Saturday, 28 September 2013


A few days ago, someone asked me, "What is a soulmate?".
Now, I am puzzled by this because the person asking me has never married and I don't want to ruin anyone's perception on what is or what is not.  After all, I have 1 failed marriage under my belt.  Who is to say that my experience won't cloud my opinion?
So, my silly side decided to 'play'.
I sent him a definition of "soulmate" according to the Merriam Webster dictionary.

There is much background to this story than what is visible on the naked eye.  But for now, lets stick to the question.

Soulmate, is made up of 2 words.  The soul and the mate.  
Where is the mate when the soul is denied?
The mate only appears when the soul is recognised. 

Many think that soulmate(s) are persons with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity, from sex to spiritual affinity. 
The current usage of the concept points to a romantic partner. 

However, there is a definition which is beautiful, it is Theosophic:

According to Theosophy, whose claims were modified by Edgar Cayce, God created androgynous souls—equally male and female.  Later theories postulate that the souls split into separate genders, perhaps because they incurred Karma while playing around on the Earth, or "separation from God.".  Over a number of reincarnations, each half seeks the other.  When all karmic debt is purged, the two will fuse back together and return to the ultimate.

In my experience, I have known persons who thought they had found their soul-mate...their spiritual soul-mate that is, as this seems to be the highest in the man-made classification.  Then something happens and they break what happened?

A soul takes on physical form in a body to experience and learn.  
That creates a signature frequency, or vibration of that being. 
When two such beings resonate together it means that there is a spiritual-physical affinity, not either or, but spiritual-physical together. 
And so one effects the other through vibes even by living far away...even by being silent there can be a lot of communication between them. 
Even though they have different karma or life lessons, they are connected through their Higher Self.

If you mix the definition of marriage with the definition of soulmate(s), that's when your judgement is clouded.  
Marriage has nothing to do with finding a soulmate(s).  
Think about those who went into polygamy.  Those who married many times.  Then there are those who falls under the LGBT community category.  Whose to say that they have not found their soulmate(s)?
It is more important to focus on learning your lessons and connecting with your Higher Self than trying to sift through the dating site in the hope to find your "soulmate".

Barking at Shadows

It was a very quiet night...a distant bark from a dog, then quiet again. 
Rain was gently falling silently on the street. 
A puddle reflected the bright moon, a yellow, golden orb in the puddle. 
I was staring at the moon's reflection being broken into many tiny fragments when raindrops hit the puddle. 
Then, the images shiver into connecting together reflecting the whole moon...until the next drop....

The moon does not change, only the reflection does. 
The light in the heavens and the light in the puddle, both lights from one light. 
The light from the moon is already a reflection from the sun which is out of sight in the night.

Waves of light, too were hitting me and inner love and compassion awakened in my heart. 
Light and Love is all we are but we cling to our beliefs that we are the moon in the puddle, always being fragmented into many pieces through our prejudices...false beliefs and worldly desires. 

We are the Light...the moon reflecting light from the Source, from the sun. 
Light within is all Light and Love.

The dog barked again...maybe seeing shadows somewhere. 
We all bark after shadows...until the sun rises and we awaken.

Thursday, 26 September 2013

The Finger That Points To The Moon

A postcard from Malta.

Soft cello music filled my apartment, undulating with the soft, cool morning breeze. 
Fingering my books soft, broken spine, I look at the Taoist shelve, with interpretations of the ancient Chinese classic, the I Ching. 
There was the Taoist I Ching, the Buddhist interpretation, the classical one, as well as a version with Biblical lines and interpretation. 
I was interested in the Taoist study, and so, I take the book in my hands, and it feels like shaking hands with a forgotten friend of long ago.

I smell the years in it, and notice my penciled notes, on the margins. 
I smiled softly, and together, with the breeze and the music, went back in time. 
But suddenly, I put it back, and take another one, and another one, like a frantic reader, looking for something, within the pages. 
I put everything back on the shelves, and sat down on the cushions, and let the music and the breeze be my only companions. 
I was immersed in the music....

The music stops, and I could only hear my breathing, and feel my heartbeat. 
I was me again, in the Now moment, the ever-present moment. 
I realize, I cannot read these books again, because I have changed...yes, I was not my past. 
They do not belong to the present 'me'...they do not talk to me anymore, only because, now, I am different.

They were only the finger, pointing at the moon. 
Why get fascinated about the finger or the hand that is pointing at the moon? 
I realized, it was always me after all...
I was the finger, the pointer, and the moon. 
A quantum reality, which cannot be expressed linearly.

When the sun comes up, we do not need to carry the candles anymore to find our way. 
When we awake, we can only remember the dream we had during the night.

Monday, 23 September 2013

Tied Up for a While

I have been really tied up for a while, literally, tied up.

I am in this knot, deep.  Got it bad and here to stay.  Love the smiles I get when they have their finished product and the fact that I can do this anywhere, unbounded by where the sewing machine is, I'm loving it more.

Some are still work in progress due to lack of yarn.  Patience is really tested when the yarn will take a while to arrive.  I hate unfinished things.  

Thanks to Clare at bobwilson123 for her very good tutorials to start me up hooking.  

Here are some of the hats done with her patterns, the basic beanie and criss cross stitch.

Trying out working with 2 different coloured yarns

Thursday, 12 September 2013

Life was a Choice and all about Choices

A big apology for the long overdue post.  August had been a whirlwind month of signing off the old energies that included blood ties and reuniting with our soul family.  Everyday was magical and even when we had to be apart, we knew we were always connected, as we are one.

This is a postcard from Malta, somewhere from the Mediterranean seas.

"Just dreamt of thousands of life possibilities...
of million of objects, all transforming into each other...
No right or wrong...
only contrasts...
only possibilities...
It is all a matter of choice...

What are you choosing? 

What do you choose you vibrate to?"

What is your choice?