Wednesday, February 9, 2011



Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone
suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you have died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.

The speechless full moon
comes out now.

— Rumi


By allowing all of life's colors to penetrate us, we become more integrated. -osho


Saturday, February 5, 2011


“Reality is always paradoxical: on one hand you feel vulnerable, on another hand you feel strong - that means a moment of truth has arrived. On one hand you feel you don’t know anything, on another hand you feel you know all - a moment of truth has arrived.
— Osho

Thursday, February 3, 2011


“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”

In truth, everyone is a shadow of the Beloved – Our seeking is His seeking, Our words are His words. At times we flow toward the Beloved like a dancing stream. At times we are still water held in His pitcher. At times we boil in a pot turning to vapor – that is the job of the Beloved. He breathes into my ear until my soul takes on His fragrance. He is the soul of my soul.
— Rumi

Friday, January 28, 2011

Monday, January 24, 2011

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011


When you talk about what you want and why you want it, there's usually less resistance within you than when you talk about what you want and how you're going to get it. When you pose questions you don't have answers for, like how, where, when, who, it sets up a contradictory vibration that slows everything down.

Esther Hicks

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. - ray bradbury

Sunday, January 9, 2011

psychobabble

guerilla permaculture
and a couple of good films