~ The Colour of White ~
~ Sjelens frydefulle stråler kan oppfattes
hvis du vender oppmerksomheten innover
Du kan få slike syn ved å øve opp sinnet ditt
til å nyte tankenes vakre landskaper
i det usynlige og uhåndgripelige
Riket i ditt indre.
Søk ikke lykken bare i vakre klær,
rene hus, utsøkte måltider, myke puter og luksus.
Slike ting vil stenge lykken din inne bak det ytres fengselsgitter.
Fly heller over tankenes grenseløse rike
ved hjelp av din forestillingsevne.
Der kan du skue utover
de høye lengslenes ubrutte fjellkjeder
og bli inspirert til å forbedre
deg selv og andre ~
Paramahansa Yogananda
~ We Have To Remember That Our Origin Nature,
Is Not As Human, But As Spritual Creatures ~
Julie Werner Copyright
~ De stykkevise tingene skal forsvinne,
de fullkomne ting skal vare.
De første er timelige,
de siste er evige.
Det er ikke bare de materielle tingene
som er fragmentariske.
Det gjelder også vår kunnskap
og vår forståelse av tilværelsen.
Bare kjærligheten vil fortsette.
Den varer evig.
For Gud selv er kjærlighet ~
Tollak B. Sirnes
~ everything that you say spins in a circle and every one is affected by the strength of it,
and falls into it.
they all see themselves as the part of the circle born through you,
thus they all are you shall be-come you.
and everything and every one that is conncected to you
and is born into your circle of swirling energy is the creation of your thoughts and words.
by them using your words they spread your seed all throughout,
and what ever was is and will be soil for that thought and word will grow the seeds you sowed once.
love you ~
From my friend .X
~ Truth Answers To No One ~
Julie Werner Copyright
~ Beauty is that which attracts your soul,
and that which loves to give and not to receive ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Frelsen består i at Kristus kom til mørkets verden i Jesu skikkelse
for å fortelle menneskene at de hadde guddommelig natur,
og at menneskets ånd gjennom denne kunnskapen kunne vende tilbake til lysverdenen.
Menneskene var lysgnister som ventet på befrielse fra jordlivets bånd
for å gjenforenes med lyset ~
F. Gnostisime
The Poet
~ He is a link between this and the coming world.
He is a pure spring from which all thirsty souls may drink.
He is a tree watered by the River of Beauty,
bearing Fruit which the hungry heart craves;
He is a nightingale, soothing the depressed
Spirit with his beautiful melodies;
He is a white cloud appearing over the horizon,
Ascending and growing until it fills the face of the sky.
Then it falls on the flows in the field of Life,
Opening their petals to admit the light.
He is an angel, send by the goddess to
Preach the Deity's gospel;
He is a brilliant lamp, unconquered by darkness
And inextinguishable by the wind. It is filled with
Oil by Istar of Love, and lighted by Apollon of Music.
He is a solitary figure, robed in simplicity and
Kindness; He sits upon the lap of Nature to draw his
Inspiration, and stays up in the silence of the night,
Awaiting the descending of the spirit.
He is a sower who sows the seeds of his heart in the
Prairies of affection, and humanity reaps the
Harvest for her nourishment.
This is the poet , whom the people ignore in this life,
And who is recognized only when he bids the earthly
World farewell and returns to his arbor in heaven.
This is the poet, who asks naught of
Humanity but a smile.
This is the poet, whose spirit ascends and
Fills the firmament with beautiful sayings;
Yet the people deny themselves his radiance.
Until when shall the people remain asleep?
Until when shall they continue to glorify those
Who attain greatness by moments of advantage?
How long shall they ignore those who enable
Them to see the beauty of their spirit,
Symbol of peace and love?
Until when shall human beings honor the dead
And forget the living, who spend their lives
Encircled in misery, and who consume themselves
Like burning candles to illuminate the way
For the ignorant and lead them into the path of light?
Poet, you are the life of this life, and you have
Triumphed over the ages of despite their severity.
Poet, you will one day rule the hearts, and
Therefore, your kingdom has no ending.
Poet, examine your crown of thorns; you will
Find concealed in it a budding wreath of laurel ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Alt du ser, er i det indre,
selv om det synes å være i det ytre.
Det er i din fantasi.
Denne forgjengelighetens verden
er bare en skygge av den ~
William Blake
~ as i gaze at you
i see the best of me
passion's fire and
Love's desire to free
all i've kept hidden
deep within my soul
for that one moment
i would awaken whole
and fully alive
to worlds inside of me
created by exploding
stars and shared openly
to fill the emptiness
of space with the divine
truth beauty and grace
i see reflected in your face
and i feel raptured
by an angel's embrace
with soft wings lifting
me from misty realms
of dreams of what awaits
me in heaven's kiss.
as i gaze...
copyright. jim cole 01.09.2008
~ Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone ~
John Keats
~ Kanskje vet du hva det vil si å brenne ;
Stå i et flammehav, og vite at denne brannen gjør all ulykke til aske,
og bare lar sannheten stå tilbake.
