The golden age

The dream of finding eternal happiness, though in another era of time, one you are currently not habitating. You hope, imagine that this particular time and place will give you satisfaction unreachable in the present. The present. What a light word for a heavy meaning. It almost sounds like a gift. Perhaps that's what it is. The present of life, right now, as it is. Take it. But, oh, how we fear it. Taking every chance of escaping the inevitable truth that perfection is simply an illusion. But perhaps even life itself is. I find myself in an undeniable paradise on earth, resting on a chair which resembles a bed, gazing out over the pacific with the most beloved tree of all, the one called palm. Coming here, sadly not for pure pleasure but as much as I can get, I was thinking how wonderful it will be, simply by arriving on this marvellous island. However, it turned out to be not entirely so. Life is not designed to be enjoyable in one place of the earth, and unpleasant on another. This you can't know just by pointing on the map. No. Life can be spectacular everywhere, anywhere, anytime. It can also be enjoyed in solitude or company. The task is to see past this distraction and look life in the eye, and declare it's real nature. It is all about love, devotion and attitude. And anything in life can be magical.

Morning bliss


An evening of life

Tonight, I experienced a true moment of life. It was undeniable, magical and powerful. Like a gigantic rock of energetic force pressuring your chest into your whole existance. Once it has a hold on you there is no escape. This overwhelming emotion streaming over me comes from no other source than pure gratitude. Preparation being done to meet this inevitable faith of mine, I chose the path of selfless giving, the act of appreciation in forms of a bag, chocolate and paper with ink, carefully written and put in an envelope. Reciprocation of the incredibly selfless sharing of enormous knowledge I have recieved over the past months. To say it has changed my life, no doubt for the better, would be an understatement.

My teacher, my hero. To you, I owe it all. Thank you.

True words by Bob Dylan


Another beginning

Nothing is forever
Give me real, give me soul
Set your spirit free
Put your mind under control

The moment is now
So what will you do?
Break the illusion
Explore something new

Do not give in to fear
It will pull you down deep
Instead open up your heart
Wide awake, take the leap

Oh, lovely 60s love

Pattie Boyd and George Harrison


Waste of dreams

I want to push
Get away, get out
The clock is ticking
Your time is now

Throwing it away
Wasting dreams
Bold and kind
Stand up strong

Look behind you
Now walk ahead
Dreams in hand
Run through life