Suddenly!

It happens in a twinkle.

Recognition sparks.

Hope gleams.

Smiles burst.

Treasure!

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*

These little pieces of mirror are used to make the central symbol

on the lower right pane of the Soul Window.

Whole (some)

Too close

to be seen

for all

that

it is.

But
soon
all will
be revealed.

Mission accomplished

Heartfelt intentions

into the waters

rippled out

endlessly

trusting

beyond.

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*

*

*

*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*

Thank You.

Soul Window so far ...

It is simple.

Do you want

the surface?

Or the

Un ...

Fathomable

Explored

Discovered

Known

?

Glimpsing Everything

Image: My tattoo

Tiny detail on the Soul Window

Echo & Reflection

"Today I encountered someone who sounds just like me," Echo said.

Reflection nodded knowingly: "Today I came upon someone and saw deep into myself."

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Detail on the Soul Window:

Seeds of wondrous things to come.

Fibre optics of our being

Detail from 'Bouquet',

an accessory of the Soul Window.

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*

Reflecting internally

and externally.

Communicating

in darkness

with light

so

we can be

who we are

without

lines.

Ripples

Heart stone found in River of Light

dreams of expansion.

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The above images

are small details on the top right pane of the Soul Window:

1. Small heart shaped stone found in Lopinot River

2. Simple spiral etched in white

Inching along

Like a caterpillar.

Not always easy.

All these parts of me.

Every time one moves forward,

every other one wants to catch up.

:

The wings

of my hands

flutter knowingly in the distance.

Crush

This week's Sunday Scribblings prompt is 'Crush'. I wasn't going to do it because I am doing an uninterrupted flow of posts solely for the 'Soul Window' Lamp ... but today I thought I would incorporate 'Crush' into that flow.

To have 'a crush' ...

Does

that

mean

to be

transparent

invisible

unable to hide

in the longing shadow

of unspoken feelings.

?

Or

Is it

to be

clear

light

and

deeply

knowing

in the shadow

of that which awaits

inevitable confirmation

?

Whatever it means

does not concern me.

I would not crush a flower.

I would not crush a butterfly's wings.

I would not use that word

For this.

The First Touch

In the first touch

We come full circle

back to ourselves

as we were

in the very beginning.

Only different.

In the neverending fullness

of this encircling embrace

I am

You are

This is.

Down by the riverside

Under bamboo

bathing

heart stones

skip

ripples

go out

Day: Yesterday

Location: Lopinot River

Purpose: Washing the Soul Window

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*

*

Until words form

Early morning.

Non-existent words.

They cannot say

what this is.

In that dream ...

I pressed myself against a glass wall, facing forward.

Anyone passing on the other side would see me.

It was me, but did not look like me.

Maybe it was you.

I woke up knowing what I had to do.

I did it.

Window to my Soul (mate)

The seven preceeding 'Soul Window' posts were leading to this: the new window lamp I will create.

Unlike the window lamps I made last year (Diva, Serendipity, The Enchanted Forest), this window lamp has not been directly commissioned in the physical sense. But somewhere in the ether, someone has commissioned it.

I woke up one day and knew that it was time to make a new lamp, which of the windows I would use and what, in essence, its theme was to be.

As described here, each window lamp I make is a three-dimensional prayer, made with symbolic intention/intuition based on its theme. This creative intention/intuitive process determines the vibration of the lamp, which in turn determines who/what is drawn to its light and presence.

Soul Window: Violet

Through my Soul Window

Light comes powerfully

illuminating the Unseen
revealing the Unknown

Obstacles fall away

Gates open

Paths clear

Skies shift

making way

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Indigo

Blue

Green

Yellow

Orange

Red

Soul Window: Indigo

Through my Soul Window
Flying to meet you
and bring you
In
In
In
In

Intangible

In

In

In

In
Instinctive
In
In
In
In
Intuition
In
In
In
In
Intimately
In
In
In
In
Indescribable

Soul Window: Blue

Through my Soul Window
I have no words

for you.

Soul Window: Green

Through my Soul Window

I look into you look into me

Soul Window: Yellow

Through my Soul Window
An open invitation
to you
to come

to my senses

Soul Window: Orange

Through my Soul Window I see
Great Love
Inside
Out

Soul Window: Red

Through my soul window
I can see you
Far away right here.

'New' isn't always better

I am one who, if I have a favourite pair of shoes, will wear them until the day they fall off my foot - no matter how many new pairs I buy in that time. I will also wear a favourite shirt or jersey until it becomes threadbare ... and a favourite pair of jeans until my knees cut through them (somehow the right knee always cuts through first - as seen in the below photo) ...



