Esther: Ajna Temple

Esther (Book 2 of Waldmeer – 2nd Generation)
Chapter 13: Ajna temple

Perched on the cliff, Ajna Temple was the masterpiece of Prana Community. The dome-shaped temple was built by Bob Owens and community members thirty years ago. Bob always said that the special energy of the temple came from a carefully-orchestrated consecration by his guru. The consecration was focused on the large, round, black-granite linga which was front and centre of the temple. Linga is the Sanskrit word for a sacred symbol of Divinity. It is believed that lingas develop their own specific power to heal and transform. 

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The Four Horsemen

This short article is from Love, Devotion, and Longing which is currently ranked on Amazon U.S. as:
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Spiritual teacher and psychiatrist, Dr Thomas Hora, spoke about the galloping evils of the Four Horsemen as being envy, jealousy, rivalry, and malice. They are quick, escalating, powerful, and a real danger for the unaware. The driving force of hatred will, most likely, be one of these horsemen. We do not have to invite them. They are an inevitable part of human interaction, and all the more so if we are successful in some area. Although we cannot stop them, we can wisely sidestep them. Knowledge is safety.

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Healing and Creating

Here is my meditation for healing and creating. Meditation is not some new-age mumbo-jumbo for ungrounded people. True meditation is intelligent, humble, and powerful. It means to become consciously alive and well – to heal our body, to clear our mind, and to free our spirit. In this way, we reduce (and often eliminate) our problems and we have the deep satisfaction of living in an ever-evolving, connected, and creative way.

The Human Experience

The Love of Devotion
CHAPTER 4: THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE

Spiritual awareness transfers into our human experience as loving and satisfying relationships, rewarding and remunerative work, trouble-free health, and so on. Good manifests in our human life in creative and unbounded forms. All levels of being harmonise and flow into the expression of goodness and grace. Continue reading “The Human Experience”

The Idol Maker – poem

I do not know who
is the maker of the idol
but there it was, alive and well,
this thing I so desired.

A little time, a little more,
the idol was not so sweet.
It showed its wear, its shine was dull,
this thing I so admired.

The idol which deceives
is an idol weaving dreams.
It surely will delay
the coming of the day.

Fall, it must,
for an idol is a lie.
The treasure it would seek
becomes the wind-borne dust.

Fear not its death; a troubled tear,
a sleepless night, the idol breaks apart.
But in the morning, clean and white,
the idol leaves no mark.

From Strange Words

Together: Touched

Chapter 39: Miss You

Amira was admiring a different generation of sweet peas. This lot were winding up the footpath railing and onto the front doorsteps. They seemed to be singing a soft, repetitive song. Tell him you miss him. Tell him you miss him.

After a while, Amira caught on and replied, “No, I won’t.”

Tell him you miss him.

“No, he’s married.”

Tell him you miss him. Continue reading “Together: Touched”

The Space Between Us – poem

Mind the space, so long endured,
it’s best for our protection.
I hope it’s true, for if it’s not
a thousand loves have I betrayed.

Look closer, dear,
a voice it sings as if it was a lullaby.
But if I heed it may become
the lure of my demise.

In fear, we come together
seeking a place of refuge.
In fear, we keep the space
lest our refuge become our captor.

The moments of sweetness
so easily discarded
when danger calls from
the abyss between the two.

Do not push away love’s hand
in punishment for what it cannot give.
Together, we bypass the gap
which is as deep as it is old.

Forget the chasm
so jaded with angry dreams.
Our fear is empty-handed.
Love’s hand has room for the other.

From Strange Words