In France, we celebrate Saint Valentin on 14th February.

Happy Valentine, Jussara.

Love and Peace for you and all Beings

truth at its core

Truth is a wildfire, it consumes the void, melting away the shell of ego.

Truth is a tidal wave, crashing against the walls of denial,

washing away the soil that is untruth,

cleansing the spirit of the blackened hand.

Truth is an earthquake, swallowing the foundation of all evil.

Forever entombing the wicked ways of a human culture gone mad.

Truth is the hurricane battering down the illusions

that man thinketh makes him the ruler of the universe.

Truth is the tornado that spins the web into being by bringing death,

but also life.

Truth is the sunrise, the start of a new day full of the truth that so

permeates the universe, manifested in the hearts of all.

Truth is in the eyes of all that is life,

it is the reflection we see in its heart.

In death there is life and in life there is death.

basic natural truth.

~ Adrian Sepulveda

truth at its core II

This is the truth. Humanity is an animal,

born of this earth in the womb of this universe.

Forever being born into a living sacrament within the web of life.

To be equal, no more, no less. To live in a unique way,

 but that way forever to be lived,

immersed and embedded as just another subject

in the sacred web of being.

Humanity having been nourished thru this biological,

ecological, spiritual umbilical that is basic natural truth

as all other beings have done since the beginning of life itself.

From this way life has brought forth gorgeous manifestations of itself

and we see this thru all the diverse complex ways of being that surround us,

in and out. Everything lives, everything dies.

Nothing will stand outside these laws. Basic natural truth.

~ Adrian Sepulveda

walking in a sacred manner: for the love

for love of the universe...of this world...of this life...of family...of her...of me.

I do it for life. I do it because i know who and what i am.

Because i do not just love myself.

I do it because when you can see and live in the pathway...

it becomes responsibility and duty to do the right thing.

Because in this world their right and wrong is wrong no matter what.

I do what i do because i love to be loved by everything...

the flowers, bees, the grasses and trees...

i love the wind and the rain...the way the sun warms my skin.

I love to know i am part of it all...making me whole!

I know that by simply being there is a chain reaction...

good medicine flowing in and out...to spread like wildfire...a cultural wildfire...

So in order for me to live...to simply be...the love has to flow...

the realization that we are connected to everything...my love grows.

Wow...a thousand times a day i become that which becomes my thoughts...

I am not man apart...i am man immersed, with respect and honor...

in place...in this sacred place. Nothing is object...stands alone...

when you see something you see everything...

the bee is nothing without the flower, without the soil,

without the rain, without the sun.

This is why i do what i do...

because everything is connected, everything is a deep basic natural truth.

My life falls in place...place knows me...there is reciprocity.

I know my blood belongs to everything...my love is everything.

There in the deepness of the natural community...

the spirit that moves thru all things...is the heart of all that is.

Thats why i live the way i do...loving everything at once,

all the time...open my heart in acceptance of what is.

I do it to stop the clearcuts, stop animal abuse, to stop mass enslavement,

stop the inhumanity...if i can do this within myself, then so can everyone else.

I know love doesnt imply pacifism...

i love life more than enough to defend and die for that which nurtures me.

I live in this world...with this world...I live in whats hapenning now.

Place is identity, i am everything this place is...i am everything every place is.

I live for the love of the universe, of this world, of my fellow beings,

the tribe...of her!.....

By Adrian Sepulveda

Great poem, Nada I like it +++.

Love and Peace for you and all Beings

Are you searching for the river of your soul?
Then come out of your prison.
Leave the stream
and join the river
that flows into the ocean.

~ Rumi

"There is a space beyond right tinking and wrong thinking : this is where I join you." (Rumi).

Love and Peace for all Beings

Lovers of wisdom, protect your minds from feelings of pleasure, and engage them in spiritual wisdom.

Avadhut Gita

Say, I Am You
I am dust particles in sunlight.
I am the round sun.

To the bits of dust I say, Stay.
... To the sun, Keep moving.

I am morning mist,
and the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
and surf on the cliff.

Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral reef they founder on.

I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.

The musical air coming through a flute,
a spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.

