Moment of Zen

And a man said, Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.
and he answered, saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's knowledge.
You would know in words that which you have always known in thought.
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.

And it is well you should.
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths, would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.

Say not "I have found truth," but rather "I have found a truth."
Say not, "I have found the path of the soul."
Say rather, "I have met the soul walking upon my path."
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.

-Kahlil Gibran

and so the sun rises

'Dont get lost in the woods because of the trees'

I suppose many will read this in order to attempt to understand the reason I 'tick'. *shrug* Who knows, you well may be able to figure it out, and if you do, please, let me know what you have stumbled upon, because even I have yet to figure out what makes me tick in this world. My thoughts are often random, my intentions often mixed, and my visions something to behold.

Have you ever walked aimlessly without realizing it? Your body's motor memory goes on doing its job 'step right fooot, swing left leg, step left foot, breath, repeat' but your brain is so filled with thoughts and questions that you hardly realize you are walking. This is my life. The constant routine of the body while the mind yearns to run wild. I've never really been able to control my imagination. I find that two things come with this: the first, it fills my mind with creative fuel and an often times wonderful escapse from reality, but on the same hand, the second comes. I find that my vison of reality is ofter smeered like a fingerprint on a camera lense.

I wish to be back in Paris. Something just feels so right in you when you stroll the streets along the Siene or rest at the foot of the Notre Dame Cathedral.

I've just realized something astonishing about myself, I have very few secrets. Things that I have kept from the world for myself. I mean, I have my insecurities, but so does everyone else in this world, and really insecurities aren't secrets. Random additional thought.

hopefully not all my posts will be like this, but, honestly, *laughing* they probably will be.

Oh! and I'm officially obsessed with 'Across the Universe', I cant believe its taken me this long to see this genius piece of work!
The singers are so wonderful but i must say that two of my favorite renditions have to be 'I Wanna Hold Your Hand' and 'If I fell', two beautiful female versions. Julie Taymor is a genius.

Ok, assignment for the day: No matter where you are, whenever you choose, start dancing. no music required except for what is inside your head and just let everything go. forget the world for a bit. its an amazing rush. do it. you'll thank me and the world will appreciate your energy.

There is something about the wind. It carries change, it carries happiness, it carries sadness, it carries the unknown on its wings. I used to fear the wind but now take more note to it than ever before. It whispers guidance, it brings a comforting touch, its there when no one else is. It carries love to others who need it most. I feel a change in the winds, something is coming into my life, but what it is, I am still uncertain. Sure hope to find out soon though, but I will be patient.

Its when you stop searching, that which you've longed for in secret unknowingly, finds you.

peace,

le.prince.rebelle