Asking about Past lives....

[hilary]

Yes, his whole book is like that, isn't it? Very concise, as if he was reluctant to impose too much of his own ideas, and tantalising in the extreme. Also thought-provoking! Wu Jing Nuan died recently. I would have loved to have watched how he expanded on his ideas when he divined in practice.

 

[cassandra]

I do like his book though. That little snippet reminded me of Jung (not to open that can of worms again). Jung did that quite often but it seemed a bit more on purpose than Wu Jing Nuan. Jung would finish off an enticing little appetizer with something like "since this doesn't concern our subject here, I won't digress". I hated that. I was always sitting there mentally yelling at him "DIGRESS! DIGRESS, damn you!"

 

[candid]

I don't know. The more I think I am, the less I become. The less I am, the more I do. Which is most profitable? That's the question I'm asking.

One peels the shell to eat the fruit. One doesn't add more shell to cover the fruit.

If I knew these words were true, I wouldn't write them. Since I don't know, I write.

I see my own reflection
on every raindrop,
and I think its all a reason
that don't understand.

Last night I watched the sunset just for me,
although I know it set for no one.
I had to cry out, sun, I love you so!
I love you though you'll never know.

Many fields have not felt my feet.
And the sky has not yet felt my wings.

And I see a strange reflection
on every raindrop.
And I think its all a reason..
that I..
don't understand.

Namaste

 

[louise]

Well I like that Candid. The bit I like the most is I had to cry out sun, I love you so !
I love you though you'll never know.

But you never know Candid, the sun may well feel your love

 

[angel]

Hi Everyone,

Thank you Anita for your books recommendations. I have found them both in Spanish. You never know where the truth can come from!
Congratulations for your promotion. I wish you all the joy and inner peace in your path.

Angel

 

[anita]

Dear Angel,

I'm so glad you found the books. Hmmm...so now I know you're male and you're Spanish and you have a dog. I have 5 dogs. Their names are Rasputin, Rapunzel, Bismarcki, Jigsaw and Doggie and they're a blend of Cocker Spaniel and Lhasa Apso.
Who wants perfection?

Thank you so much for the good wishes. Seasons Greetings to everyone by the way.

Best For Your Quest

Anita

 

[candid]

Dear Louise,

A four leaf clover came a cross your way.
You didn't ask it for a favor.
It said that chance just had to come your way.
It said your days are far from over.

And many fields have not felt your feet,
and the sky has not yet felt your wings.

Do you see a strange reflection
on ever raindrop,
and think its all a reason
that you..
don't understand?

Candid

 

[louise]

Well I'll consider that my special adaptation of your poem Candid ! I like that - a four leaf clover coming my way - I didn't even have to look for it ? YEAH !!!

Thankyou Candid

 

[julianne]

Hi.
I found bee-mind once.

I don't know if I ever had bee-mind, or do still have bee-mind, or just fell into monkey-mind which I called bee-mind (which I may have once known or must own...)
I wasn't observing a bee at the time, nor was it a sleeping dream. That I remember. It was not endeavored upon, but the circumstances in which the experience arrived are lost. The memory is strong.

There was no ostensible sound, smell, movement, or taste to accompany it. (strange for one who works with sticky honey.) There was sensation, of what can be poorly described as buzzing (stay with me...)An incessent movement which neared stillness, or stasis really. There were no ideas, or thoughts, but I experienced it as mental or electric impulses.

No lie. Now, for the sceptics among us, I do not care whether I was a bee once, or have an inner bee. Maybe I fell into some cog internally which manifested in a systemic purity one seldom receives incarnate. It never mattered to bee-out on its purpose. But I did call it - and still do- bee.

Now I opened my bonnet.

Julianne

 

[willow]

Bee mind. Wonderful.

I've seen some articles that try to illustrate what flowers probably look like to bees, given the differences between our eyes and theirs (more ability to see ultraviolet light, fewer/different color receptors, different emphasis on contrast, all those facets). Weird, fantastical pictures, alongside "ordinary" pictures of exactly the same flower, as we see it.

I think about how flowers have evolved according to how successful they are at attracting the attention of bees, moths, butterflies, ants, other bugs -- and in some cases, people. Usually, we believe, the flower's evolution focuses on the relationship with one particular type of creature. But sometimes two or more. Bees and Humans for example. Apples, roses, etc. have something for each of us.

I wonder if there have been bees who had a glimpse of "Human Mind" sometime along the way. Hope it didn't distress them too much!