Ecstatic Poem

The poetry of ecstatic moments fills the heart with joy – embrace life as a gift of self-care

Writing is Prayer

Franz Kafka Walking in the grace of an open heart and empty mind powers the creative wheel that transforms the clay of experience into a vessel for receiving revelations. Devotion to words has no preset requirements, simply self-awareness and willpower. Yearning to express one’s inner world permeates infinite variations of human experiences. But why pick …

The Soul is a Seed

The human soul is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has its pearls too – Vincent van Gogh The other day I watched a mated pair of eagles soaring above the sea and felt my spirit drawn out into the air to join …

Connect to the Infinite

The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural and wonderful existence. It is nothing but love and emotion; it is the Living Infinite. Jules Verne Mathematicians say there are infinite numbers between 0 and 1, and a bigger infinity between 0 and 2. And scientifically minded people would say all the atoms in the …

Oceanic Soul

There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath. – Herman Melville A while back I found a large bone on the beach. After studying it for a few hours I determined it was from a whale, specifically it was a …

Manifest Your Own Myth

Don’t be satisfied with stories of how things have gone for others. Unfold your own myth. – Rumi Satisfaction is not guaranteed in life. There is no way of knowing how things will turn out, but a person must understand themselves before they can be satisfied. Many people go through life trying to buy happiness …

Joy of Solitude

Uncontradicting solitude / Supports me on its giant palm; /And like a sea-anemone /Or simple snail, there cautiously / Unfolds, emerges, what I am. – Philip Larkin My spirit is revitalized by solitude. As the poet said there are no contradictions. It is simply my unrestricted mind roaming in seclusion. Perhaps that it why I …