Quality of life is very difficult to define. So,what is “heaven” and “hell” for you in your daily life? Not in a theological sense, of course.
Thank you,
Paulo
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Heaven is when I feel I can help others, doesn’t matter in which extend, little things or big things, in my daily life, with my family or at work. When my words, my ideas and actions are like bridges to something better or higher, or simply healing. I feel so blessed when I can have a smile or fully hearted thank you! Hell is when I feel for some reason I haven’t reached helping someone or my efforts haven’t achieved the goal expected or when I let my own thoughts put me down, saying I don’t worth or I’m not good enough. This is truly hell for me. I always say my best friend and my worst enemy is myself.
Dear Paulo,
Here is my feeling about heaven and hell.
Heaven..begins with the moment I became happy with myself. Really happy.Strange definition? My life is now guided by my heart, not anymore by my head. No constraints. No chains. I observe a lot of people play a role and you don’t know really who they are deep inside. The heaven starts at the point you realise you are free.. free to be an authentic person! Free to be yourself.
Hell… You are born at the wrong place. You are different. You are not understood. You are just alone! Alone with your fears. Alone with your tears.
There is anyway a beautiful thing : you know the heaven exists and your goal in your life is to reach the heaven….I am now in heaven !
Murielle
heavens above!
hell is under
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o25NbSPPkqs
that was super, thank you!
Love
Thank you, very interesting.
Heaven
- When I feel embraced, it does not matter whether in the arms of people I love or not. It’s not just the body that melts, there is a warmth that melts the heart as well.
- When I’m on a journey, from the moment I take the decision, map it out (or not), pack luggage, leave home, adventuring, experiencing…all the way to looking forward to feel home again. No matter whatever challenges, I enjoy journeys(traveling) immensely.
- Diving inside other people, getting to know them (or parts of them) at an intimate level. The feeling of connection, of seeing people I hardly know trusting me enough to share details of their lives, is humbling, warming and uplifting every single time. Especially face to face. (you’re not the only one that asks questions, dearest Paulo )
- When I am (feel) allowed to express my feelings. Love, anger, excitement, hurt… the simple freedom of self-expression is indescribable.
- When I am healthy to do all the crazy sports I do.
- Dancing and swimming. Body-mind-heart aligned, are the most amazing-feeling activities, I often feel transposed.
- Embracing who I am, and not giving up on who I want to be, regardless of cynicism of people around.
- When I see people around me growing, bettering themselves, conquering what hurts them. Sometimes it takes years of support, other times it’s a second that makes all the impact. But when they do, they drown my heart in hope. And for few very precious seconds, it feels like all of it is worth it.
- When I feel a man inside me.
Hell
- Wasting time and energy fighting other people’s projections that do not match who I feel I am inside. Fighting for the longest time family that classified me as ‘not normal’.
- Routine life, work, activity.
- Denying self-expression. Even for the most beautiful reason in the world, as you gave an example in Brida, is still a tragedy of the soul, a voice that does not stop screaming with time. If lucky, gets overpowered by life screaming louder.
- Moments when I’m disappointed in myself.
- Moments wasted on regrets.
- Wishes/dreams I do not act upon fast enough, they are a torment until the moment I act. The chance may pass by, but the torment of a wish still lingers.
- (Some mornings) breathing alone.
Beautiful visions of heaven and hell Anca! Your words touched all the right places. Thank you.
With love, Daniel
hell is the chaos and jugements that come with poverty and unconventional behaviour,heaven is knowing you’re loved anyway
heaven for me is: the feeling that from time to time comes over me and is translateable as everything falls into place. Like when I was walking on a busy street in a big city, while cars and busses were passing, beggars on the ground, many footsteps besides them, I suddenly get the feeling of peace, happiness that not has to do with conditions but just is there. Time is there, or timelessness. In that little moment. Love is there, the sky is blue, the buildings and street look at me and I look back. Contact. I still have my frustrations of daily life, but just suddenly and I don’t know where it came from is this feeling of peace.
hell is the lonely feeling while meeting people, see the possibility of contact but not be able to make contact because there is something in the way: anger, prejudice mindset, sorrow, bitterness…and the fear, the fear in myself and in the other
Theologically,
heaven is up, in the clouds.
Hell is down, underground.
So,
earth must be a combination.
Earth must be a compromise.
Earth is something in between.
For everyone, differently.
Yet everyone experiences both.
Love,
Liina
I agree Liina! Beautifully said ‘Earth must be a compromise’. In Buddhism I think this is known as the middle path, walking the road between practical and ideal. Feet on the ground, head in the stars.
Two words:’can not’ turn heaven into hell.
My heaven is to have a cup of coffee with my sister and have a conversation about our dreams and how we can achieve them..
My hell would be My freedom get stolen from me or I never find it , i rather day !!
for me “heaven” is when i am concentrated on my job, when i have my meals, and when i pray before going into a deep sleep.
and “hell” is when i wake up late, forget to do something important or when i relax too much.
thanks Paulo,
to day I met three people that made me in heavens, all were in the streets, the first one told me I looked pretty the other one told me she wrote poetry and the third one said “thank you for your kindness”.
Hell is when I hesitate, and don´t know how I will do. Hell is when I do things I feel I don´t want to, but maybe have expectaions to do anyway. Hell is loneliness. Hell is negative thoughts, that appears from “somewhere” that I sometimes can´t “control”.Stress is hell. To work too much with something I don´t like or feel is in balance with my personality so I loose energy just because I need money to pay bills is hell.