Not that I don't like new things. Some new things are lovely. This new Blogger however is just wonky! It's one example of a new thing that I definitely do not think is better than the old! One minute it's one way (similar to old Blogger but with a few differences) and next minute it's another way. I don't know if any other 'new Blogger' people are noticing this.

When I first switched to new Blogger (having no other option but to do so since one day I suddenly could not sign and there was a message telling me I had to switch to sign in), there were the regular 'old Blogger' things in the toolbar (above where you write a post) ... like the buttons to put your text centrally, to the left or right. So I thought "Oh, new Blogger has the same things as old Blogger now."

As of yesterday, however, those controls are suddenly not there. The controls for changing the colour of text, etc are not there. There is no way of changing font, so I am now typing this post in some kind of default font that looks like a small courier font. These are all the controls that exist: bold, itallics, insert link, insert blockquote, check spelling, insert image.

When I inserted the above image using a Photobucket link (as I usually do) I had no way of putting it in the centre as I normally would have. It feels imbalanced over on the left side of the page.

Hmmm. Oh well. I might as well look at this (hopefully) 'temporary technical difficulty' as a sign for me to 'let go of control' today ... and just let things be as they are ...

Twilight/Dusk

(This weeks One Deep Breath is Dusk/Twilight)

I love how you dress

In your enchanting blue robe

With small stars on it.

v

Today's message (one of them, anyway) ...

Around Christmas I was at the Raj Yoga centre. A friend had invited me to a meditation they were having for a kidnap victim. While there, I noticed little cards hanging on their Christmas tree. When I went closer, I saw that the cards all had lovely words on them (Love, Peace, Forgiveness, Lightness, Wonder, etc.), each accompanied by a short explanation. I asked someone about it and they said the cards are from a pack which they had had available at the St. Augustine Centre (but were now out of stock). I wanted two packs (one for myself, one as a gift), but I didn't know where to get any, since there were no more.

A few days later a friend of mine said to me: "Spec, I saw something today and it reminded me of you, so I had to get it for you!" It turned out to be a pack of those very Brahma Kumaris 'Self Mastery Cards' I had wanted! He had gotten them in the Centre in South (they have them in stock).

The little box contains a set of 66 slim cards, each one bearing one word which is a particular quality or state of being - and a little explanation to go with it.

Every morning after my yoga/meditation I choose one for the day ahead. This morning I got:

TRUST

Having recognized my mastery, I trust myself. I am able with each connection I make, to base it firmly in trust, both in myself and in the one I face.

Rainbow Rescue (video)

Yesterday my friend Glen and I went and attempted to release Rainbow on the grounds of Holy Trinity Cathedral (where the labyrinth is) ... near to Woodford Square, which has many pigeons. It was an unsuccessful attempt. The pigeons which flocked around her cage (as I tossed grains to attract them) were large and black (twice her size). Poor Rainbow shivered with fright at the sight of them, then flew and perched on Glen's bald head ... before battling her way against strong afternoon breezes to settle in the tree.

This video shows our efforts to climb the tree, retrieve Rainbow and bring her back home where she is now ...

'The Wow starts now'

As I write this post, I am thinking of Mac users ... one in particular who, today (as every day now) will most likely be:

(a) breathing sighs of relief and pleasure as she tenderly caresses her new Macbook
(b) chuckling as she looks up from the laptop screen to gaze through the windows of some cosy cafe (the only kinds of 'Windows' she cares to associate with now)
(c) laughing as she remembers (or tries to forget) her pre-Macbook days
(d) sipping hot chocolate and fondly conceptualising her next daily photo
(e) effortlessly surfing the net
(f) all of the above

I must say, it sounds like seamless enjoyment and mobility. This year, when I have the $$$$$ to buy a MacBookPro), I will perhaps begin to understand firsthand what it feels like to be 'converted'.

The other day I was either browsing or looking at TV and the Windows 'Vista' tagline/promise jumped out at me. It instantly reminded me of the name of my blog (which is also Happy Hippy's tagline). Windows Vista's tagline is "The Wow starts Now".

My tagline is "Now is Wow". I suppose the other difference is that Happy Hippy's 'Windows' are lamps, not software.

The words 'Now' and 'Wow' are both short, memorable and they rhyme, so I guess it's natural that people would want to use them for quick phrases, taglines, website names, etc. I've not seen another 'Now is Wow' so far, but I've seen other kinds of Nows and Wows coming together online. Here are two examples from either end of the innocence-and-experience spectrum:
1. this 'creative kid's' site which promises Hot! Now and Wow
2. a more adult site with a different kind of 'hot' Now & Wow

We are reflecting

we are

reflecting

together

yet apart

in silence

in silence

yet apart

together

reflecting

we are

:

slowly

you decide

to move

from

where

you

are

to

where

you

will

be

:

to

me

to

meet

to

merge

:

now

we are

together

in silence

in silence

together

we are

:

reflecting

Smile

People have different things to say about what position to put horeshoes in for 'good luck'. Someone told me once (and I've seen it written), that a horseshoe turned with the open part up (as in photo above) will collect blessings. I favour that reasoning. Turned that way it reminds me of a smile. But then again, you could also say that if the open part is turned downwards that it is showering blessings. I would say it's easier to just think of it as a symbol of blessings regardless of which way it's turned.

