‘Everything around me solidified,’ I recited my last night’s meditation experience to my mentor. ’It was as if in the entire creation held only me and my bedroom. Nothing else had form, nothing else seemed to exist anywhere.’ She’s a small woman, my spiritual mentor. Very humble, very human and has her own quirks, but… Continue reading My prison break
Author: Helen
Sleep with love
Yesterday a lady, an esoteric practitioner told me a story about a client who hadn’t been able to sleep for several nights after one session with her. As if some part of the person had become awake and didn't want to fall asleep again. It felt like a horror story to me.How can one function… Continue reading Sleep with love
Bad human day
Some days I feel I'm a gift to mankind. Other days I'm not sure if I even exist. Sometimes I'm so loving it's borderline awkward. Other times you could cry me a river and I couldn't care less if I tried. Today I'm just a joke. I'm learning Spanish and getting pretty good at it.… Continue reading Bad human day
Inside job
‘Caress yourself, slowly. Feel into every piece of you that you love. Perhaps the softness of your hair or the skin on your cheek. Or the feeling of pressure underneath your feet or how gently your tongue rests at the roof of your mouth. Feel into everything you love about yourself and bring it alive…’… Continue reading Inside job
Experiment of freedom
There was a dream and then there wasn’t. As soon as I woke up, I forgot all of it. Still, I grabbed my notebook and wrote down three sentences: The concept of free will is a factor of the ego. Any act of freedom leads to pain. Love will set us free. The what? I… Continue reading Experiment of freedom
Death and peace
This year is ending and another one, perhaps an ominous one, is arriving shortly. Last week, I've heard so many predictions of doom for the world at large that it's made my head spin a little. I agree with some of it. As always, there will be changes. Both for better and for worse. Personally… Continue reading Death and peace
Purpose of pleasure
The bench was made of wood and by the greyish cracked texture, had been there for a time. It was placed on top of a small hill, overlooking the sea its waters shadowy from a cloudy day. A mild wind was scraping at the water surface, creating a rippling effect. As I took my seat… Continue reading Purpose of pleasure
The Ego and the Spirit
Who am I? The eons-old human question – who are we? Naturally, we are the ones that know our name, title, geography, sex, our list of positions and achievements. But aren't these just a tiny parts of us? A label, a medal, a happenstance.Who is aware of all that we are? I can be aware… Continue reading The Ego and the Spirit
We all belong
Right before bedtime, I sat down to meditate. The bed was right there, promising a nice long sleep full of pleasant dreams, but I felt restless. As if it wasn't time yet. As if I had to finish something before I slept that night. Nothing came to mind, so I sat down and took a… Continue reading We all belong
Did I win?
We set out for the race, all three of us on horseback. The finish line was twenty long units away and we were all prepared to grab that trophy. I looked down at the gleaming tack of my chestnut mare, full of power to carry me all the way. We can win this, I thought.We… Continue reading Did I win?
Well of Peace 