Heaven is love, the feeling of being connected to everything everyone, also to be in love with someone. Love is good friends who is there for me, and I for them, no matter what. Heaven is dreams. Heaven is a good meal with nice company. Relaxation. Time to take care of my physical health. Heaven is creativity, when I´m so inspired that I loose time and space…Heaven is my home.
Heaven is when you are doing what you like best without pressure and enjoying it. It could be work, leasure, whatever.
Hell is loving someone whilst knowing it is a forbidden love – something that will never materialise due to the various factors that could be current relationships, distance etc.
Dear Robert, what a chord your post just struck with me my friend. I so understand your ‘hell’.
Bless you.
Love & Light
Maria x
UK
hi, what the hell for me,it’s that the life doesn’t make sens or we don’t find it,and the violence.
what is the heaven when i’m feel in peace inside.
Dear Paulo:
What’s Heaven? Is simply to be on the Grace of God…
What’s Hell? Is the opposite side of the Grace : The Misery…
NAMASTE, Candy Graff… Saludos!!!
UNA SONRISA INTERNA
UNA SONRISA EXTERNA
Today I had a piece of heaven, so maybe I reffer to that. I took a wonderful walk near reiver shore, in the sunny morning. I received a pack for my dog, some promotion, that was due to my niece subscribing on a site. Than, I cooked good natural food, with fresh things I bought from the market, I drank a bit of Sangria, while talking to my friend, that today was lovely and kind to me again. Well, adding the coming on site, and dog, who is really lovely, also part of heaven.
The hell, is the countinuos noise often I must endure for my neighbours has nothing better to do than being incredible noisy. If my dear friend talk bad to me, well, if any dear person talk bad to me, or leave me , Is hell. I feel very bad if people judge me in a wrong manner, and if they want to be rude or harsh without any reason. I dont want to lose my darlings, included my pet. This very hard for me.So, in big lines is that way, sure all depends on situations.
Heaven
Pure sense of just being. As one. Part of.
Hell
Difficulties in connecting with my inner and outer surroundings and in focusing on a vibrant and loving connection. Sense of detachment of everything and everyone else.
Heaven: Creativity, innocence, good faith, appreaciation, humanity, trustfulness – all things that come from (pure) love.
Hell: The things that make us full of hatred, insecurity, sorrowful, blind (not as in eyesight but symbolically taken), physically and mentally hurt… basically all “negative”. And I mean it in situations, when we are unable to overcome those things. This happens when we are helpless, as a newborn baby, who cannot change it, or help themselves (or others). When we are stuck in something and can’t get out, because we just don’t see the way out. Or when we have blocked the way out, as a cranky old man/woman who’s built so high and thick walls surrounding themselves, that it’s unable to crawl out/under or get through it.
All best,
Liina
Heaven is when my relationships are going well with meaningful exchanges and everyone healthy and happy; and when I am being effective, creative, and doing things that work.
Hell is when people I love are sick or in danger or those relationships have been damaged by misunderstandings, and when everything I touch breaks or doesn’t work
Heaven
- when I meet, engage, and share experiences, feelings, thoughts not only with friends but also stranger with openness and no suspicion: people who fell and rose again, people who are not afraid to follow their heart
- when I follow my heart and conquer all doubt in me though people try very hard to pull me to their own path
When I experience and do all of those I mention above, I feel a “sync” in my heart and poured with a lot of love. That is heaven.
Hell
- when I’m hurt by people I love
- when I’m trapped in hypocrisy, and dragged to follow the path of material world
- when people try to brainwash me that having a dream is letting yourself be disappointed with reality; I’m sad because they don’t understand but I also weep for them, because I believe that having a dream means being alive.
i hate fights, when people i love fight….that’s horrible, don’t know why people must fight, that hurts, that’s simply bad…but i won’t call it hell, cuz hell is hell.
when i am delighted to have been created ever:
when a little puppy chases me down the road, or when my dog seems to go nuts in love with me, when it rains, when i feel one with nature, that moment of some realisation, after i read your books, or when i listen to some old song or read a poem and realize its true meaning…when i feel love.that’s something delightful for me, but i won’t call it heaven.i don’t think i know what they’re like, or i do, i am confused i guess about what they are, heaven and hell, when i don’t know what they’re like, i can’t compare them to anything.
have a great time people.god bless.lots of love.buh bye :)
Hell
For me, hell was when I did not understand why I, as a child, was told that I should not dream of something great because I was a girl in a world that was controlled by man (religion, business, money) and that my path in life consisted of forgetting who I was to comply to roles determined (wife, mother).
For me, hell was when I became rebellious of that rejection of my soul, of not having the blessing to Be and to help me in my rebellion fall in a pattern of self destruction by drugs, so continuing unconsciously staying in the same Hell
For me, hell was when I complied to the society’s way of interpreting life, becoming a good housewife, a good mother, a good Christian, not understanding why pleasure was not there profound in me, searching what was wrong in me and thinking that I must be the one not “normal”
For me, hell was when I did everything to be loved by others, accepted by others, recognized by others, loosing my ability to affirm my soul, to express it, to let it free, to let it be and create
For me, I visited the door of Hell when I sat there ready to leave that world that made no sense for me, in which I did not find meaning and inner satisfaction, and let me tell you that moment was true Hell.
