Oct 18, 2011

Listen to your heart

Sit still for 15 minutes and meditate. Some people ask me how to meditate? Well, there is not only one way, but for starters, just sit down, take deep breaths, concentrate on your breath if you want to, feel every muscle of your body and let the thoughts go. If you can't run away from your thoughts, it's ok, just accept and embrace them naturally until they go away. Do you have only problems in your mind, things that you still have to do today or tomorrow, some place you have to be? Wait for it do disappear until you feel comfortable. Or maybe you don't. If you can't free yourself from the heavy burden that is in your mind, then it's time to ask questions.

I mean, really ask yourself apart from that huge clutter, what it is that makes you happy, that makes you smile? Has it been a while since you felt a long pure state of happiness in your heart or that you burst out in authentic laughter during the day without having to hold back.


I feel like this man's world is rushing and we rush with it without asking us a very important question: Why do we rush? Why not slow it down a notch or why not move into a different direction?

I want you to put your hand on your heart, take time to feel your heartbeat and after a while when you feel comfortable start talking to her. Ask your heart, how she feels and if you can do something for her. Sometimes we neglect our heart for a long time, but yet like a mother she still gives us the energy to continue every day no matter how much we fail her. Because she loves us. 

And like a mother, all she wants is for you to love her back. Just once in a while show her that you do, too. Take time to listen to her caring whispers and her silence will become audible.





Oct 17, 2011

Poem What it is



It is madness
says reason
It is what it is
says love
It is unhappiness
says caution
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It has no future
says insight
It is what it is
says love
It is ridiculous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love.”

(Erich Fried)

Oct 5, 2011

For a last time

For a last time,
I've put my hand on my heart
seeking for its warm voice
to cover my soul in its blanket.

For a last time,
I've felt my heartbeat
vibrating in soothing waves
between my sorrow and god.

For a last time,
my heart whispers
I love you, dissolving forever
into the eternal ocean of the one.

Oct 3, 2011

Poem from "Before Sunrise"

Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Lodged in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?