EYKIS or the WIshes of cosmic coincidence...

It's one of these "funny" things that happen and remind you that you are not alone in this world.

I just want to wish happy and healthy and creative birthday to a person I know from his writings and I find him precious and wonderful.
Here is the coincidence: his name came strangely on my mind a couple of hours ago, so I googled him. Then I found out that in a few hours it's his birthday. Then I watched a small video of his, explaining a short story about a parable and his daughter's name that when spelled the other way around it means "wishes" in Greek, which happens to be one of my mother tongues... then I saw that lately he is ill, and I really believe that it's up to him...
And finally, for a reason I can't explain, I'm writing this message to him, because I know deeply inside me that he will receive it, in a moment that a question will demand a cosmic answer.
Happy birthday, coincidental human and spiritual friend...;-)

spring is love?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JErVP6xLZwg
Is it hormones, is it the energy that was saved during last winter and now desires to be expressed? is it only my impression or loves is in the spring air?

Soul ...management

is it necessary to "cultivate" our soul? or its innate properties all always active and functioning? 

Check the link...

Getting knowing Samantha Reed Smith

I was very young, still in primary school, when the book of Samantha Smith came to me. I started reading it and realized that a young child had once the "magic" recipe to change the world to the better. Just a young child asking the right questions, with no fear, with acceptance of the other, with love, enthusiasm, happiness and SMILE.
I wondered if all children could speak the truth that they mostly know the better, how intolerable that would be to the big fat lies that we've put around us. Those lies that sometimes are even greater in number than the air we breathe, so that we sometimes,ever more often everyday that passes, feel suffocating in this lack of real air.
Samantha lives in another world since 1985, after her airplane crashed. Today, she would be 38, but that's not important anymore. In the wholesome of 13 years that she lived, she managed to shake rotten beliefs of human "status", of rigid human societies that are not so human.
Her ideas are still working. She left us a legacy that now finds its major application in the modern world.
We remember her and honor her contribution.
But most importantly, we are aware about the new kids of this world. They also know the same innate human truth, and if we let them, even more if we help them, they can show us the next steps of the path Samantha traced first.

PS: the title links you to Samantha Smith's official site

Have you ever heard about the wonderful girl called Samantha Reed Smith?

the LOVE - ''law of attraction"

For those that speak french, I've been sent this radio program, it's a meditation about the "law of attraction" that brings love into the heart. It feels great doing it, enjoy it.

You can find the link by clicking on this post's title.

To fear or not to live?

A thought is bothering me, and I'll be back soon to work more on it (after lunch;-))
Are we certain that fear is not the major parameter that ponders on our decisions about life, about love, about creative activities (as an antidote to "job" & "work")?
Yesterday, I would definitely and passionately deny it.
Today, though, living experiences made me so skeptical about it. As if I've discovered that till now I was wearing colored eye-glasses. And as if now, something (like a small rock) has broken them and I start to suspect that true life has a completely different shading of colors...

Bon appetit...

the "love" factor: choice beyond bonds and guilts

The other day, a friend of mine told me how she described to her parents the way she was dealing with their relation. She merely told them that she loved them both dearly, but she didn't like hanging out with them. She was acknowledging the fact that they were her parents and that wouldn't change, but she was feeling that they had nothing in common as far as choices in personal life, art, food, politics, dreaming, goals-setup were concerned.
She put a lot of effort to describe to me the awe and the astounding silence that dashed into that living-room, the moment she spelled the words! After all these years of "civilized" discussions and not-so civilized ones; after all the times she tried to explain to them that she could not lead her life the way they wanted; after all these years she was accusing herself of feeling profoundly ashamed of them; now she finally said the very few but decisive and sincere words.

I want to thank her from the bottom of my heart for sharing with me this precious episode of her life. These few magical words liberated me from my own family-bonds confinement. This magic spell gave me the possibility to observe the dimension in my life that was always there, but my eyes -full of remorses, well educated guilts and social ''musts''- were untrained to see.

It can be so true, you know, to love one's parents profoundly for they've given one's gift of life. But that does not mean one has to mimic one's parents choices, points of view, lives. If that were the case, imagine what would happen (and it had happened plenty of times in the human past). It means no boldness to new adventures and new life pathways. No boldness equals no creation that is needed order to bring progress and evolution to humanity. No creation equals no pleasure, no joy, no laughter, no reasons for true life.

Now, in my early thirties, I know I love both of my parents, but they are so different from me. I cannot be (or worse, become) what they wish me to; or better become that lost and unrealized ambition they keep on their minds, which they project on me. I knew ever since the beginning of my life that I was different from them. I guess most children do. I cannot blame them for not sharing this opinion with me.
Right now I'm happy to admit that my priority is to consciously give my unconditioned love to the person that is always around me, following me so devotedly, with a lot of support and precious consulting. Myself.

I cannot help it, if they are angry with me. It's their choice, and I fully respect it. But the most important this "magic spell" offered to my life was that I'm not afraid any more of the "oneness" effect, because, even this one is a mere illusion. We are never alone or abandoned. It 's always up to our personal choice the way we feel.