Heaven
For me, I saw the first lights of Heaven when at the doors of Hell I heard a voice that told me to try another path, mhy path, since the path of rebellion (without action) and the path of following (without action) brought me Hell
For me, I began the journey to Heaven the day I decided to listen to that voice and put a foot in front of me in that sense, in listening to what was there deep inside me.
For me, the road in front of me became of gold, whereas it was black asphalt, when I went my path not in a dominant way, dominated way, but just in my own way
For me, I saw the first lights of Heaven when I decided to take my past experiences and sufferings and decided to transform them into precious stones that will be remitted to the ones, who like me, got to have their souls silenced or magnetized unconsciously
For me, I started to see the surroundings of the Garden of Heaven when I acted upon my dream, my objective, my vocation found
For me, I started to ear the Angels’ voices, to see the Heaven’s nature, to develop my relation to the habitants of that Heaven on a day to day basis, and all becomes clearer and brighter as I walk my path
For me Heaven is here in the present
For me Heaven is like being born again, being in an apprentice level all day long, being also someone who shares experiences
For me Heaven is here in a smaller version of the house of my Creator
For me Heaven is being aware and becoming more and more aware of the greatness of my Creator and my true Family
But …
I must be careful, because Hell wants to come back from time to time, attempts to divert me, to try to dominate me, is not amused to see me go in an opposite direction and become a Light for others, etc …
And I must continue on a daily basis to fight the Good Fight
And day after day my resources grow stronger, my spiritual clothes and instruments become brighter and more manoeuvrable
And I accept sufferings, for I see them today as a mean of love for me, of freeing myself, of healing, for before that was Hell that I did not want to encounter and that kept me in chains
Because I am a Warrior of Light in training and exercising, learning, disciplining, developing and complying, opened, always aware that I am all my life here to acquire the true knowledge that comes from Heaven
Hell
is feeling as if I have ended up living in between two worlds -
one is sub-saharan [hot, poor, African], mimicks the West too much [which interfers with my person too much], yet makes me remember the value in being alive and living. [Amie].
the second is European materialistic, yet is where my citizenship home is.
Heaven
is discovering the beauty of the universe in its diversity and finding a world inbetween where I fit in.
Heaven is the feeling one has when the heart is open, when one is balanced and connected.
Hell is imbalance, fear and feeling disconnected.
heaven, is being out in nature, where your body and mind is relaxed, and you realize life has so much to it, and you discover it
heaven is when you find another soul who is so incredibly spectacular to you, and when love is created
Hell is when people are suck in life and do not realize there is a way a way out, there are other ways of living
hell is stress and when your mind is negative, and that effects the people around you.
“The path to Paradise begins in Hell” Dante Alighieri
To find Paradise, we must first realise our Hell?
Realisation? By coming to understand our world clearly and distinctly, perhaps we can begin to know ourselves a little bit better.
… change can also bring that perspective. What you once thought of as a piece of heaven, can turn into a piece of hell, like an ill fated love affair….
Hmmmm, interesting …. thoughts, they can take you to both.
Thank you.
XXX
The path to paradise begins with hell … and I just realized that in my comment, as for my life, I seems to have started with hell … interesting. Thanks fr sharing Pandora, cordially, Jojo.
Heaven and Hell are nothing but ‘states of mind’. When you are at peace, in a mode where you can render unconditional, selfless service and smile..be 100% in the present moment and stay optimistic- you are in Heaven.
On the other hand, when you are torn with internal strife, confused between many things related to the mind, heart, soul and are in an incessant turmoil- you are in Hell.
It is all here to be experienced this very minute. This has been the root essence of ancient Indian philosophy, texts and guiding principles.
Yes Seeker, I think you are right. This flows on from last weeks topic, healing. When I am in “hell” I find it helps to remember it is just a time, this minute, hour or day, which will end, just like every other moment in time. Of course, when in turmoil it is not always so easy to sit back and contemplate it as just a passing moment!
With love, Daniel
hell: loneliness
heaven: love
yes, yesss, thats it, marlene, i totally agree with you; loneliness is like hell, love always heaven, so we are hungry for love!!
take care and love…
aapon
The Hell- Think in the future like is something tangible and real.
The Heave- Don’t think in the future like is something tangible and real. Life this day and think about what you can fix today and enjoy the life.
Love,
MIT
Hell is like walking on moving sands.It’s doubts,fears,past failures,scars haunting you.It’s the void calling you,earth cracking under your feet.Hell are the zombies wanting you as meal.Hell is not being able to do the things you love most,it’s getting old to find out there is no one around you anymore.Hell is addiction,hell is excess,hell is abstinence.Hell is the negative energies you are picking from others,hell is the burden others try to put on your shoulders.Hell is not being able to find the right words.Hell is to fail to be there where someone needs you.Hell is insecurity,illness,violence.Hell is possession.Hell is being watched,judged and strangled.Hell is to watch,judge and strangle.Hell is eyes starring.Hell is being abandonned,not being noticed.Hell is being alone.Hell is not being able to be alone.Not being able to say “no”.Hell is being here while you are away.Hell is the Pisces syndrome.Hell is to lose,and hell is to gain.Hell is to hate,hell is to love.hell is to walk away,hell is not being able to walk away.Hell is not being able to show how you feel inside.
