The quieter you become, the more you are able to hear.
Baba Ram Dass
On a dark, moonlit night most of natures's floral offerings excuse themselves from the diligence of the day and nod off to silent slumber, releasing their daytime rigors and replenishing their energies in anticipation of the first break of dawn. But there are several verdant beauties that choose to blossom instead in the velvety night, stirring under the exquisite luminescence of Mother Moon.
Casablanca Lilies, Moonflowers, Cereus and Night Blooming Jasmine are some of these nocturnal angels. And, it seems, in choosing the blackness of the evening boulevard, they display to us a special wisdom in their enterprise. These moonflowers, cereus, lilies, these jasmine choose the quiet of the night as their daily point of departure.
They do not engage with the clamor and bustle of the day. Rather, they await the peace and tranquility of the night tide and, in this gentle ambiance, they quietly attune themselves to the senses and sounds surrounding them...
the whisper of the wind,
the hooting owl,
flitting fireflies,
wandering spiders.
They feel the majesty of the moon sailing in the sky.
Intuitively, they embrace the knowledge and wisdom which are crossing their paths rather than attempting to dispense it themselves.
As always, Nature continues to gift us with metaphors of a life well-lived. Is there a "night blooming jasmine" in your heart waiting to guide you to the beauty and knowledge and wisdom you have been too busy to see?
The quieter you become the more you are able to hear.
Marie Helena
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The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.
Henri Bergson
Quantum
physics tells us that our consciousness constructs what it is we see
before us. Therefore, what we are willing to conceive of and entertain
is what we will experience.
Do
you wish to stand before a landscape of beauty and vibrance?
Do you
wish to see individuals generously sending and receiving love in every
moment?
Do you wish to sense Divine intelligence treasuring all of
creation?
What are you prepared to comprehend?
Is it the gift we have been given to live in this magical playground on
earth?
Is it the exquisite design of nature and all of her
inhabitants?
Is it the beauty of every human heart which has the
potential to see the world through eyes of love and feel the happiness
this brings?
Can you still dream your
child-self's dream of being loved so deeply and so dearly that
everything you encounter and experience is a gift for your journey?
Marie Helena
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Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm.
Winston Churchill
Our boy Winston has an epic concept there...ardent,
passionate, towering, rhapsodic energy that completely sustains itself
as we move in life from one adventure to the next. No matter the
quest. Irrespective of the outcome. With no expectations.
ONLY the exuberance of the tinkering and imagining of our intellect.
ONLY the pleasure of our senses dreaming the possibility and then experiencing its manifestation.
ONLY the heart deciding to embrace, decline or defer what has revealed itself in the process.
ONLY the stray, crucial threads emerging which lead us to our next, personally satisfying cutting edge conception.
ONLY THAT.
After writing this description of the JOY of the JOURNEY I'm ready to don a cape and fly off on yet another adventure for who does not want to play the detective, the dreamer, the magician! The
ever fervent seeker of how things mysteriously circle back to us for
our pleasure when we have consciously let them roam free to find their
connections in the corridors of our heart!
The SECRET to sustaining the life force which always embraces the excitement, the joy AND the turbulence and tumult of the journey is the knowledge that we exist for the purpose of EXPLORING this magical playground designed to provide us with whatever we can dream.
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto thee!
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee!*
Marie Helena
*lyrics from Beautiful Dreamer by Stephen Foster
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image of Andrea Bocellil from sonbab.deviantart.com
Andrea Bocelli by sonbab
The Voice of an Angel...Andrea Bocelli...
my go-to place for heart connection!
Italian tenor and singer/songwriter Andrea Bocelli is
a very important part of my morning ritual. I am not by nature a
morning dove...rather a night blooming jasmine. But when this jasmine
awakens to (very slowly) acclimate to the morning, Bocelli's music is
what begins the process of my energizing.
I've
been listening to and loving Bocelli for quite some time. His voice
connects with my soul and though I studied a little Italian in
preparation for a beautiful encounter with Firenze several years ago,
the fact is I do not understand what this impressive tenor is singing.
And it makes no difference to me because it is ONLY the words I do not understand.
The FEELINGS expressed by his beautiful voice ARE the MESSAGE and they SPEAK to me. And they do MORE than that...they vibrate with the sweep of my heart.
And I am mesmerized by this vibration...it SUSTAINS me. This impulse tells me it is my HEART that is designed to direct the music of my life...not my intellect (though I dearly love to exercise it).
I believe this is true of everyone.
In some individuals
the heart may be sleeping...hibernating...because of unhealed pain,
protecting itself from life's countless and often unpredictable
adventures. But the desire to FEEL is a human need we all share.
And the OPPORTUNITY to feel and to have the feeling RECOGNIZED is a Gift of Life.
The Divine Universe
is unendingly creative in the way it sends its messages to us. Just
this morning I realized I had received another tapping of this awareness
a few days ago when I attended a planning meeting in Florida with David Webber, Chief Operating Officer of Practice Technology, Inc., who commented to me that he always reads his email for the FEELING of the writer, not for the words.
It is not the words of Andrea Bocelli that affect me so profoundly. It is the WAY he sings those lyrics. And it is not the words of an email that David Webber "hears"...it is the message of a heart.
Is your heart vibrating with emotion? Have you given yourself permission to feel this primal longing? And do you "hear" the HeartSounds of everyone around you?
Marie Helena
