Awakening to Fire

‘The Law kills The Love and The Love kills The Law. What kind of beings should we be in order to love unconditionally? Only the divinity in us can love in this mighty way, and when we actually manifest that kind of love, then our humanity has been swallowed by our divinity, by our eternity.

I remember a conversation with one of my former friends, and I was telling her that love means sacrifice; love means to give something unconditionally; and I recall her responding to me that this is stupidity, not love. This is the level of “humanity” that we have achieved.’

Awakening to Fire

Advertisements

The Bruised Lines

The bruised lines

In the palm of my spirit

Show a violent healing:

A bleeding cornucopia

of wounded forgiveness, burning compassion, and refreshing truth.

A tired, purple eye.

But a saved one.

Is watching me from behind the black-red curtains

of my personal history.

My fiery transformation.

One moment: an earth maggot.

One moment: a majestic butterfly.

I owe my becoming to the abyssal pain.

To the abandonment.

To the betrayal.

To the misunderstandings.

To the Judas.

Without them, my wings would’ve been too short.

Now, I bleed.

Now, I open my wings.

Now, I fly high.

Now, I heal.

Plenary.

Awakening to Fire

‘Motto: “Power is of two kinds. One is obtained by fear of punishment and the other by acts of love. Power based on love is a thousand times more effective and permanent than the one derived from fear of punishment.”

I’ve started to have a different approach on life. On everything that is happening to me that I can’t change. On everything that hurts. Instead of fighting it, I accept it. I embrace it.

Instead of crying to God, in bitterness and agony, I say a prayer of gratitude.

I give thanks for everything, for every single thing that there is. After this act, I find my inner peace. It’s essential for my personal healing!’

Awakening to Fire

Awakening to Fire

What will change you, and what really makes the difference is Perspective. The way you look at yourself, your life, and your experiences will determine your defeat or victory.
I suggest that you see no enemies, in life. Even if you have some. Keep your energy clear. Do you know why? You need to see things in a way that empowers you.
For me, the only really enemy is my own attitude. ‘If there is no enemy within, the enemy outside can do no harm.’
‘They are not the enemy. They are helping you, and you must pay the debt of gratitude. Everything and everyone helps your ascension. There are no enemies. If you are divine, you have no enemies!’

Awakening to Fire

Memento Mori

I said, ‘before I die, I want to become my Real Self’. But the struggle is really powerful. 
These shadows, these doubts, these evil whispers in my ear – make me feel weak. And confused. 
And I’m running, and trying to hide the real me. They would never accept who I am..
-But, if they can’t accept you, the way you are, without the mask, are they worth it, that’s the question.
-…
-See, you have to learn how to accept yourself FIRST. Their affection is just a bonus! The real deal must come from you..
-It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.. This death. This resurrection. This BECOMING.
-Yes, but it’s worth it!

Awakening to Fire

‘To purify ourselves – a divine task. To let love flow freely: this is a divine task! It cannot be accomplished by weak people, by people who are afraid of pain. It can be accomplished only by the most powerful ones, those who have awakened to their true nature, their divine identity! Can I align myself with who I am? Can I align myself with my divinity? Can I push my humanity in my eternal dimension of being?

To be able to embrace all shadows with the knowledge of who you really are – this is the secret of existence! To be able to embrace the darkness in you and the darkness in others and the darkness in existence – this is a privilege of The Plenary Being. To be able to love yourself and others, despite all the darkness, is a divine act, the root of healing! To know that in the midst of all you are a victor – this is the ultimate equation of existence!’

Awakening to Fire

Strangers

Motto: “Nothing is stranger or more ticklish than a relationship between people who know each other only by sight, who meet and observe each other daily – no hourly – and are nevertheless compelled to keep up the pose of an indifferent stranger, neither greeting nor addressing each other, whether out of etiquette or their own whim.” (Thomas Mann, Death in Venice)

 

The frozen social mask requires us to act like Strangers.

But my soul knew yours before the world began.

This untamed horse, a violent surge of passion, explodes in million fireworks,

whenever my gaze meets yours.

 

The only one who could fire me up in a split-second.

Just by his soothing presence.

The only one who saw my solitary-heart,

when others cruelly denied it.

 

-How could I not love you?

My Stranger. My Secret Lover. My Air.

 

Your smile awakens in me an intoxicating ecstasy.

And I patiently wait to meet you, once more,

between a hidden-sadness and a resounding-happiness.

Between a moment-without-you and a-forever-cherished-instant-with-you.

 

-Come closer…

 

 

 


Sweet Acidic-Rain

All hollow-separations-from-you,
those ghostly-edgy-dismantling-pains

came around at an 180-degree-angle,

bringing me closer to your nourishing heart.
They taught me becoming

the greatest-version-of-myself.

Subject not done in the school-of-intelligence,

But in the school-of-suffering.
The results of it are surprisingly different:

The first produces intelligent-people.

The second creates wise-souls.

True graduates come from the latter.
And, here, in your stone-pillow-arms, I find my best reward.

A-changed-you passionately embracing a-transformed-me.

Higher love. Greater understanding. A-gaping-heart.

Deepest ecstasy.
-It’s worth it. Being shaped by the Thorns-of-Love.

This acidic-rain that carves our spirits-skin

for eternity

is sweetest in the end!

The Eye of the Wing

The weary Eye that stares at me
in the mirror 

is nauseated with

deceptive hopes and shattered dreams.
I perceive it ready to close itself

to the world

and vain expectations.

But the gap in the Wing

doesn’t allow it to occur.
Yes, my Eye resides in the Wing

of a Mighty Bird.

She carries him towards new horizons

and teaches him to fly again!
-The Eye of your Soul can’t be silenced,

as it belongs to the Wing of God!

And she can rise once more,

despite the fiery crucible she was born