28 abril 2010

Earth time and Sky time


Today it's been one year that I have left for this journey, or rather, should I say that I got on the golden thread of The Journey?! A journey which has taken me from the lakes of the Danish Kingdom to the canals of the Netherlands, passing by the deserts of Syria, the Grand Bazaar of Istanbul and the golden dome of Jerusalem.

In one chronological year I have crossed thousands of years of the ancient traditions, peoples and religions. In one chronological year I have experienced in my cells the unmeasurable time of God, Love. In this one year I have been dancing in between the time of Earth and the time of Heaven.

In one chronological year so much has happened that I can't even fit into the hours and days of our conventional calendar. The pace of time has accelerated in times of joy, surrender and truth. And it has slowed down, as if almost to stop, in times of attachment, control, moaning and distrust.

In one chronological year I have flowed in the flow of Yes and have felt the infinite source that responds positively to it. At a point where there are times when it's almost impossible to separate the things which happen on the time of Earth and the things that happen on Sky time.

I wonder then, where lies the line in between each of them. Is it in our minds? Is it in our rules? Is it in the nature of things? Or is it in IT all together?

One thing I am learning...
Love travels on Sky time
Papers travel on Earth time
Intention travels on both Sky and Earth times

2 comentários:

  1. Hey, Tine! It's been a year for me today too! I guess we started at the same point - you went a bit further onward in Earth miles, but we too have had an infinite Journey spiralling and dancing with you on the other levels. I think time and space are something we've dreamed up to really savour in the individual elements - to savour the infinity at each point - to know the joy of discovery while also having everything always.

    Κάλο ταξίδι, φιλία μου! Ριτζ

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  2. tenho uns amigos que chegaram em são paulo vindos do acre (e dos tempos de rio) e ficam se perguntando: quantos meses cabem numa semana?
    voltar pronta pra ir deve fazer os tempos todos parecerem intermináveis, né?
    torço pros papéis serem prestativos contigo.
    e espero outro papo em breve!
    beijo!
    antonio

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