Tuesday 5 August 2014

I want to live simply. I just want to be. I want to sit by the window when it rains and ride my horse when the sun shines. I want to read books without being tested. I want to write not because I have something to tell somebody but because I want to say something to myself. I want to stare at the distance without hoping to see anything. I want to listen to my body and fall asleep when the moon is high and stars are shining. I want to wake up slowly with no place to rush off to. I do not want to be chained by the need to earn money or to gain others' respect or any artificial restraints imposed by the humanity. I just want to be boundless and infinite.

Sunday 21 February 2010

Leisure

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Monday 25 January 2010

Have patience with everything
unresolved in your heart and try
to love the questions themselves,
as if theywere locked rooms,
or bookswritten in a very foreign language.
Don't search for the answers,
which could not be given to you now,
because you would not be able to live them.
And the point is to live everything.
Live thequestions now.
Perhaps then, someday far in the future,
you will gradually,without even noticing it,
live your way into the answer.

Monday 16 November 2009

The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to knowwhat you ache forand if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a foolfor lovefor your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...I want to knowif you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been openedby life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to knowif you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to knowif you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,“Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Tuesday 12 May 2009

Snow on the mars - Jane


People say that when you die

Your life spins before your eyes

And you can think quite clearly and surmise

What you did wrong and how to make amends,

By then its too late and the story ends.

And any thoughts you might have shed

And all the things you might have said

Are washed away like teardrops in the rain.
My big idea is to make a moment,

When everyone who ever shares it

Will understand that nothing is solid as it seems,

That reality is just somewhere in between.

That machines and stones and bricks and bones

Have dreams beyond the stars,

That life is quick and young and gone,

Just like snow on Mars.

Wednesday 1 April 2009

CHASING MY OWN TAIL

I was almost human but then something went wrong
I was a human being but then I became a victim
I almost became a human being but then I ran out of time
I was one of two human beings involved in a hideous crime
I was one of three human beings caught up in a mystery
I forgot what it was like to feel human a long time ago
I was set off as a human torch in the eyes of my fellow man
I was human but then it stopped paying of
fI was one of two human beings in love with a third
I felt godlike but it didn't last
I was human but it felt strange to me
It was fun being human for a while till the fun wore off
I was human but then I was in too much pain
I loved a human being once and can hardly believe it now
I saved a human being once but couldn't save myself
I pulled a human being out of the water oncebut it was already dead
I was a human being as long as it was in fashion
I was in the business of being human
I hunted down humans for a living
Act like a human being he cried and then fired the gun
I saw a human being once from a great distance
I wanted to get close to a human being once but I failed
A human being once wrote a beautiful letter to me but
I didn't have the courage to answer it
I watched a human being get away with murder
A human being was singing once and then it stopped
Human beings can be found everywhere yet
I have never really known one
Until you have lost a human being you loved
you can't really call yourself human
A great human being was said to have lived here
I looked in the mirror once and saw something that
looked like a viscous animal
So that's what they look like, I thought
It didn't look half human when they were finished with it
I wouldn't want to be a human being for all the money in the world
Now that 's a human being I thought and then it went for my throat
I saw the most gentle human being the other day
She didn't look at me!