My third burn. Moments in photography 🙂
Photos worth a thousand words. That sense of freedom, of expression, anonymity and yet community.
It’s dusty, it’s dry, hot, cold, it’s full of love, and we keep coming back to what we make into and love to call ‘home’.
‘Welcome Home!’ is my favorite greetings of all! It can do magic.
One big candle for gathering us home year after year, a happy new burn!
And a desert flower, sending love.
We fight so hard to protect our hearts from the unfolding unknown.
We scream and shout that we’re tired and want over the old.
We want to belong, to find home, the tribe, the unconditional loving-kindness.
So we keep traveling, keep moving, until.. 🙂
Only a few people care, the rest are just curious.
‘That which we are accustomed to calling ‘consciousness’ could be defined as the meeting place, the focal point at which all the representatives of our psychic and physical organisms have agreed to convene. (…) You can compare consciousness to a screen on which everything that takes place within a human being is projected. (…) It is essential, therefore, that human beings should be instructed in Initiatic Science so as to become masters of their own consciousness and not allow themselves to be swayed by all the forces and currents that flood to them from every corner of the world, nor even by those rising from their own subconscious. Every single thing that exists possesses some form of consciousness and, depending on its level of evolution, that consciousness is more or less distant from the body. The distance between physical reality & consciousness is greatest in the mineral realm, this is why the minerals are in a state of inertia. With plants, and even more so with animals, consciousness is closer to the physical being. And, the consciousness of a human being dwells within him, and this is why he is a thinking being.’
All these tools, it is said, all are for the best of humanity. Now what use we make of it, which suffix we choose, use-ful, use-less, is our call really. But you see, if we don’t come together as one, with trust, acceptance, empathy & surrender to one another, we will never be able to rise as one collective community. That will happen the day we stop letting it out on one another, while driving, while walking, while waiting in line, when we stop mirroring our frustrations & anger aiming towards spiritual evolution instead of mental & intellectual devolution, when we start valuing our neighbor’s best interest before our own, when we decide on making a gift to someone, anyone & everyone, just like that, we simply felt an overflow of joy that had to be shared & communicated to another entity. That’s the day, friends, where heaven would have reached this earth.
‘The intellect works on the level of objective facts and it possesses fifty percent of the truth. And yet, considering its relatively greater importance, the heart, that is to say one’s feelings, what one actually experiences, should have more than fifty percent, because it is far more important to ‘live’ something rather than to learn it or read it in a book. Life is more important than learning. You can, of course, learn many things with your intellect, but they remain superficial and theoretical, they don’t touch the depth of your being. The things you learn intellectually are recorded in your brain, but on a superficial level, so they can be very quickly wiped out: one day they leave and you simply forget them. Look at all the things you have already forgotten about the books you have read. And yet, at one time they were recorded in your brain! Yes, but only on the surface. and whatever remains on the surface can very easily be erased. And now compare that book-learning with something that you actually experienced, something that you have felt and tasted deep down: whatever else happens to you in life this is something you can never forget. It is impossible. Why? Because it is recorded at a much deeper level, at the very heart of your being. (…) The secret of true intelligence is to understand, to feel and then to act in accordance with that broad, deep inner grasp of reality, with that deep feeling that cannot lie.’