Heaven is wisdom.The right balance between excess and abstinence.Heaven is being able to be there when someone needs you.Heaven is real friends.Heaven is when you learn something new.It’s to be able to do the things you love.Heaven is the stars,the sea,all the beauties of this world.Heaven is to be near the one you love.Heaven is music.Heaven is when you find the right words.It’s a beautiful dream.Heaven is when you overcome your fears,when doubts disappear.It’s confidence,strength.It’s when you feel peace in your mind and heart.Heaven is chocolate.Heaven it’s when you learn to say “no”.Heaven it’s when you listen to your heart and follow it.Heaven it’s when you do something people say you cannot do.Heaven is being able to be here,when you’re away.Heaven is the Pisces syndrome.Heaven is to love and being loved.Heaven is when you show how you feel.
Dear Candieb,
…the zombies wanting you as a meal…what kind of movies are you watching! :)
Candie B, I love your descriptions, but what is the Pisces syndrome?
For me:
Heaven is experiencing unconditional love, basking and expressing yourself from that deep and sacred place, knowing it will never run out and that it will always be there for you. Hell is the belief that you have to earn love.
Thank you,
Sherry (EvolutionInConsciousness.blogspot.com)
Hell: allowing my darkest side to decide who I’m – acting emotionally driven by my Ego
Heaven: becoming aware that I’m in Hell and peacefully getting out of it – responding to situations with unconditional love to me and everything else
loveNlight
Gabi
Dear all,
For you all-
——————————-
Be here now by Ray LaMontagne
——————————–
“Don’t let your soul get lonely, child..
it’s only time; it will go by.
Don’t look for love in faces, places —
it’s in you; that’s where you’ll find kindness.
Be here.. be here now.. be here now..
be.. be here now.. be here now…
Don’t lose your faith in me,
and I will try not to lose faith in you.
Don’t put your trust in walls,
’cause walls will only crush you when they fall….”
See Video here-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vl3V0dTRDvI (YouTube)
Have a pleasant day, everyone ! :)
God bless you all !
wonderful song…thanks.
Luminita,
Well, life is just like this…You never know what’s coming…
I wish you good luck with your new life. May God bless you with utmost care and love.
God bless you !
Sheela,
Thank you too….
Thank you for the bucket of rain from Hyd.
God bless you too… :)
Hell is wonder turning to realisation
as my brother prepares to marry the god-awful girlfriend this Saturday.
Heaven – is when miracles trully do happen even to me.
;o/
Dear wounded. I feel your pain! I was in a hellinationship for 5 years with a girl who had a personality disorder. I still have the scars to prove it! I just found this video, you should watch it :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZHKCbHGlS0
The conversation went somewhat like this about 5 days ago between MB and I a friend of mine:
MB: I’m worried that you don’t believe in hell, maybe thats why you are having hell here on earth right now.
Me: I don’t think I’m having hell on earth right now because I am going through this change in life. I simply think that there is a lesson to be learned in what I am going through.
MB: Well, my religion teaches me that there is a hell and a heaven. What is Heaven to you Marie?
Me: I can’t answer that question to be honest. The religion that I claim also teaches that there is a heaven and hell but there are just some things that I don’t agree with when it comes to my religion. i can not imagine a place of eternal suffering, and I can’t imagine a place where I will eat grapes all day and drink milk and honey and be content sounds very boring to me.
Hell would be:
loosing my faith and never finding it while I’m alive
Not accomplishing my dreams/becoming the walking dead
Giving up on Love
Heaven would be:
Accomplishing my dreams and dreaming more dreams to accomplish.
Finding my faith after a long walk in the wilderness
Being able to Love again after being wounded by love
Crying when I’m happy
seeing others smile from me helping them
**going to think of some more and put it on my vision board**
Thank you Paulo for this Post!
i don’t know why, yet, but i loved what you wrote…
Hi,
Well my heaven is been able to have all my friends and my wonderful girl with me, while walking through my life.
Hell are the moments I can’t feel them! When I get the feeling I am walking all by myself!
Heaven can not be located! It is a feeling that you take with you!
Love and respect,
Marcel
el cielo para mi es,vivir en armonia.
el infierno es que me traten mal en la vida cotidiana
Dear Paulo,
As my friends and well-wishers say, “Today is your official birthday..” But that is one side of the story…,
You have purchased good topic this week- Heaven and Hell.
Just someday’s ago, I wrote a quote on Facebook about the same, here it goes-
“No hell or heaven for those who are in love,love is pure form of human, love is the wind which touches your heart when you are in pain.”
I personally don’t believe in Heaven or Hell, when you have love in your heart and enthusiasm for hard work, then we are ought to find heaven in the things we will do and the hell in the things we will not.
Anyways, Maybe I should read your opinion on this view first.
God bless you all !
Santosh, Happy belated birthday young poet!
Heaven and Hell can be in the same situation, if we get too much or too little of it. You mentioned something about being nude when in Sauna and when in Sex…Heaven is with right temperature and time in Sauna and in Sex, but Hell can quickly appear if its too hot or too much time is spent with Sauna and Sex :)
Again, Happy Birthday. We love you!
Heart
Sheela,
Thank you so much for your generous words…
God bless you too…
I feel in heaven when life shows me the path to go and I follow it without pain, and something I thought it was impossible, suddenly happens.
I feel in hell when I work without passion and I have to do only for money, and I go on every day in the same way like that…
This is my thought in this moment of my life, because I’m changing job :)
Heaven : things one accepts.
Hell : things one rejects.
Both lay in my body and soul
Interesting way of seeing things, Isabelle, thank you so much for sharing this.
