Whooohooohhh!! I feel like this.... Dit is al jaren één van mijn favoriete mantra´s. Met deze mantra verbind je je met je Hoger Zelf, je goddelijke leraar ♥ Oh my Beloved
Kindness of the Heart Breath of Life I bow to You And I'm coming home And I'm coming home And I'm coming home And I'm coming home Ong namo guru dev namo (repeat chant) Oh my Beloved Kindness of the Heart Breath of Life I bow to You Divine Teacher Beloved Friend I bow to You again and again Lotus sitting on the water beyond time and space this is Your way this is Your grace Ong namo guru dev namo (repeat chant) this is Your way (repeated) this is Your grace ONG NAMO, GURU DEV NAMO Is the Adi Mantra, tuning one in to the higher self. Ong is "Infinite Creative energy in manifestation and activity". ("Om" or Aum is God absolute and unmanifested), Namo is "reverent greetings' implying humility, Guru means "teacher or wisdom", Dev means "Divine or of God" and Namo reaffirms humility and reverence. In all it means, "I call upon Divine Wisdom". "Stel je voor: Een vrouw en een man, beiden omgeven door een gouden aura. Het is een schitterende, stralende krans van licht, die vanuit de zonnevlecht komt en zich naar alle kanten meters ver voorbij het lichaam uitstrekt. Ze zijn allebei even stralend en raken elkaar. Door middel van dit gouden licht staan ze voortdurend in contact met elkaar, waar ze ook zijn, wat ze ook doen. Ze verlichten elkaar, ze voeden elkaar, ze máken liefde, letterlijk. Dit doet hun aura stralen met een ongelooflijke pracht..." Barry Long - De Love Tapes ♥ Please take the time to read the two poems below: “If you want to change the world…. love a woman” and “If you want to change the world……love a man” which I have found truly moving and I hope you do, too!
♥ If you want to change the world… love a woman-really love her. Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense. Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen. Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing, every winged one, every furry and scaled one, every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one, every not yet born and dying one… Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life. If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough. If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet, you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her. If you want to change the world… love a woman-one woman beyond yourself, beyond desire and reason, beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and variety and all your superficial concepts of freedom. We have given ourselves so many choices we have forgotten that true liberation comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire and burning through our resistance to Love. There is only one Goddess. Look into Her eyes and see-really see if she is the one to bring the axe to your head. If not, walk away. Right now. Don’t waste time “trying.” Know that your decision has nothing to do with her because ultimately it’s not with who, but when we choose to surrender. If you want to change the world… love a woman. Love her for life-beyond your fear of death, beyond your fear of being manipulated by the Mother inside your head. Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her. Say you’re willing to LIVE with her, plant trees with her and watch them grow. Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty, by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess through your adoration and devotion. If you want to change the world… love a woman in all her faces, through all her seasons and she will heal you of your schizophrenia- your double-mindedness and half-heartedness which keeps your Spirit and body separate- which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Self for something to make your life worth living. There will always be another woman. Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars, trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire. Man doesn’t need any more choices. What man needs is Woman, the Way of the Feminine, of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing, of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots strong enough to hold the Earth together while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin. If you want to change the world… love a woman, just one woman . Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel. Love her through her fear of abandonment which she has been holding for all of humanity. No, the wound is not hers to heal alone. No, she is not weak in her codependence. If you want to change the world… love a woman all the way through until she believes you, until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion, her wildness have returned to her- until she is a force of love more powerful than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her. If you want to change the world, lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs. Lay down your inner war, your righteous anger and love a woman… beyond all of your striving for greatness, beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment. The holy grail stands before you if you would only take her in your arms and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy. What if peace is a dream which can only be re-membered through the heart of Woman? What if a man’s love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine is the key to opening Her heart? If you want to change the world…love a woman to the depths of your shadow, to the highest reaches of your Being, back to the Garden where you first met her, to the gateway of the rainbow realm where you walk through together as Light as One, to the point of no return, to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth. ~Anonymous~ ♥ If you want to change the world love a man; really love him Choose the one whose soul calls to yours clearly who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid Accept his hand and guide him gently to your hearts blood Where he can feel your warmth upon him and rest there And burn his heavy load in your fires Look into his eyes, look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment And let it all go Feel into his ancestral burden And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you Let him melt in your steady gaze And know that you need not mirror that rage Because you have a womb, a sweet, deep gateway to wash and renew old wounds If you want to change the world love a man, really love him Sit before him, in the full majesty of your woman in the breath of your vulnerability In the play of your child innocence in the depths of your death Flowering invitation, softly yielding, allowing his power as a man To step forward towards you…and swim in the Earth’s womb, in silent knowing, together And when he retreats…because he will…flees in fear to his cave… Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms Hear their gentle shusshhhed whispers, calm your frightened girls’ heart Urging you to be still…and wait patiently for his return Sit and sing by his door, a song of remembrance, that he may be soothed, once more If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him Do not coax out his little boy With guile and wiles and seduction and trickery Only to lure him…to a web of destruction To a place of chaos and hatred More terrible than any war fought by his brothers This is not feminine this is revenge This is the poison of the twisted lines Of the abuse of the ages, the rape of our world And this gives no power to woman it reduces her as she cuts off his balls And it kills us all And whether his mother held him or could not Show him the true mother now Hold him and guide him in your grace and your depth Smoldering in the center of the Earth’s core Do not punish him for his wounds that you think don’t meet your needs or criteria Cry for him sweet rivers Bleed it all back home If you want to change the world love a man, really love him Love him enough to be naked and free Love him enough to open your body and soul to the cycle of birth and of death And thank him for the opportunity As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods Be brave enough to be fragile and let him drink in the soft, heady petals of your being Let him know he can hold you stand up and protect you Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch you Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him Encourage him, feed him, allow him, hear him, hold him, heal him And you, in turn, will be nourished and supported and protected By strong arms and clear thoughts and focused arrows Because he can, if you let him, be all that you dream If you want to love a man, love yourself, love your father Love your brother, your son, your ex-partner; from the first boy you kissed, To the last one you wept over Give thanks for the gifts; of your unraveling to this meeting Of the one who stands before you now And find in him the seed to all that’s new and solar A seed that you can feed to help direct the planting To grow a new world, together. ~Anonymous~ ♥ Met dank aan Tom Lesscher voor deze prachtige gedichten! |
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Precies 10 jaar geleden startte ik 365 Dagen Liefde...
...een wonderlijke reis die me veel heeft gebracht. In 2022 ben ik aan een nieuw Liefdesavontuur begonnen.
Ik schrijf waarachtige verhaaltjes over wonderlijk leven in gekke tijden, beleefd door mezelf sinds de dag dat ik werd geboren, op mijn nieuwe website De Avonturen van Daphne Geniet. Ik neem je met alle liefde mee op mijn ontdekkingsreis naar jezelf. Kom je mee?