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Best Miracle

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Stop looking for a girl/boy-friend!

Now just relax, and send your loving heart out into the universe and let it harmonize with all corresponding loving hearts that are being sent there by the sweet girls and tender hearted boys out there who you didn't notice before, while you were looking for the wrong one.

Now if you pay attention, the right person will miraculously appear before you.. The question is, will you put away your prejudices and accept reality?

Hearts in harmony are much more important than money, or beauty, or sexuality, which, of course, are the primary prejudices.

A loving heart will carry you farther than 1st class tour tickets.
A caring heart will soften the ride more than a Mercedes S350.
A kind heart will earn more rewards than a big bank account.

I would say 'good luck,' but what you need is a miracle, not good luck. So, use your inner love to call for one. Then pay attention. What you need is in the heart of someone who will come into your life right when you need them to. Not necessarily when you want them to.

:wizard:

Angels

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I feel so peaceful today. Why? Just a few days ago I was so angry! How could I be at this point today?

Simple. I always feel a boost in mood when a theory of mine - any theory - gets some evidence that it is true. If you have been reading this blog very long, you know I have some far out theories!

so here is the scenario... Throughout history, there have been told stories of sightings that we cna not explain today. They are put into various theories from mythical, to supernatural, to miraculous. As you may know, I like to tinker with ideas. See if I can imagine what the truth might be, if any. I remember a lesson I did in which a student was - separately - told a story. Then one by one the students went out and were told - one by one in order - the story as they remebered it from the previous student. By the time it got to the last student, very little of the original remained. But core bits usually remained. The little pieces that if left out, would render the story unsustainable. So I guessed that myths, legends, miracles, or other supernatural stories might have a core bit that was truthful, or factual. It was just that the story had been around for so long it was all bent out of shape by human imagination.

Take angels for example. Usually, angels are portrayed as females with wings. I know that this is not 100% the case so don't quibble. Where they 'reside' and why they interact with us are also subject to imagination. I heard a recording - I guess you would classify it as 'New Age' - that described in great detail where angels were and how to experience them. But \\\

As you know, I was upset, and wrote a mood piece here, as well as a blog entry and replies. thanks for your comments by the way.

So what about my theory?

I believe in links between people that are outside this normal physical reality.
These links are powered by love.

What happened?

Friends of mine who I have not heard from for a long time contacted me yesterday. In each case, they brought an experience to me that lifted me out of my depressed mood. Basically, I just felt their affection and warmth, their appreciation of me, their confidence and acceptance in and of me. It was very uplifting, and healing.

I had not contacted any of them. None of them had read my blog. They had no conscious idea how much I needed them. Yet there they were, on the same day, a day that I felt very sad.

I am in a web of love. The Angels are in us all. Our love lets them live in us. Or Their love for us lets us live. I don't know. But there is something there.
Coincidence? Synchronicity? Miracles?

What do you think?

Harmonies Memories Miracles

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The window opened, and I fell through, falling into the whiteness. Sounds roaring from all directions stunned me and confused me. I fell, and fell, and... floated into silence.

I Looked into the dimming whiteness and made out shadowed movement. There were colorless wheels spinning within wheels, within other colorless wheels. Their orbits crossed at seemingly random or coincidental times and places. I saw streams of energy entering the wheels at random moments and from various directions, sometimes in the same direction of the wheel, sometimes counter to it.

I felt pulses or shock wave emanating from the center of the wheels and move past me. The energy within the wheels flowed past me back into the world I had left behind. I looked back and saw it change reality like a prism changes light. I watched it change the world in ways miraculous, and I knew in that instant that it was our love wherein the fruit of the miracle first found sustenance, and set down its roots. Human love was the motivation for everything I could see.

The wheels were vibrating with the energy of our lives, the momentum of our thoughts, the deepest beliefs in our hearts, our reactions to our life experiences, and resonate also to the thoughts and emotions about us within others. I knew then that we were connected in ways deeper than any philosopher had imagined or prophesy had revealed.

I could feel the love of those I had left behind in time and space. I could feel the love of those who had died, years and lifetimes ago. I could feel the estrangement of those I had wronged or whom thought I had wronged them. I could feel the love of those I would befriend in the future! Time and space were irrelevant... Those were purely human concepts. They made no difference. Beliefs mattered. Truth mattered. Hope mattered. Faith mattered. Fear mattered. Fear fought everything, stopped everything, killed everything. Like a mass of ravenous fish it consumed almost everything it touched. Almost. The power of love passed through fear like it didn't exist, leaving a calmness, a peace and warmth behind.