I’ll ask Annie for one extra ice-cream for you : )
My heaven is the man of my dreams.
Hell is when he is not there with me…
Dear Paulo,
You make me enter within myself there where I do not wish to go at the moment.
Maybe because these days I live more in my personal hell then in haeven.
I am happy early morning person and it is hell when with first daily light I have to deal with negative oriented ever complaining person.
My heaven is when unexpected out of blue I feel elated, hilariously happy for no reason at all, only just becuse I feel alive !
Love
Luce
Heaven is..
The smell of rain,
A plan to hold,
My foot on the Path.
The sound of laughter,
A lover’s touch,
A quiet mind.
A sword in my hands,
Striking cleanly,
My Head and Heart in balance.
The Child within,
Embraced and free,
In a state of Grace.
Hell is
A noisy Head,
My Heard divided,
By thoughts and Fear.
Being mute,
Eating badly,
Unable to hear my Body.
My Head in a vice,
Heavy and souless,
Stuck in my thoughts.
Illness and worry,
Kicking and screaming,
Because I can’t hear.
Daniel dear,
And going thousands of miles to see your beloved is what? :)
Love and Admiration,
Heart
We have the same thoughts.
I love how You expressed it. You inspired me! Thanks!
Love,
Liina
hi,
Heaven is everytime i feel loved (all kind of love including God’s love ) and able to give love (by gestures, by painting , by smiling to a stranger, by writing, by caring…etc)
Hell is when i feel that i am not progressing and living in a constant routine …and cut from the spiritual world or unable to read its signs
I think that Heaven and Hell can be very close together. Love and Pain in any kind of relationship, not at least the relationship to yoursef; dealing with your wounds can be heaven and hell in the same time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0uFRYpceHg&feature=related
Another … version!
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Those were beautiful! Thank you Thelma!
Céu = ganhar a vida trabalhando com o que gosto (artes plásticas – super quente)
Inferno = passar 1/4 da minha vida (8 horas) trabalhando com o que não gosto (análise de sistemas – super frio) pra ganhar a vida.
Na verdade, acredito que estou perdendo minha vida, e não ganhando… já larguei tudo algumas vezes pra poder trabalhar com artes plásticas, mas ainda não deu certo. AINDA! ;)
Feliz dia da “Independência” (será?) do Brasil!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWlJV03Vi-Q
Heaven I am in heaven!!!
This is the first thought that has come to my mind right now.
Have a nice, white t-shirt, week.
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Yes, Heaven is to be serenaded and to dance @ the same time! Thanks BBF!
Dear Thelma
You have made me nostalgic for a glimpse of Heaven that has passed, when women wore such beautiful clothes, silks, satins, feathers, shoes…
Men too, (aside from the Brylcream – yuck)
Beautiful, I will sleep well tonight.
Lots of love
XXX
Oooooh dear Thelma, this makes me feel all weak and romantic! Isn’t love the most wonderful thing to dance and sing about!!!
Sigh…. wish it was still 1935 and I was dancing with this man… singing me songs :)
Love
Beautiful dear Thelma, beautiful.
Hell is being misunderstood
- having any good aspects of my intentions misunderstood, misconstrued .. so that the interpretation output is negative.
[This can be in work, gender/sexuality, friends and colleagues, strangers...] What is meant to be positive, has been made manifest as negative.
…
That is my hell.
Heaven is being accepted with love
- being seen for my true colours and loved for every aspect that this rainbow I am might kindle.
[This can be freedom to express, move, love, breath, and so forth].
..
That is one piece of heaven, for me today, at least.
;o)
the Key of heaven is Love …
By love of God , and for the love of people …open our heart
Sido
no ice creams?!! omg!:(
someone in the departure lounge here just whisphered ice-cream and now heaven has shone some light into a day at the airport … i must go on a mission to seek FanIce ;o))
but this lactose intolerance… i had it but it seemed to go away after some years…
so… hope that you get your health back …. x
Beautiful and you make me smile Annie :) thanks for giving me a piece of heaven today!
Oh, Annie, so beautiful post! :)
I must say your cousin Tania is a lucky one to have so sweet friend as you are! For me it’s a pleasure to read your thoughts/your posts and every time to see the spark in your eyes!
Do you really love orange? Me too!!! I have more orange sweaters. My Mom says I’m a carrot for rabbits…! :)
Much love,
Ilva
When light is lost and cream makes you scream, and you feel you have lost your way, waver not fearless warrior, there is always sorbet. :-)
Heart,
Thank you so much…Yes, I remember mentioning about Sauna and Sex too…
God bless you too !
Dearest SWAnnie, we are all from .. Heaven!!
LOVE you,
Thelma xxx
Heaven, dearest Heart, is to …BECOME ‘ONE’ again!!.. dancing ‘cheek to cheek’!!!
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Ankita,
You are welcome…Enjoy !
God bless you too…
Brothers.. huh!
Should have been less free-reigning with him when growing up.. LOL…
well… she’s now the one with the leash…
it will be a tough day – for my mamma especially.
but I can’t help but love and honour my brother. I only wish he didn’t have to go down the path in life he’s about to…
i appreciate your words…
and yes… im beginning to believe miracles do happen ;o)!
xx
Annie,
Thank you so much…
Well, yes you got it right…Heaven and Hell list
God bless you too…
lol,yeah I know..:)
Oh I just had maple and walnuts ice creem,yes that was Heaven!:)
Please Annie,can we not talk about this?I’d rather talk about ice-cream!;)
I refuse to watch Soilent Green hehe.
i don’t knew to whom u reffered but its a reality too and i also feel same
i liked it too cuz its true
Let us see Heart, a plan to hold, four hours on a plane to sleep and write poetry, a journey, a lover’s touch, surely embraced and free, and in a state of grace. Sounds like Heaven to me! ;-)
But that’s tomorrow!
