A sincere compilation of intense and intimate poetry that gently stirs the heart, frees the soul and delights the imaginativVery Touching, Very Honest
A sincere compilation of intense and intimate poetry that gently stirs the heart, frees the soul and delights the imaginative senses. Born from the pure depths of the author’s heart, every word carries a promise of hope and humour, love and dreams that may be seen as a reflection of our own cherished beingness. Such beauty and wisdom. Such delight to read and revisit.
Beautiful serene images illustrate this timeless collection of enchanting poems. ...more
I really love this book so much. The only true way for me to review Siddhartha is to write about how this beautiful book leSiddhartha by Hermann Hesse
I really love this book so much. The only true way for me to review Siddhartha is to write about how this beautiful book leaves me feeling. Here's what I have gleaned.
When we look deeply into something, we are no longer really looking, we are experiencing. It is the experiencing that is us, not us experiencing. We are simply bearers of light bearing the light of awareness. Looking through the veil, through the thin mist of mind, we gaze upon the unseen. In that moment of blissful gaze, there lies eternity. All appearances have their source in pure awareness.
At the moment of our birth, we have no mind, no concept of self. Yet we are already complete, before thought or word. We are entirely without possession. Yet everything is in us. Being without the all, we contain the all, the whole universe in us. Just as the cup is the container for water, so life flows from us and is us. Life is, in all its entirety and splendor, occupying our emptiness, filling our cup, our holy grail, and evermore filling.
When mind is formed through conditioning of other minds, everyone takes and everyone gives and such is life. It is a game, but the content on which we play this game does not enter our heart because we are already the openness upon which we pretend to be. Look right now, more deeply at the world...and there you will see everything but your face. There is space where your face is. We are looking out from a clear, boundless openness, and it is because of no-face that we pretend there is one, and we create a mask to wear, and we call this mask our being, being a person (and person of course, means persona, a mask). And so we are constantly seeking our true self wearing a mask, not knowing we are already what we are seeking!
When we remove the mask, when we stop the game, we see clearly again. Light fills the void. We are the river of life. We see everything stays the same, yet constantly everything is changing and renewing. Everything is flowing...as an aspect of everything else; A tree, a bird, a stone, a cloud... all flowing...all life simply experiencing itself.
Enlightenment is simply the art of being. The art of pure awareness. The art of love. There is no I. No face. Only openness, where everything and nothing are one. The cup and the water, though not together, they are one. And in this openness, we are open to all life. The boundless all. The clear state of being awake. The invisible source of being. Inside you and me, there is peace and refuge. The nameless. The faceless. The perfected. It is our home we never left.
The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious, and The Prophet is a book that draws us into our own mystery, back to our homeland — thatThe most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious, and The Prophet is a book that draws us into our own mystery, back to our homeland — that inner self that recognizes we are all connected, deep down, and this sacred connectedness is the loving spirit that abides in the heart of humanity.
The words of Kahlil Gibran offers sweetness where there is sorrow, and invites us to open our hearts and embrace one another in the dance of life. He speaks of the eternal tides of human emotion and experience and how to find peace where there is trouble. The Prophet reveal to us that happiness is our primordial nature. I love my little book as a friend, as my own family, and I believe The Prophet lives in us all....more
I love a good mystery! The Voynich Manuscript is one of the greatest mysteries of all time. I can't say I have read this bThe book that cannot be read
I love a good mystery! The Voynich Manuscript is one of the greatest mysteries of all time. I can't say I have read this book...no one has, in the true sense of the meaning! It is written in an unknown language, lavishly illustrated, with strange plants, animals and astrological signs. It imbues a timeless essence of 'something.'
The Voynich Manuscript has never been deciphered. I think this is what I like most about it. Voynich is a living mystery, an open invitation perhaps to another world! And on this note...readers may want to also check out THE GARDEN: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/97...