I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
the evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.

What is, and what isn't.

You who know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.

-  Rumi

Thanks +++ Eva

We are One.

Love and Peace for you and all ings

This is a very important practice. Live your daily life in a way that you never ... lose yourself. When you are carried away with your worries, fears, cravings, anger, and desire, you run away from yourself and you lose yourself. The practice is always to go back to oneself.”

~  Thich Nhat Hanh

Thich Nhat Hanh is a great master !

thanks for his quote, Eva.

Compassion, Love and Peace for all Beings

…in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is estinguished or forgotten…

Entrance into wood, by Pablo Neruda

With scarce my reason, with my fingers,

with slow waters slow flooded,

I fall to the realm of forget-me-nots,

to a mourning air that clings,

to a forgotten room in ruins,

to a cluster of bitter love.

I fall into shadow, the midst

of things broken down,

I look at spiders, and graze on forests

of secret inconclusive wood,

I pass along damp uprooted fibers

to the live heart of matter and silence.

Smooth substance, oh drywinged rose,

in my sinking I climb your petals,

my feet weighed down with a red fatigue,

and I kneel in your hard cathedral

bruising my lips on an angel.

Here I am faced with your color of the world,

with your pale dead swords,

with your gathered hearts,

with your silent horde.

Here I am with your wave of dying fragrances

wrapped in autumn and resistance:

it is I embarking on a funeral journey

among your yellow scars:

it is I with my sourceless laments,

unnourished, wakeful, alone,

entering darkened corridors,

reaching your mysterious matter.

I see your dry currents moving,

broken-off hands I see growing,

I see your oceanic plants

creaking, shaken by night and fury,

and I feel leaves dying inwards,

amassing green materials

to your desolate stillness.

Pores, veins, circles of smoothness,

weight, silent temperature,

arrows cleaving to your fallen soul,

being asleep in your thick mouth,

dust of sweet pulp consumed,

ash full of snuffed-out souls,

come to me, to my measureless dream,

fall into my room where night falls

and incessantly falls like broken water,

and clasp me to your life, to your death,

to your crushed matter,

to your dead neutral doves,

and let us make fire, and silence, and sound,

and let us burn, and be silent, and bells.

"When we are not honest, we are cut off from a significant resource of ourselves, a vital dimension that is necessary for unity and wholeness."

~  Clark Moustakas

Thanks for this wonderful picture and the inspiring quote.

Love and Peace for all Beings

Every thought you produce, anything you say, any action you do, it bears your signature. You are like a candle. Imagine you are sending Light out all around you. All your words, thoughts and actions are going in many directions. If you say something kind, your kind words go in many directions, and you yourself go with them. We are transforming and continuing in a different form at any moment.  

~ Thich Nhat Hanh

Thanks +++ for this last post, Eva.

I'm happy to be a little but bright candle in the middle of so many.

Love and Peace for all Beings

I am so small I can barely be seen.
How can this great love be inside me?
Look at your eyes, they are small but they
see enormous things.
Rumi ♥

Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.  

- Thich Nhat Hanh

Love and Peace for all Beings.

for all of you, my dear friends.

Love and Peace for you and all Beings.

If anyone speaks ill of you,  

Praise him always.

If anyone injures you,  

Serve him nicely.

If anyone persecutes you,  

Help him in all possible ways.  

You will attain immense strength.  

You will control anger and pride.  

You will enjoy peace, poise and serenity.  

You will become divine  

— Sri Chinmoy

Thanks Eva ;_)) for inspiring us so profoundly ...

Love and Peace for you and all beings

I smile like a flower not only with my lips but with my whole being for I am alone with the King and have lost myself in him. At dawn your flame seized my heart but left behind my body. I will shout and raise havoc until you come back for me tonight. My Beloved, do not let anger estrange my heart be generous, invite me to your feast. Let no one be deprived of the joy of your company.
Rumi ♥

Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet

- Thich Nhat Hanh

Without communication, no real understanding can be possible. But be sure that you can communicate with yourself first. If you cannot communicate with yourself, how do you expect to communicate with another person? Love is the same. If you don't love yourself, you cannot love someone else. If you cannot accept yourself, if you cannot treat yourself with kindness, you cannot do this for another person.  

