as a child, bed time was an entrance into the world of the mind. waiting in the dark for sleep to claim me, my mind would wander, i might became one of the "famous five", travelling in a caravan, high adventure. i admired george, the tom boyish, girl creation of the author enid blyton. strangely enough "the secret seven" never held the same fascination for me! george might well have been my first crush ...
nope, incorrect recollection! my first girl crush was my very first teacher when i started school,at age four(before i could read).
bedtime was this dark, safe place where i learned to travel with my mind.
for many years, i gave attention to god and the size of the universe. to the begining of creation. all things begin, all things end... god created the earth. who or what created the creator? we have our world, our universe. what was there before ... nothingness? what is nothingness? what lies beyond? if all things end, what lies beyond the end? hmmm ...
as i approached puberty, i decided that some questions might have answers way beyond our mortal understanding. it occured to my young mind that if i continued to dwell on these questions ... i might go insane! some mysteries are beyond solving. some questions beyond answers. and anyway, my hormones were fluctuating, there were more pressing matters on my mind.
so where was i going with all this... well, i am on my second reading of eckhart tolle's "a new earth". now there is a man who has given a thought or two to a thing or two! he always challenges me! reading eckhart requires concentration and consideration. i will probably read and reread his work until my eyes no longer see.
i think i have always pretty much understood that "i" was neither my body, my beautiful mind nor my somewhat chaotic thought process. i understood the indestructible essence of energy, the possibility of an immortal soul, the undeniable existence of racial memory and the unfortunate proclivity of man to pass our pain from generation to generation. mr tolle just says it all so beautifully! he reminds me that i am more ...
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" Mary Oliver
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” ~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
"There are too many people, and too few human beings." Robert Zend
"Strength is the ability to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands, and then eat just one of those pieces."