Our ways

We build our future
With the building stones of the past and present
With each stone containing an echo…

DidiArtist, 08.01.2022

Silent observer

Memories flow with the moment
Like waves on the high sea
Move along the attention
As conscious life
Knowing being
Move like clouds
Like a white sail
Past our inner eye
Fracture of time
Fanned out into past, future

Everything fades
Withers away
Only the moment remains…

DidiArtist, 23.10.2021

Stage of the world

 

 

Our thinking, feelings, deeds
Are a projection, reflection
Backdrop of our lives
Woven past and present
Seemingly make us actors
But are only silent observers
In an interactive illusion

DidiArtist, 29.05.2021

 
 

Consciousness in Being

 


 

Life crumbling
At the edge of the moment
Fading away
Plunges into unreality
Past, losing consciousness

Live throws
Subtel threads ahead
Pulls itself
Up to the morning
The future

Life in the moment
Reality
Centre of being
Experiences itself
In the very present

Journey of consciousness, being…

DidiArtist, 18.11.2020

 
 
 

Making decisions

 
 

 
 

Flooded by the past
Within the orbit of experiences
Gravity of feelings
To define the essence of being

Free will restricted
The echo of old deeds, thoughts
Pyramid-like decisions
That impose themselves, orbit around

Releasing from the buffer zone
Of mind and emotions
To show the next forking path
Building the future

Thin is the bridge of decisions
Choice of heart and mind
To follow the red thread
Where the sun shines

DidiArtist, 09.11.2020

 
 

Story: Buddha rejects present

 

An Excerpt of the book “Morning Talks” by Sant Kirpal Singh

 

 

A man once went to Lord Buddha and began to insult Him like anything. He went on in this way for one, two, three hours, until it got dark. When night fell, he wanted to go away. So Lord Buddha said, “Well dear friend, just tell me one thing.” The man asked what Buddha wanted to know, to which Buddha replied, “If anybody brings some present to somebody and if that person does not accept it, with whom is it left?” The man replied, “With the person who brings that present.” “Well,” said Buddha, “the present you have brought, I don’t accept it.”