By Paulo Coelho
Love is the key to understanding all mysteries. (Brida)
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Non sono né un artista né un poeta.
Ho trascorso i miei giorni scrivendo e dipingendo,
ma non sono in sintonia
con i miei giorni e le mie notti.
Sono una nube,
una nube che si confonde con gli oggetti,
ma ad essi mai si unisce.
Sono una nube,
e nella nube è la mia solitudine,
la mia fame e la mia sete.
La calamità è che la nube, la mia realtà,
anela di udire qualcunaltro che dica:
“Non sei solo in questo mondo
ma siamo due, insieme,
e io so chi sei tu”.
[Kahlil Gibran]
what’s the difference between understanding a mystery and solving a mystery? Or is there a difference?
And… shouldn’t we let some mysteries remain a mystery? and if we do that will we neglect to use love for a greater purpose?
Sorry for all the questions. I see love as something so deep and vast I sometimes miss it altogether…
Happy holidays Paulo.
Paulo, life is full of treasures and there´re diferent ways to find them. Not only one, not only love.
I live in United States, but I am hispanic and I love you in any language.
Dont go out of Facebook, please. I receive every day some of your big light……… Keep like thislllllll
Love you since a lot of years,
Mara Estevez
I just read this on one of Your “My SPace” comments
“Cuando amor no es locura, no es amor” Very true. You are at your best only then.
Actually when you’re in love with anything (a person, your job, present moment, the whole world) you find out that there are no mysteries at all, everything is easy and ingenious in the same time. It’s the way how I feel it.
When love is with me I see the straight way in front of me and I have no doubts in myself.
I fully agree with Paulo Coelho that enthusiasm is a form of love, which he calls “Agape” in his book “The Diary of the Magus”. That’s why we should do everything with enthusiasm, that is with love. And this love will return to us, for out world is a mirror.
Love is when you mix yourself with the World’s Soul.And that’s when we solve misteries.
Love itself is the biggest MYSTERY!
LOVE,
THELMA
p.s. I saw, a minute ago the video, my dear Paulo Coelho, with your.. troubles with thee Facebook but then it disappeared! I ‘went’ to ..Facebook [I am a ..fan of yours] to re-watch it. Facebook is not so ..direct and quick as being in the Blog. I have just … 4 friends and my daughter ..laughs at me and my … poor circle. I had to explain that not many people of my age are ..interested in Internet. Have a nice… cocktail party!! T.
For the comment above mine,it strike me that peculiar way of meditation:with a cup of coffee and a cigarette?
Is not my style ,but I will reply with a lovely quote from Charles Dickens:”A loving heart is the truest widom”.Seem exactly your words.I definitely agree.
I remember practicing “present moment” meditation sitting on the couch on the front porch.
It was about spring with a cup of coffee and a cigarette in hand. I would sit there with as much a silent mind as possible listening to the world.
As I allowed my thoughts to quiet inside, the sounds of the morning rose up and filled my awareness. Bird song, wind through the trees, all the things that occupy the silence.
And a sense of Presence seemed to preside then, in that moment, and it felt like Love, unconditional Love, Love just existent.
Since then I have been through some things that give the sense that love flows through the interconnectedness of all things.
When I am able to be still, as I was sitting on the couch, that binding fabric of love seems like it holds all existence together within its embrace in a seamless tapestry of life. That unity seems to emerge from the subtlty to the perceptible.
It is a powerful force that can become recognizable and utile.
One morning I was at the bus stop and felt a knot of fear, anxiety and worry grippin my heart. I intenionally breathed awares of my heart chakra, breathing out that fear\anxiety\worry, and breathing in the power of love, that perceptible force.
I have played around with breathing meditation and chakra awareness in the sense of moving my conscious awareness up and down beginning at the base of the spine the upwards through the chakra centers during inhalation, with a specific gesture of openess at the heart.
I find I often, through the day, have to reach out for conscious contact with God, seeking attunement to God’s nature, trying to sense how best to implement God’s will through spiritual principles, outside of my ego, personality, understanding, habitual modes of feeling, thinking, and action in order to be most immediately effective and conscously aware of my actions.
I really need to do this so that the various aspects of my personality can be held in check in order for me to constructively deal with a present situation and circumstance beyond my arrogance, insecurity, vanity, fear, pride, anxiety and self-obsession.
As I loosen the grip of that fear and anxiety, and all those attendent feelings, from around my heart I actively reach out, making a conscious decision to do so, for that same sense of presence, peace, release and unity that I felt sitting on the porch in silence, that power of love, as it were, to use it to clear my path of all self-obstruction and move forward with clarity.
I really hate that phrase, “power of love”, ’cause I can’t help visualizing a very large Buddy Miles behind the drum kit for Hendrix’ Band of Gypsies singing that phrase and then scatting behind it, plus all those other associations from hippiedom and I don’t know what else.
But the fact of it has become compelling for me. I can find life in the self-less moment of surrender to a silence which can allow that presence to rise up and become effective in my life, to give heft and bite to my attempt to live by spiritual principles without self-centered motivations, manipulations, baggage and fear.
You know, I am not real skilled at meditation or sustaining silence in my mind but, still, as long as I make an effort in that direction, express the willingness to do so to my God, I do experience the benefits of peace and freedom in the moment. I can’t begin to imagine what it would be like if I ever became good at this….