- Thich Nhat Hanh -

Thanks for your so true last post, Eva.

We are One, so the way we treat oters and ourselves is the same ...

Compassion, Love and Peace for all Beings.

~ Those who know don't talk...those who talk don't know ~

Tao Te Ching ~ Lao Tzu

All we need is Love ...

Love and Peace for you and all Beings.

THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS  

When despair for the world grows in me  and I wake in the night at the least sound  in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,  I go and lie down where the wood drake  rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.  I come into the peace of wild things  who do not tax their lives with forethought  of grief. I come into the presence of still water.  And I feel above me the day-blind stars  waiting with their light. For a time  I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.  

— Wendell Berry

When I feel despair surounding me, I look around me and I see Nature, Faith and Grace covering me with sweetness and light ...

(Maui - Hawaii)

Love and Peace for all Beings.

"Le verbe aimer est difficile à conjuguer : son passé n'est pas simple, son présent n'est qu'indicatif, et son futur est toujours conditionnel."

JEAN COCTEAU

Yes, Jean Coteau was a marvelous and "acute" man.

Love and Peace for all Beings.

"Never take the advice of someone who has not had your kind of trouble."  

- Sydney J. Harris

So true, Eva.

Have a great day, Eva !

Love and Peace for you and all Beings.

LoThree verbs that are well combined,
are light bulbs in our way -
"Learning", "Serve" and "cooperate."
♥ Three attitudes require much attention -
"Analyze", "Fail" and "complain."
♥ Give three rules of conduct never regretted -
"Helping" with the intention of good, "Silence" and "Opinions"
phrases of kindness and encouragement.
♥ Three guidelines will keep us invariably in the right direction -
"Helping without distinction", "Forget all evil" and "always work".
♥ Three positions should avoid in all circumstances -
"Curse", "order" and "Destroy".
♥ We have three values,
once lost, can never be recovered -
"The time that passes," "Opportunity" and "spoken word".
♥ Three sublime programs unfold before us,
revealing to us the glory of the Higher Life -
"Love," "Humility" and "Good" spirit. "
♥ May the Lord help us, because, in our necessities,
always follow the three rules of blessed salvation -
"Fix in us what we dislike in others."
"We support each other."
"Loving one another"e and Peace for you and all Beings

thanks you all, ladies , for the beautiful poems and for the greetings.
eid mubarak to the Muslim ones among us, happiness to all of us, and all the best.

Never give up thinking: It is possible

Never say again: I will never

Always remember the good actions

The good thoughts

Good hearts beats everywhere

What is good?

For example, when vengeance no longer exist in our mind...

Vidám szép derűs napokat kivánok, minden kedves Tagoknak

Thank you Herczeg.

Love and Peace for you and all Beings.

I've been looking for a long, long time,

for this thing called love,

I’ve ridden comets across the sky,

and I’ve looked below and above.

Then one day I looked inside myself,

and this is what I found,

A golden sun residing there,

beaming forth God’s light and sound.

~ Rumi

Stardust

Stardust is
the hardest thing
to hold out for.
You must
make of yourself
a perfect plane—
something still
upon which something settles—
something like
sugar grains on
something like
metal, but with
none of the chill.
It’s hard to explain.

— Kay Ryan
from The Niagara River

  Kay Ryan

“Build a House for men and birds.
Sit with them and play music.
For a day, for just one day,
talk about that which disturbs no one
and bring some peace,
my friend,
into your beautiful eyes.”

- Hafiz

"The Concourse of the Birds" -  by Habib Allah.

The hoopoe bird, center right, dictates to the other birds the way of the Sufi path.

In My Sky At Twilight

In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud and your form and colour are the way I love them. You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips and in your life my infinite dreams live.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet, the sour wine is sweeter on your lips, oh reaper of my evening song, how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon's wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice. Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love, and my nets of music are wide as the sky. My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning. In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

- Pablo Neruda

"Lovers of Vance"  (1957) -  Marc Chagall

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”

Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

Art by Sandra Bierman