Today is shopping, jogging, packing bags, finishing off some work, a bit of writing, visiting Paulo’s blog, a phone call to my children because my eldest son is going on a school camp for two nights (the first time he will be staying over with someone other than family or friends of the family), a phone call to a friend to whom I need to apologise, a swim tonight if I am restless, miso soup, reading (the last pages of Zahir await), another visit to Paulo’s blog and finally sleep.
That’s enough of a plan though because I am a firm believer that “if you want to give God a good laugh, tell God your plans”!
With love, Daniel
Thanks Liina! Thoughts or feelings though? I don’t think I aim for the head when I write poems. :-)
With love, Daniel
Yes, I know…Trust me, I am happy if I move. Till I live here I never imagined there are such people, who dont care to hurt others, who only think to get rich easily, and dont respect others.
I know the list for heaven might be longer, I only talked for a day.
For example I feel heaven when I succeed in a difficult task, when I see my efforts appreciated, when I meet honest people, when I can help .Thank you Annie for your words
Much Love
Alexandra
Lol!You know I couldn’t even watch that!
Oh God!That’s too early!lol
Happy birthday Santosh! May all your dreams come true!!
Love and Kisses.
What can I say, it came as an inspiration that Your posting gave me.
Thanks!
i am an archer,
created to aim high,
even if i lose,
i will not cry.
Thank you Annie ! ;-)
I like very much this quote and it reminds me the joke of Gabriela about the Dr. Watson!
Sincerely,
Dear Pandora, we still can wear such beautiful clothes: silks, satins and .. velour and shoes!! Well I do not think about … feathers!!! Maybe at Carnival or at the .. Moulin Rouge!!!
And about ‘Brylcream’ it looked nice on Antonio Banderas in ‘Evita’!! But everything would look nice on him, I think!!!
I think that the reason I like sleeping so much, is that beauty is in my mind and in my dreams!!! ;
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4YvxdRAJuA
Antonio Banderas!
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
or the Knight of the living dead! lmao
Daniel, love your last line about giving God a good laugh. You are so right. I have a masters degree in planning and have come to the conclusion the best name for them is ‘Monsterplans’. Life just cannot be planned.
Again, Safe journey my friend! May it all turn out magical for the two of you.
Love and Admiration,
Heart
You mention a whisky (that I don’t like) and I forgot to include
HEAVEN
- RED WINE EVERY DAY ( ONE GLASS DURING DINNER)
Annie
The name is Paulo not Justin!
one plays cricket the other one plays archery.
:)
Love
For me, both are out! Developed taste for Clamato (Virgin!) and Peligrino … my list of choices have declined but my freedom and realisation of myself went up! :-D Jojo.
red wine! my fave is syrah george duboeuf
yes, mee too, I live in Italy and I drink a glass of “lambrusco di Castelvetro” everyday.
Those litthe things make me feel better… an espresso, a cigarrete, a glass of wine…
E nos fins de semana, uma caipinha entre brasileiros. :)
I’d love to know which whiskey you do like dear Paulo! I like Walker black, but not red!
Mmmm, the Antonio Banderas version is a bit too “Wild West” for my taste… I was still dancing in the 30ties!
Love,
Mariëlle
thanks for the video –
im wounded and only the sister…
why? because i can see the messy path ahead for my brother… how? ask God.
i love jasper carrot – in fact its a great comedy show my brother and I would watch years ago…
its good he was so open about his powers of appealing…
anyway – i have to use power of good thought for my brothers sake from now on.
but really… i am agreed with my mother: arranged marriages return, asap LOL.
;o)
Thanks Annie!
Yes!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! :) To cheRR-ish every moment of life! That is soooo important when we talk about Heaven.
China, Japan, … – you are right. Symbol of “cherries” holds a special place in the Asian world. And I could talk A LOT about that.
Some time ago my Friend told me a story about little Japanese girl Miu (her name means “beautiful feather”). When I asked to my friend to tell me about “beauty” of the “feather”, he showed me a picture (painting) with a cherry tree…Just instead of green leaves it had wonderful white feathers and, of course, red cherries! Miu was sitting under the tree… Now I’m almost sure, SHE WAS IN HEAVEN!
Much Love,
Ilva
!!!
Annie dear,
Yep, I’m a workaholic, happy as can be when I can work away on my little projects. Most people living in Phoenix have allergies. People have planted many varieties, which don’t belong in this climate and which causes lots of pollen for one, the desert dust second and the pollutions third. I’m not bad compared to many individuals who can go nowhere without inhalers. Yes, as you feedbacked to Paulo about healthy mind in healthy body, certainly no day without exercise. I wonder if Paulo walks alone or with his wife/friends? In fact we often have a family walk with the two dogs early each morning, and then I do a second round alone in the afternoon (listening to jolly music). And those managers. All I can do about them is tell God about them, and think it will soon pass!
Love you too Annie. I adored your posting on Heaven and Hell, but cannot comment on EVERYTHING you write hehe.