The joy I felt stopped my heart, my breath, my resistance, and I gave myself up to the knowing.

As I died, I felt a breath enter my lungs, and my eyes opened. The room was dark and silent. I lay in my own bed, feeling as if I was floating on a cool cloud. The comforting sound of a light rain murmured and whispered in the leaves on the familiar tree outside my open window. My body felt rested, released, empty. I tried to remember everything. But it was only the memory of memories of... most of it was fading... gone.

But the reality of it remained. It had not been a dream. Then I remembered a face that had smiled upon me and laughed at something I had said, no, something that I would say, sometime in the future: your face.

To a Lady

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I was walking up this rocky path, along the mountain's side.
Then there was lightening, and thunder, and it began to rain.
It was a cold rain and I looked for a place to hide.
The wind got colder and the rain came with stinging pain.

I saw you sitting, quietly murmuring prayers of hope,
so honest, so kind, so open hearted.
That moment lingered and became forever,
and I felt my heart had found its place.
Your face turned up and the clouds departed.
Rainbows kissed your lips, and warm winds caressed my face.

What is love?

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Have you ever been 'In Love?'

Science has dissected 'love' into three (verifiable) fractions:
1) Lust (the craving for sexual gratification), driven by androgens and estrogens;
2) Attraction (or romantic or passionate love, characterized by euphoria when things are going well, terrible mood swings when they’re not, focused attention, obsessive thinking, and intense craving for the individual), driven by high dopamine and norepinephrine levels and low serotonin;
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3) Attachment (the sense of calm, peace, and stability one feels with a long-term partner) driven by the hormones oxytocin and vasopressin.

I can't verify it, by I think love is a force of nature that is responsible for miracles. What goes on in my brain is often misleading, especially to me! I don't think it is any of their business!

But, if the scientists do figure out the chemical nature of love, I still don't believe that they will know what it is. It is the same as saying that a diamond is just carbon.

;-D

Source: http://www.mcmanweb.com/love_lust.htm

Philosophical musing #32

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So I read this little quote:

Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me: Anything can happen, child. Anything can be...`

by Shel Silverstein, in "Where The Sidewalk Ends"

And I thought about it... ==>

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Dreaming

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At first I failed my search for sleep,
and in my bed I tightly curled,
not knowing when a sleep so deep
took me gently around the world.

I thought I heard you calling,
and found my soul, through clouds was flying!
I wondered why I was not falling,
tumbling, screaming, crashing dying?

I could hear a thunder drumming,
and see an angel singing for us.
I just knew my death was coming,
and prepared to join the chorus!

But no! The thunder was inside my heart.
This was a beautiful second chance.
This dream would not tear us apart.
We would continue our loving dance.

I flew down, the wind was howling,
carried by an angel's wing,
down through forests dark and growling,
to alight, a new born king.

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A Busy Heart

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Slow to beat, yet quickening, and then a fall so sickening.

A sunrise' golden glowing, and lovely dreams still growing.

Awake to find a chilly breeze has swept away sweet memories.

What had happened in the night to drop a heart from dizzy height?

A miracle had become a distant dream and desire just a shadow.

Dancing stardust falls to Earth, to die upon the meadow.

Echoes of the beating heart will die before the dreams depart.

In You I trust

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A real love poem by a real friend:

I am just sitting here in this room
All I hear is your beautiful love song
In NY we are alone in a bedroom
We are laughing and talking all night long.

During the days, we venture in the City
We hold hands and we look so happy
We stop in a coffee shop and talk some more
I gaze into your eyes and I swim to your shore.

We come back to the hotel after a great dinner
Again, we sit on the bed listening to your music
You come close to me and you make me shiver
Sweetly you seal your lips on mine, oh pure magic.
We wake up in the morning looking at each other
You hold me in your arms, nothing else matters
I can smell your skin and feel your warm embrace
So securely you hold me and you stoke my face

Suddenly we can feel each other's passion arise
With this gentle kiss I'm looking deep into you eyes
This total abandon I feel in my heart and in my body
I want to be yours, now, tomorrow and for eternity.

On the sixth day, the day before we must sadly depart
Sitting on the bed holding me, looking into your heart
Suddenly we both realize that we cant live apart
Rushing out, heading together for a brand new start.
We found this little place where no one pays attention
All that we want is something to hold us together
A set of very simple rings we both set our eyes on
We pay the man and back to the hotel! Run faster!

