridges of dimensions
To cross each other

Should we dare to see
What is behind
The mirror of the world?

DidiArtist, 16.03.2012

 

Illusive

 

We all are servants
Of a great illusion

DidiArtist 15.10.2015

 

Through which glasses do we see the world?

 

If our glasses are pink
All we see is pink

If our glasses are smoke-coloured
The whole world appears as smoke

What kind of glasses we bear
Is a reflection of our condition…

Is a facet of decption, illusion
From the well: clouded gaze

However, if we do not wear glasses
We are beyond good and evil…

Let us rise
Above these worlds…

We are in this world
But not from this world…

DidiArtist, 05.03.2017

 

Prison and freedom

Own road under construction

How can we be free
When we block ourselves
With roads under constructions
Yet covered by doubts
With rocks of laziness
Placed among unwillingness
Keeping us away
From our right way
In search for freedom

Bars around us
Barbed-wired borders
Prevent us to enter
Ways of light and truth

We sit in a prison
With our mind – self-created
Believe there is no other way
Remain in stolen hopes

We search for truth outwardly
Rely on illusive senses
In separation, divided objects
Open other doors of the jail

Stumble in those rooms
Declaring them as clean
Yet breathe imprisoned air
Dust taking seat in our thoughts

Living roads pave the path
Open inner doors, ways
Along sincerity, honesty
Hansa-bird – leaving the cage…

With love in its beak
Building the eternal nest
Change-proved devotion
Flight of etnerity

DidiArtist, 25.06.2018

Virtual reality

We observe and experience our world
As our own projection

DidiArtist, 12.01.2017