Heart
Don’t feel bad…I hate shopping and talking on the phone too! Ha!
Yes, I hate talking on the phone, too. That’s why I can not understand how Daniel could hang on the phone for 10 hours (he mentioned it in one of the posts)! :)
But MUCH more I hate writing SMS.
Praying – yes…
Excllent idea
me, either :D
…And in your aura ORANGE color is very light and clear (it dominates).But I like it. That’s why you have lots of energy.
http://blog.trianglehead.org/images/20080323202759_img_9845.jpg
Why 24? It’s a very sacred number.
Why not 25? Ok, I PROMISE I’ll write something about “25″ in this blog, too. :) BUT… not today! Moreover, I have a TASK for you! I hope, you’ll accept it! It’s a task I had to solve when I was… 25. But, of course, before I post it, I’ll ‘inform’ you about it. Ok? :)
By the way, now I’m 26! :)
“Imagination brings Beauty…” VERY interesting statement.
FAIR beauty will save the world. Yahoo! :)
Dear Thelma
My Mother had the most incredible shop, called Circa, it was filled with all of these clothes from times gone, it was like a time capsule.
Many of them would find their way into my wardrobe…some are still there…
Libra – Venus – Beauty, but I still don’t like Brylcream…
Cha-Cha-Cha, sleep perchance to dream… I should be doing that now…
XXX
p.s. I was in Buenos Aires when they were filming Evita… was weird… (didn’t see Him though otherwise would have Tango’d )
:)
So you don’t have to spend your life wondering Ilva; We spend on average 1 week out of every four together. Before we had this arrangement we talked a lot more on the phone. We told stories, some real, some made up, we laughed, we cried, we listened to the birds waking up. It was like making love all night. 10 hours flies by when you are having fun. ;-)
Also, I was living in a remote town in a forest with no internet connection, not even a mobile signal, so the phone was important to me.
When you live like a hermit in a forest praying every day comes easily.
Guys, I shop clothes about once a month, and it is Heaven for me to forget about everything and just play with matching things together and hide from every worry on this planet behind the shopping isles. I do not of course expect anybody else to like it. But MANY women do :)
10 hours on the phone is easy when in love. I did the same when my long distance relationship started out. After awhile it did drain us out, me getting up 4 am and him staying up till 4 am, because of the different time zones. In the end we decided to get married and move to the same continent, before lack of sleep and phone bills would do us in :)
Heart , Heart
What chance for you Heart : me, also hours on the phone too , and a project to live together in October 2008, but the “bird” is gone and had fear to make the step( leave his work , his country ..) : it made me think of the film “Noces rebels”… but I had the chance to review my guardian angel of back in November 2008 , and my meeting with the angels , God and Marie .
And I do not regret to have been able to live moments extraordinary since/
Sido 66… I’m sorry to hear it didn’t work out, Long distance relationships are more risky I think. Well, another cute movie about falling in love with a foreigner is ‘Greencard’. Yes, you should be proud you opened up to opportunities, and it wasn’t you backing out. His loss!!!
Love and Admiration,
Heart
Thanks … feel the warm embrace :-) JoJo.
Lots of green tea and ORANGES Annie. Amazing what you can achieve! ;-)
Annie, I can think of her and 10 seconds later get a phone call where she says “what do you want?”. Will it last for ever? Maybe. We’ve agreed to enjoy it now, for as long as love shall last. That way heaven is always just in front of you, like a nice cup of tea.
With love, Daniel
hehe. Yes, I believe you have a higher pace than me…and not only that, I would never try to keep you to myself!!!
Tell us what you think about ‘Satan’!!!
I did read that story by KG, but i forget what the priest did, but knowing preists i will say he must have saved satan, u see it’s business first, specially with the first mega business empire of the world, traders in god.
satan, devil, very interesting. does devil know that it’s devil, or is devil too convinced like others that what it does is good, the right thing to do, maybe i should ask mysekf to get these answers, or better still eave it for devils and gods to dwell upon, while i just sit back and enjoy. when Krishna shows his divine form ( all the persuation as given in the Holy Gita was unable to convince Arjuna to pick up his bow and fight, finally Krishna had to show him something more real than words, His Viraat roop ) on one side were gods and one side were the devils and both were part of the god, so !
spekaing of pace, since this blog has changed its ‘avtaar’ there is more pace but less sustance ?
love
aditya
Dear Aditya, Heart, Annie, everyone
I can relate to your post about being tired of the karmic wheel…
Today I went to a church in London, called Temple, it is one of the oldest churches in London, built by the Knights Templar and based on Solomon’s Temple in Jerusalem.
I have been there before, twelve years ago, now though instead of the spiritual calming atmosphere and vibrant energy that I had met before, chattering Da Vinci Code tourists were in abundance.
Almost immediately after I had left the church I came across another building on which was a commemorative plaque which read “Site of The Devil Tavern Demolished 1787″…
I took a photo, truly ironic, but very telling, we love our Devil(s) and as much as we love our God(s), the duality that exists is all part of a greater whole.
When I was sitting at the front on the top deck of the bus coming back, a man in his car veered directly across its path after acelerating quickly from the other side of the road, the bus driver (who was dressed like Zorro) slammed the brakes got out of the bus and shouted “You are lucky to be alive!”…
‘Yes I am’, I thought, ‘but how truly curious this Life is?