We both sit on the bed with a pen an a piece of paper
Taking the time to write down forever and loving promises
On time you stop, come close to me and kiss me deeper
you fill my void with your eternal love and powerful kisses.
After you taking me to this land of pure ethereal ecstasy
I curl next to your chest and feel your strong energy
You suddenly get up and look right into my eyes and say:
Would you please become my wife on this day?

Tears roll down my blushing face and cloudy eyes
My heart knows the answer, do you hear my happy cries?
I am so happy .... Oh yes I am sooo happy to hear
"Of course I'll be yours for eternity" Without any fear!

That night we celebrate and stay up really really late
Talking about a plan to map our new and happy fate
For once in my life I am finally happy and free to be
With the only man I will ever love from now on 'til eternity...

I opened the Door

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I opened the door, and to my surprise,
I was looking into your beautiful eyes.
Your sweet smile let me know that all was not lost.
The winter had ended, there would be no more frost.
The breeze was so warm as it caressed your soft hair.
I was lost in the spell of your love standing there.

Sharing

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Sharing!

An elderly couple visit McDonalds. He orders one hamburger, one order of french fries and one drink.
The old man unwraps the plain hamburger and carefully cuts it in half.
He places one half in front of his wife.
He then carefully counts out the french fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placing one pile in front of his wife.
He takes a sip of the drink, his wife takes a sip and then sets the cup down between them.
As he begins to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them keep looking over and whispering.
You could tell they were thinking, "That poor old couple - all they can afford is one meal for the two of them."
As the man begins to eat his fries a young man comes to the table.
He politely offers to buy another meal for the old couple.
The old man says they are just fine - They are used to sharing everything.
The surrounding people notice the little old lady hasn't eaten a bite.
She sits there watching her husband eat and occasionally takes turns sipping the drink.
Again the young man comes over and begs them to let him buy another meal for them.
This time the old woman says "No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything."
As the old man finishes and is wiping his face neatly with the napkin,
the young man again comes over to the little old lady who has yet to eat a single bite of food and asks
"What is it you are waiting for?"







She answers....






(This is great)







"THE TEETH."

Heartbeats Waiting

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Time walks on, with heated heartbeats, waiting for the coming kiss.
The honey voice, the eyes so shining, fill the mind with dreamy bliss.

The woman's ways, so warm and charming,
like Cupid's arrows, touch the heart.
Her smile enchants, her walk entices.
How'd a girl learn such art?

Imagine wild and steamy scenes
in movies famous for the starlet's acting.
Place yourself within the frame,
and see if you are so exacting.

Learn the ways into the heart,
the smile beneath the flirting glance.
Find the lover waiting there
and prepare your heart for hot romance.

The bowl of cherries awaits your lips,
as kisses from a child.
Walk softly dear with swaying hips,
and let your heart run wild.

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There is a larger picture of Cupid and Psyche here: http://snipurl.com/reqp

Appreciation

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A friend Redredrose said that in cyberlove, appreciation comes before love. I agree. But I think the same is true in the 'real' world as well. I think her blog has given me a better appreciation of what 'Falling in love' means. When you get to know someone over time and gradually bond with them and love them, I don't believe that you can say you 'fell in love with them.' But you love them deeply and know them well.

Falling in love is the emotional response to the personal appreciation you have of someone. It can happen very quickly. You may not know the person very well. But there is something about them that you both value and feel inside. There is a momentum that is shocking. Warmly shocking as opposed to a jump in cold water shocking. Everything they do is more important to you and every new insight into their personality has an important emotional effect on you.

The saying 'It takes two to tango.' applies in loving relationships. Mutual appreciation is a dance well played by two. It is a long process - getting to know someone. On the other hand, falling in love - although best played by two, can be a game of solitaire.

Love Found, Lost, Found

I think all over the world there are people who love, lose love, cry and look for love again. Love is so important to every one. It is also very interesting. Nobody knows when it can happen to them. sometimes it seems very inconvenient. Sometimes it is wonderful. Sometimes it is a tragic love story.

It is also interesting how we can care about someone we have never met. We cry over the death of the earthquake victims, or the children who died in the fire. Yet sometimes we can not care for the one who we loved most dearly.

People have a heart that is touched or broken so easily.

Some people cover their feelings with layers of scars and hope never to cry again. I feel pity for them.

Live life, maybe you will make a mistake. Forget it and live life again. Love is always coming to you if you open your heart.

