Long, long ago in Canada, when I, as a small child, was hiding in my bedroom listening to the drunken fights of my parents; or, at fifteen, hurrying terrified through a dark suburban neighbourhood seeking rescue as my first massive dose of LSD ripped through my brain; or, as a young adult, begging for coins on a city street or curled up on the concrete under newspapers, trying to catch glimpses of my unreachable dreams,
I could never have suspected that I would someday be enjoying a good book in the living room of my homestead on the other side of the world, loved and respected and at peace with my soul and the universe.
It all comes from within us, every bountiful drop of life manifesting.
Seek the silence of the present moment whence abundance springs.
Union is the key to the front door.
Life is a journey.
Step out of the pain shadows into the comforting light
And always carry your true home in that beautiful heart of yours.
‘We were reminiscing about Cabella. Our daughter Joy said “For us children, Uncle Eddie was King” and “When I grow up I’m going to follow his tradition of making all the children happy.” Then she told us about the coins you used to bury in the sandpit and how they found enough to buy an ice cream, and other lovely stories and memories.’
Posted in 2018, dreams, Ed Saugstad, freedom, heart, hope, life, light, peace, silence, smile, thoughtless awareness, timelessness, well-being, yoga means 'UNION'
Tagged dreams, freedom, hope, peace
He started feeling again like he was in some kind of fairy tale, where good was setting out to defeat evil. The furry edges of all the bustling silhouettes started glowing in the increasing light of a fierce bonfire as they neared their destination. The air was filled with the sounds of stomping feet in sand, grunts and panting, powerful ocean waves, the crackling of a huge fire, and the distant cawing of many crow-type birds. All the animal, jungle and beach smells were stunningly wild. The sky was almost dark overhead, where billions of watching stars had begun to twinkle. It was a night that would forever stretch, with its colorful events from the roots of history, up into the minds of the human race throughout all generations to come.
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Tagged adventure novel, history, Oakee Doakee, Ramayana, Sir Ed Word
Where’s that place, so hard to find,
Beyond the matrix of my mind?
Cool, inviting, precious Light
Lift me to my heart’s Delight.
Time is an illusion
There is always enough of it for us to rise up
and enjoy the big picture
whenever we choose
March 3, 2017 in alert mental silence, enlightenment, freedom, fulfillment, happiness, health, joy, life, meditation, peace, reality, silence, smile, thoughtless awareness, time, timelessness, well-being
Tagged freedom, meditation, reality, timelessness