Lots of love
Pandora
OH daughter beautiful Annie, thank you for Borges’s quote. So beautiful really! A … library!!! But no … Internet and Paulo Coelho’s Blog??? I made a … second thought!!I would not want to miss this ‘direct’ communication with ‘our writer’.
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
And you don’t have to know mush about playing chess, Annie. Only the basics!
And I agree with our dear Thelma – Borges is great!
Paulo’s Blog = Paulo’s E-Library
WHY NOT?
Thank you Annie, Heart, Pandora, Rosa and Mariélle, yes I am so romantic, love beautiful things, smells, tenderness..
Yes, I was lucky when I was ..14, 15 [ back to the 60's] I was …. serenaded by my husband and his friends with guitars under my windows… and I thought that the … singing would last for ever..
Marriage and everyday duties kill the …romance, I think..
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Dear Thelma
It is funny you say marriage kills romance, because in the dictionary under the definition of Romance, amongst other things it says:
“Ardent emotional attachment or involvement between people; love: They kept the romance alive in their marriage for 35 years”.
http://www.thefreedictionary.com/romance
Nappies on the other hand…
No Way. :-(
XXX
Lol!
I’d love that!;)
Already many here!
Soup? Casseroles? No! They found the wrong male as the role model.
Generally I don’t have a sweet tooth, except from the Mozart-kugel’s. They are to die for. The father of a friend of mine used to distribute Mozart-kugels, and my friend would bring me big boxes of them. They are made in Salzburg, of course. I never did taste the Mozart kugel liquor yet.
Originally the chocolate kugels were made by whistling bakers, so the owner could know at all time, that the bakers didn’t steel-taste the chocolates. Today the chocolate makers are allowed to taste, and don’t have to whistle anymore. When they taste, it’s quality control the modern owner says.
I’ll tell it to you after “22 DAYS” – at October 2, 2009.
Yes, Annie, I’m going slightly mad…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hn4k6TE-C4Y
Dearest Annie, sometimes female … women are the same in a metaphorical sense, just because of their … behaviour!!!
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Thanks Annie – you are TOOOO kind ;o)x
I am looking forward to seeing all of the ‘clan’ family tribe ;o)
It is normally weddings now when we get to meet up; everyone.
Oh I love … dresses and weddings make me cry, seeing the ..expectations in the groom’s and bride’s eyes..
So the wedding is going to be in Scotland! We went there in July.. Beautiful place and I bought a …lovely, long ‘kilt’, red! I do not know of which … ‘clan’ I… am going to be!!!
And I remember the film ‘Four weddings and a funeral’ in Scotland ..
Have a nice time and you may meet your … prince there! The ..friends and relatives of the groom!!
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
Annie,you are a lovely girl!!! Always I read your comments.Love,Meire.
I am very gratefull for you loving interest…I will try you advise.
your comments are so loving..thank you
love sonja…from denmark
Heaven is a PUZZLE!!! :)
Annie, is this Your hell, or someone else’s hell?
Annie…
^^ ^^
I hope it’s not YOUR hell… (not anymore…?) But I agree with you. Sometimes our “imaginary beauty” may turn into… hell.
I agree. It is in our struggles that we are most alive. Our battles ARE the blessings of life, because they are the garden of personal growth.
Ice-creams : definetely Heaven ;-D
or in our feet and in our heads when on good walks and good thinking/emotions.
Thanks for your excellent quotes sis!
Hi Annie
This sounds like an interesting book, to drift or to steer, you need to know where is your destination?
Lots of love
Pandora
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLDsd6lUiR8&NR=1
xxx
Dear Annie
I agree to choose a path with Heart:
Carlos Casteneda:
This question is one that only a very old man asks. Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long long paths, but I am not anywhere. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn’t, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn’t. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
Before you embark on any path ask the question: Does this path have a heart? If the answer is no, you will know it, and then you must choose another path. The trouble is nobody asks the question; and when a man finally realizes that he has taken a path without a heart, the path is ready to kill him. At that point very few men can stop to deliberate, and leave the path. A path without a heart is never enjoyable. You have to work hard even to take it. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy; it does not make you work at liking it.
Dear Everyone
Funnily enough I have a load of corsets that I inherited from my Mothers shop, so if anyone wants one, please get in touch…! (They are made by CHAOS…) :-)
This saying of my Mother’s, was probably said to her by her mother, and her mother probably said it to her and so it goes on, you have to suffer for beauty… The verbal tradition that is more powerful than the written word, there is no choice, this is how it is..
Woman suffer in childbirth through necessity (in most cases), I don’t know why we enjoy torturing ourselves further…
Did we come from Adam’s rib, or do we still punish ourselves by crushing our ribs for making the mistake that we created man and have taken all the flack?
I don’t know…
Venus, the beautiful Goddess of Divine Love can also be badly aspected through extreme forms of so called Beauty I think.
I have no idea how you could find out who this lady was, maybe by trying to contact the Museum that has the exhibition…. she also looked a lot like my Grandmother Lillian…. before she cut her hair into a rebellious Bob! (they had beautiful names then!)
Lots of love
Pandora
XXX
Wow! refreshing views!!! This set of views must be awarded for their novelty!! Howzzat, Paulo?
Dearest Sw-Annie, I love you so much..
It seems that you … were here with the … magic carpet!! I was sleeping and I felt a breeze ..
Autumn .. was / is beautiful, but Spring is ..Paradise.. I must not be like … a child.. But everytime a ..circle closes and a new one begins, it hurts ……
LOVE,
Thelma xxx
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