The shoe in the photo - I can't remember where I found it. Either in Lopinot (although I think the ones I found there are smaller, as though for donkeys or small ponies) or in England. The horseshoe on my bedroom door is much thicker and heavier and kind of crusty. I found that one near Stonehenge in 2004.

(I haven't got used to putting posts into categories yet. Some posts are easy to find a category for - e.g. Poems or Animals. But what about a post like this. Miscellaneous?)

Goodbyes

(This week's Sunday Scribblings prompt is Goodbyes)

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The other day I was wondering where the word 'goodbye' came from. When I looked it up, I found out that it's derived from: God be with ye. Over time the phrase was shortened to God b'ye ... which eventually became Goodbye ... then simply Bye.

But when we say 'goodbye' to someone, do we really think of it or mean it to be 'God be with you'? Similarly, when we say 'Good morning' or 'good evening' or 'good night' are we actually telling people to have a good morning/evening/night? I think these have just become habitual or polite sayings which have lost their deeper meaning.

What will be different (for the sayer and the receiver) if we part with God be with you instead of just 'goodbye' or 'bye'?

Yes, my Love.

Last night I dreamt I was walking toward a tunnel, intending to enter. The upper edges of the mouth of the tunnel had long icicles hanging from them, like glistening stalagmites. It was a beautiful winter scene. As I drew closer, the mouth of the tunnel transformed, becoming the mouth of a gigantic living shark. The icicles turned into huge, sharp teeth. I kept walking with calm determination, my intention being to enter. As I got closer, the shark's mouth suddenly started to move, ready to consume me. It reminded me of this. But, as the mouth opened wider and contorted, it became heart-shaped. The teeth still fringed it, but I kept walking, unafraid. I knew deeply that nothing would or could stop me. I knew: 'fear' is an illusion and being fearful of the illusion is a waste of energy. This realisation alone made up for and dissipated any fear I had ever felt in the past. I entered. The dream that followed, for what felt like the rest of the night until I woke, was indescribably wonderful.

Package in the mail

This morning I got my Priority Box from the artist Franck Mercedes. I had quite forgotten that I'd written to him requesting one, so I was wondering what it was when the post lady handed me a blue and purple box.

It is a symbolic box with his artwork on the outside and one word indicating what intangible, 'fragile' quality the box holds within. I got PEACE. That always comes in handy ...

(Excerpt from the website): May 22nd, New York, NY -- Franck de Las Mercedes wonders what people would do if they received a box that contained such things. What would you do if you suddenly received a box via mail, labeled “FRAGILE: Contains Hope” ? How would you use it? Would you give it to someone else? Would you sell it? Would you just throw it away? Such a box is exactly what Franck will send to anyone who asks him, anywhere in the world, for free.

Hmmm. I'm not sure what I will do with my box. I think I'll leave it somewhere in a public place for some random stranger to find.

Mirror mirror (a Rainbow update)

Rainbow has discovered a mirror and she sits pressed against it. When I try to pick her up to take her outside, she looks back at her reflection, squeaking loudly ... as though not wanting to be taken away from her new 'companion'. I think (apart from the parents and other siblings she knew before she fell from her nest) it is her first experience of 'another pigeon'. She thinks the reflection is real. Some cats do something similar when they see their reflections. If possible, they reach their paws around the other side of the mirror to touch the other feline. In Rainbow's case ... I can't wait until she can fly well enough to go long distances and find a real companion (not just a reflection).

Nowadays when she is out in the garden, she does a brief bit of flying ... from Point A to Point B (which is usually me). But lately I've started running from her when she flies to me, so instead of landing on my shoulder, she is forced to do a circle and go back to her take off point ... or some other point nearby.

The rest of her time is spent sitting in the sun, spreading her wings and fluffing out, as though tanning. I wonder if she knows she's a bird. When other birds fly over, she jumps with surprise and twists her head to look at them, as though wondering: "What are they doing up there?!"

This evening when I tried to pick her up to take her back in, she actually flew away from me - a short distance. I went forward to her again and she started rapidly padding off in the other direction, squeaking: "I want to stay out here!" It's good that she is enjoying the outdoors and becoming used to it in a more 'grown up' way. But, with the dogs literally licking their lips whenever they see her, she won't be able to stay out on her own until she goes to my nearby friend's garden. She has no dogs or cats. Only rabbits.