Å, ingenting er så velsignet som en slik ild ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Dere var født sammen og skal være sammen for bestandig
Dere skal være sammen når dødens hvite vinger legger seg over deres dager
Dere skal til og med være sammen i Guds tause minne
Men la det være avstand i deres samvær
Og la himmelens vinder danse mellom dere
Elsk hverandre, men gjør ikke kjærligheten til et bånd
La den heller være et bevegelig hav mellom deres sjelers kyster
Fyll hverandres begre, men drikk ikke av ett beger
Gi hverandre av deres brød, men spis ikke av det samme brødet
Syng og dans og vær glade, men la den andre få være alene,
Slik strengene i en lutt er adskilte, selv om de skjelver i den
samme musikken
Gi deres hjerter, men ikke i den andres varetekt
For bare Livets hånd kan holde om deres hjerter
Og stå sammen, men ikke altfor nær hverandre
For templets pilarer står adskilte
Og eketreet og sypressen vokser ikke i hverandres skygger ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Om jeg taler med menneskers og englers tunger
Men ikke har kjærlighet
Da er jeg en lydende malm, eller en klingende bjelle
Om jeg gir alt det jeg eier til mat for de fattige
Og om jeg gir mitt legeme til å brennes
Men ikke har kjærlighet
Da gagner det meg intet ~
~ Tiden var opphevet og mitt eget jeg utslettet,
jeg var i en tilstand av nåde.
Alt var sansninger av en lykkestrøm som jeg tok imot uten motstand ~
Ferdinand Finne
~ Let thy soul lend its ear to every cry of pain
like as the lotus bares its heart to drink the morning sun ~
The Voice of the Silence, H.P. Blavatsky
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~ En strøm av vibrasjoner fanget meg inn i et kraftfelt
Rommet forekom meg fylt med en oppladet energi
En åndelig, dirrende energi
Fred, stillhet og ro ~
Ferdinand Finne
~ The most beautiful people we have known
are those who have known defeat,
known suffering,
known struggle,
known loss,
and have found their way out of the depths.
These persons have an appreciation,
a sensitivity and an understanding of life
that fills them
with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern.
Beautiful people do not just happen ~
Elizabeth Kubler Ross
~ Bim ar thoir an comhartha
Scaoileas m'anam saor
Caithfidh mo chroi a bheith glan
Roimh siochan theacht chum
Ni leanfaidh mo Bhrn
Is bim sasta le mo ghra
Guim comhartha chabhreoidh liom
M a chomhlionadh
Bim ar thoir an comhartha
Scaoileas m'anam saor
Caithfidh mo chroi a bheith glan
Roimh siochan theacht chum
Si an ghaoth do ghuth
Si an bhaisteach do dheora
Grian, do chroi ar las
Do spiorad mo shlanu ~
~ lover of my soul
guarding secrets
yet untold
throughout the eons
our love unfolds
i stand before you
with open heart
another life
another start
let us never again part
reveal the truth
to the world i know
and in compassion
let us all grow
together.
lover of my soul...
copyright. jim cole 02.19.2007
~ I search for the sign
That will set my soul free
My heart must be pure
So that I can find peace
My grief cannot last forever
My love will be fulfilled
I pray a sign will help me
Be all that I can be
I search for the sign
That will set my soul free
My soul must be pure
So that I can find peace
The wind is your voice
The rain is your tears
You burning heart
And spirit is my salvation ~
Secret Garden
~ Such souls
Whose sudden visitations daze the world
Vanish like lightning
But they leave behind
A voice that in the distance far away
Wakens the slumbering ages ~
Henry Taylor
~ Nattsommerfugler flyr inn
De kretser rundt lyset, kretser og brenner sine vinger
Slik er det også med den som søker å bli opptatt i lyset
Men lyset selv bestemmer når det skal skje ~
Ferdinand Finne
~ Let me
O let me bathe my soul in colours
Let me swallow the sunset
and drink the rainbow ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Et nytt bud gir jeg eder,
at I skal elske hverandre;
liksom jeg har elsket eder,
skal også I elske hverandre ~
Johannes 13:34
~ No human relation
gives one possession in another
Every two souls
are absolutely different
In friendship and in love
the two side by side
Raise hands together
to find what one
cannot reach alone ~
Kahlil Gibran
~ Carpe Diem ~
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