NO HURRY

'Rivers know this:

There is NO HURRY.

We all shall GET THERE som day.'

/ A. A. Milne, WInnie-the-Pooh/

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Maybe...just maybe..behind all the inspiring quotations, cheerful posts, colorful pictures that we post on our Facebook timelines or in other social media platforms, there's actually a calling for a hug, a real conversation, a calling of 'I need you!', 'I need exactly you to ask me how I feel (for real)', 'I need a real tap on my shoulder and to hear that I am doing good what I'm doing, that I'm doing it great and that I can do a lot more!'; Those posts may even cry out 'I really want to do it, but I lack the courage..', 'I need a support!'.. 

'I need you!'

We need each other. For real. Not virtually.

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CARPE DIEM*

There I was - in between the setting Sun and the Moon, under a blooming apple tree where the petals have fallen in the grass like after some festival or ceremony (Life celebration?). Cuckoo was still singing. I didn't try to find meaning in it: the cuckoo was singing..because it simply couldn't sing in any other way..

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If I hadn't gone into the meadow, I wouldn't have known what treasures it holds in itself.

If I hadn't had the right knowledge, I wouldn't have known what to pick up. If I hadn't had the right determination, I wouldn't have picked up anything..But..You only have to have the right determination and dive into the meadow with the right knowledge and, after asking the permission, pick up the right things (herbs in this case). Ask permission? To whom? Am I not the one who has created the world that surrounds me - with my thinking, with the help of my subconsciousness? And what a meadow! How did I create...Forget it! Thank God for it! I believe that we have co-created our surrounding world in that moment when in the favourable conditions, in the right time you picked yourself up and seized the just-popped-up-opportunity. And opportunities are just like in that meadow..plentiful.. Just need to go with the right knowledge, determination, senses..

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When I go to some place, I wander around. To avoid conversations? Sometimes I truly think that words can ruin a lot.. Words put labels on things, give names, tones, puts vast things into narrow frames, words compare things..But everything is as it is, respectively, IT JUST IS!

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I wanted some pictures there, by the pond. I had to capture the beautiful (what is beautiful to whom at what moment?..). When I went home afterwards, I heard frogs croaking behind me. They are laughing! Totally, laughing abut me! And..I must admit, it IS funny..Pictures, pictures, I needed pictures...Carpe diem! (latin).

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There are days like these, when I don't even want to read certain kind of books. Remarque, apart from the half-truths that sometimes inspires me, You also inspire to take some drink, and what good use is of that?...

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CARPE DIEM (latin, Seize the day!).

A NEW DAY..

ANOTHER DAY'S AN ANOTHER CHANCE TO FIND A LITTLE BIT MORE OF YOUR DIVINE SELF.

SCARECROWS. HOME. AND LARKSPURS

Nice songs playing on the radio, then suddenly- an advertisement. Well, let's turn another radio frequency..and again advertisement! Advertisements and advertisements..Brands. Enterprises. Business. Buy. Visit. Join. Be cool and stylish. Identify yourself with things. And lose yourself in them eventually.. hah.

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You know what? I think I'm quite fine with my chaotic being that still hasn't really discovered what it is and that hasn't identified itself with some certain things. I even think that because of this, things in my life are more interesting, and it gives me more freedom and amplitude. EVERY THING THAT I IDENTIFY MYSELF WITH, TIES ME UP A LITTLE BIT MORE.

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I love driving in a car as a passenger, so I can watch the surroundings and my thoughts either.

As I observed, the view outside the car's window on my right was like this: a vast field, further away it was full with birds, closer to me there was just a bare field, but in the middle there was a scarecrow that actually hadn't scared anything away. An unfortunate monument. A monument for the effort to scare something away in order to protect something. I was wondering, how many 'scarecrows' had I built with the same noble goal? If I ever hit on some, I will pull it out and throw it away! I don't need to scare anything away or protect, because I know that I OWN NOTHING.

A bird is sitting on the head of the scarecrow and laughing. It sounds like it's tweeting. But it's laughing..

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It is the time now when bird-cherry-trees are blooming and nightingales are singing. And the weather is cold. The air is fresh and clean. I let it wash away the dusts of anxiety. If I didn't know that I have my home nearby that waits me with it's warmness, I would've definitely lost my peace while standing here, somewhere by the water on some hillock, in the cold and darkness - I would have to run and find some shelter, some food and help. Something makes me think that in the higher, spiritual level, things are quite similar...

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The larkspurs that I had picked up, were giving their sweet aroma. And my fingers were so cold.. But all of this had something magical and special in it..

NO SMARTPHONE, NO WI-FI

      My smartphone broke down some time ago. "All the important data may disappear, while fixing it..". My pictures, my contacts! Oh..But on the second though..Oh, well! Those are only things; the past; forget it! Life gave me another cellphone which I use only for calls and text messages. The feelings when I left the Customer Service center was like leaving a backpack with 10 kg of sugar packages in it. You could even keep the 'sugar', I thought to myself. I will find other sweetness and in other ways.

       Few days later I logged in Facebook to check out whether there were some news or messages for me. None. Oh, what an interesting post I see: "NO-WIFI. Talk to each other. CALL MOM [..]". SO I DID. So I did. Almost immediately I took the phone and called my mom.  Now I have reached this stage in my life - when I want have some meaningful/ serious conversation with someone, I prepare myself to listen in DOUBLE: TO THE PERSON I'M GOING TO TALK WITH AND TO MYSELF. 

       I did not regret any second. We told each other what had happened to us during the time we hadn't talked. And, of course, we started to talk about job..Then in the most serious part of the conversation (where the mind had provoked my heart which was ready to weep any moment) my Mom made a joke about one of the things that was the most unpleasant in this topic.. And what happened next? We laughed for almost a minute without cease. And then? And then again. And again. But wait...was my worry really this funny after all? This laugh was like a Buddha laugh - transcendental, like expressing that all these material worries,- come on, admit it!- are so inessential (You realize it just when You reflect on things while riding the Charles's Wain). Yes, they really can ruin Your day. Probably the awareness of the suffering material things can cause is that makes You to rearrange Your life in order to gradually diminish the influence and attraction to material things hence also diminishing the suffering they can cause. 

      I think it is very essential to diminish these worries about and attachment to material things in order to find Your true self in a more higher and meaningful level..How and how intensely is up to You ..

FASCINATED BY THE MOON

      

      I just love the hour when the Sun passes the baton to the Moon or, in other words, when the Sun is just minutes away from crossing the horizon to shine over other lands, colouring the seemingly fluffy clouds in peachy tones, while the Moon is floating calmly in the yet-light-blue sky like a phosphorous buoy. In this hour I think I'm more fascinated by the Moonlight rather than the Sunlight, although, I know, I know, the Sun should be praised as it is only the reflection of it. Nevertheless, my respect for You, Moon, for being as You are, which makes the light of the Mighty Light reflect on You in a very mysterious way. The flowers from the blooming bushes and trees seemed to embody something from the white and radiant light of the Moon, as well as the Moon seemed to have the scent of these white flowers. 

       Reflecting something GREAT makes Yourself unbelievably great!