New Spiritualibus Blog Posts – Excerpts

Time in such abundance
And still so scarce for many
In their outer existence here
Where things start and end
While in the very heart of all
There is a source of sound
The column of brilliant light
That can be seen and heard
When in the quiet and calm
This point of inner harmony
Spilling over into the outer
To be shared in the world
As a healing balm of love.
Who are you? Who am I?
Unfold consciousness as soul
Open the window and the door
Breath in the fresh, cool air
Come on outside and play
Beyond inviting things in
Jump in the river so free
A current of life and love
That carries you — and all
Whether seeing oneself
In a box or in a sphere
You can hatch out well
Discard limiting angles
Embrace spirit, the divine
Most of all, be embraced
In life and love here now!

“Ophiuchus” — the serpent bearer

“Come” said the tortoise with time in such abundance…

There is a very big secret.
All humans know it,
All have part in it,
But hardly anyone
Ever thinks about it.
This secret is time.

(Text and drawing below by Karin Gsöllpointner)

“Wo bischt? — Où es-tu ? — Dove sei? — Where are you? — Wo bist du?”

Words of wisdom — where are you?

“No matter how the system of representation, or delegation, of [a] religious system is arranged, there is necessarily an alienation of the liberty and freedom of individual souls. All religions use bodies, minds, and souls, for without exception the ways they seek for power are varieties of absolutism.”

— The Shariyat-Ki-Sugmad, book one, chapter 9, Paul Twitchell

Concepts can set the tone
Show what one knows
And also then what not
Finally it’s experience
That forms the world
Individually to start
Collectively at last
Sustainable as aim
Beyond plain survival
Not of just the fittest
But more cooperation
Indeed counts the most
To balance and restore
What is necessary now
For silence and harmony
Can calm every upheaval
Though seems impossible
Indeed there’s always a way
In life together and in love
In spite, or even because
All strife and all the wars
Competition’s so useless
When compared right on
While working together
With relative harmony
To balance the scales
Can live out each fate
And enjoy the moment.

“Future past lives” — a heartfelt blues memory revived

Concepts, columns of light and sound can set the tone

“The column of light shining down from the center of the dome was not only visible — Momo now began to hear it, too!
At first it was like a roar, as of the wind heard far away in the tops of the trees. But then the roar became more powerful, until it resembled that of a waterfall or the thunder of ocean waves against a rocky shore.
And Momo heard more and more clearly that this roar consisted of innumerable sounds, which constantly rearranged themselves among themselves, changed and constantly formed other harmonies. It was music and yet at the same time it was something completely different. And suddenly Momo recognized it. It was the music she had sometimes heard softly and as if from afar, listening to the silence under the twinkling starry sky.”

— Momo, the strange story of time thieves and the child who returned the stolen time to the people, Micheal Ende, p. 183

Where concepts and wishes are formed to come true