WELCOME !


WELCOME to Mira's merry maze of mirrors and miscellaneous mumblings . We are mirrors for each other. Through you , I come to know myself. Without you , how can I know the places in me that are unkind and invisible ? You bring me to myself. THIS IS MAY NOT BE THE WHOLE TRUTH but it is an aspect of the truth as Miramaze continues to live simply in the rhythm of her soul.



Friday, 7 October 2005

My second post on BCUK


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Feels like a strange sort of day. What do I feel ? Melancholy ? A sort of sadness. I start by affirming:
" I release the perceived failures of all my
yesterdays in the profound hope for all my tomorrows."
Hmmm feeling a bit low today, which is only to be expected after the many "highs" and joyful moments I've been experiencing recently. What goes up must come down, eh ? Even as I write this and acknowledge the " down " it begins to change.
This being human is a like a guest house , says Sufi mystic and poet Rumi :
" Every morning a new arrival.....
....A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all !
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honourably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight."
So .. bring it on chaps ! I'm ready for ya .. give it all you've got ! Yes ...melancholy is good too. So now I am allowing the feelings and breathing through them.
My home is in a mess, needs cleaning ; laundry needs doing too, papers need sorting ; in short , lots of practical organising and physical activities that I am not too fond of.
Best get on with it .
Blessings of peace and goodwill and happiness to the hundresds and thousands and millions observing Ramadan . During Ramadan , Muslims fast from first light until sundown,abstaining from food and drink.
Now abstaining from food I can understand , but water ? Nahhh that can't be healthy.
" Camels do it all the time " my Muslim friend in Marocco tells me .
" Ha ha .. but I am no camel" I tell him. My padding does not readily quench my thirst.
Still ,t he fasting during Ramadan is regarded principally as a method of self purification. Good on ya , chaps and chapesses.Itis said that by cutting oneself off from worldly comforts, even for a short time, a fasting person gains true sympathy with those who go hungry as well as growth in one's spiritual life. This is very noble. Does this include kisses and cuddles ? I ask
" No" says my middle- eastern friend.
" Yes " says my Moroccan friend.
So .. who to believe ?
Who is right ? Who is wrong?
I must say , I don't believe in either right or wrong. There are just actions and consequences of actions , That's it.
Right , off in into the bowels of the earth I go to get my laundry. All signs of passion in the sheets washed away *sighs". Another sad thought ! lol
But .. I also know that nothing ever leaves without something else taking its place.
So , tonight I sleep alone.
A good thing .. I had black bean stew with brown rice and broccoli earlier .. rich in iron and vitamins. Good for you. See - you can indulge when sleeping alone . :DD:roll: ;-)
Ahhh emoticons .. lovely .
TTFN, blog and bloggers .. hasta la vista !

Friday, 30 September 2005

My first post on BCUK , My dream last night


My dream last night

My first blog here. mmmmm .. and I appreciate my right to write. Writing is fun . I don't don't know what I will write here until I have written it. Hopefully it will be something memorable or probably memorable mumblings and ramblings.
First , a dream I had last night ; I have an audience with the Pope ( !!! ) I am there with others, to receive a diplomas .
The pope, is surrounded by his assistants and body guards; men in suits.
I am the first to go up and receive my diploma from the hands of his holiness who hands it to me - it is poster size. Then ,he collapses. His assistant and I pull him up to his feet ,but he seemed to be dying and appears to die in my arms. I remember thinking " I've not had anyone die in my arms before " and it feels like an honour ....
Anyway , as it turns out.. he was not dead.One assistant drags him over to one side and facing a window he starts to do something to his third eye. I see then that the pope is not dead, he's still allive .
Next, I see a coffin .. I think they are trying to put him into this coffin , but all the while he was not dead ..strange .
Also in this dream are the Swedish King and Queen - not the real ones , but their look- alikes ... going around trying to fool people and entertain
them.

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