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So what do I do now?

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Many people waste their time with negative emotions. They seem to - if not actually to enjoy them - at least to revel in them. When they are sad, they are very very sad. When they are angry, they are very very angry... They turn their thoughts inward and kill their dreams or outward and kill ours.

So, someone asked how to do what I advocated in a previous essay. Here is my reply. What is your opinion?

Don't waste your time.
Spend your time learning how to fill your heart with lovely thoughts. Spend your time learning how to shine out your loving thoughts. Spend your time dreaming of finding a lovely mate to live with. Sing lovely songs before you go to bed.
Sing: "Where are you my darling on this warm and lovely night? Where are you my sweetheart? Will you hold me tight?"
Believe in your dream-song. Don't worry about it. Let it float out your window into the world. Your true love is out there wondering where his true love can be. When he dreams, he will hear your lovely song and begin to come to you. Just let it happen. Don't try to control the world. You can not. Just fill your life with love and send out your love to the world. He is out there looking for you too.
Let fate bring you together.
Be happy in your heart!

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There are so many wise things said about love, and the power of love. I think many people don't believe it. What would happen if more people did?

The Act of Creation

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Dear Friends
I have many ideas. Some you will like, while others you will not like. Take your time to understand my words clearly. Don't believe anything I say until you understand the words clearly.
1. The world is not accidental. It is not chaotic. It is not coincidental. Some people believe that the world is these things.
2. Our life is an experience that we have chosen. It did not happen to us. We created it.

Two people who look out at the same night will see two different cities: One will see the beautiful city lights and the excitement of friends going out to have dinner together. Knowing that friends and lovers will meet and have a loving time together makes this person so happy and willing to call a friend to go out to dinner. That person will spend the night happily with a friend.
The other will see a dark and dirty city, a dangerous city where cheaters try to steal your money and young beauties are fucking old men for money. That person will be sad and discouraged. That person will turn away and turn on the TV. They will spend the night sad and alone.

The two people live in the same city, and see different worlds. They live in different worlds and have very different lives. And, it is all because of the way they choose to see reality.

In fact, the city at night is full of friends enjoying each other, as well as cheaters, robbers and prostitutes. But it is your choice to see what you see and do what you do.

If you want a different life, look out and see a different world when you look out the window. Fill yourself with love and happiness. That is the first step. You don't need anyone else to do it for you. You must do it to your own heart. Fill your own heart with love, love yourself, love the world, love life. Let it show upon your face and in your bearing. Let your step be light, your posture upright, your shoulders back, your smile glowing with your new hidden love life. Put on a new set of attractive clothes. Put on a new set of lovely ideas. Put on a new set of possibilities. Then, the world will begin to change before your eyes! You will see new people you never noticed before, and they will see you too!

The possibilities are endless. Come out of your old self as if you were a butterfly coming out of it's winter cocoon. Shine out your new light of love and see who responds. Pay attention! Become the flower so attractive to the bees. They are looking for you now!

Don't be afraid. You are creating a new world. Explore it with joy and wonderment!

Hearts Touching

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I didn't know I was missing you.
Like something I had never tasted,
Your touch lit something hot and true,
a burning that's never wasted.

The light changed to the red of wine,
and your scent filled the air.
I do believe that you are mine:
Such warm affection we now share.

I sent to you a little note,
telling of my missing you.
It was nothing serious that I wrote,
but it was romanic and warmly true.

I am full of affection and memories now,
But they're hiding in the wind and rain.
Take your umbrella if you know how
to shield me from the tears and pain.

Let your candles burn for me,
protect us from the cold.
Sail out o'er passion's wind and waves
before our love grows old.

We can't help bathing in love's pools:
In the dream, it seems so warm and true.
Love tells us to be fools,
and I am waiting to bathe with you.

Out of Phase

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A quick glance into your eyes, and I was lost in your soul.
Before my eyes you changed from the lovely lady I had known into a universal truth.
Suddenly, one moment would last forever. Had I died?
Or had I just been born?
I was gone. Lost in a floating wonderment where time did not stand still, for there was no time at all.
So clever you were to turn away at that moment, and act as if you did not know what had happened.

But I... I was floating in a sea of tenderness and serenity.
Forever thankful to have seen the truth.

What was it you whispered?
No, not you, it was my breath and heartbeat, echoing and echoing again...

How wonderful a moment, your gentleness, your truth...

Now I have learned another lesson:
Time waits for us. For us. You and I.
Forever is not so far away.