1000 petals by axinia

the only truth I know is my own experience

Do not go to the garden of flowers! April 19, 2007

  photo doctony

My last post was about each of us being a garden of flowers, and I also mentioned this idea has a long tradition.

Today just by chance I came across a wonderful poem of Kabir – everything what I was trying to say in a clumsy way he depicted so poetically!…

Do not go to the garden of flowers!
O Friend ! go not there;
In your body is the garden of flowers.

Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus,
and there gaze on the Infinite Beauty.

  Kabir (1440-1518)

Kabir, who was a realised soul knew this and could clearly precept the Reality. The thousand petals of the lotus he is speaking about is in fact the open centre of the brain´s limbic area.

The perception of a self as a garden of flowers should not be mental, no auto-training will help you here. Only after getting self-realisation you can become aware of your Self – easily and clearly.

I dont know any other way.

LOVE, axinia

 

Nobody is perfect? False! April 18, 2007

 photo axinia

In fact, everybody is perfect! Sounds strange? Let`s see how this could be possible.

A human being as it is is a beautiful construction, harmonious creature. All the necessary qualities and values are already built within; interestingly many spiritual traditions speak about a garden of flowers inside of us. (more…)

 

The abuse of joy April 16, 2007

 photo axinia

 The word “joy” has been terribly abused since 20th century.

Searching for “joy” on Google I first saw nothing less than links to pornosites and then all sorts of selling…

Joy sells.

It seems like it is what people want the most. Such an abuse of this powerful and bubbling with colors (or may be it is only pink?) word makes me sad… What kind of joy they want to sell?

And what does Wikipedia say? ´” Joy is an emotion of great happiness”. Is it an emotion?

I would say – no!

To me joy is a state, state of being. Any emotion is influenced by an outside happening. The true joy is just there… It will not come and go. It is there…

Recently I was introspecting my character and found out that my main quality which I am sure and aware of is that of living in a state of joy. It is an ability to enjoy every thing, every moment, no matter what.

How can I describe it?

  • I enjoy waking up in my princess-bed
  • I enjoy dressing and making myself up – every day it is a miracle to me how a sleepy “nothing” turns into a lovely image
  • I enjoy watching people`s faces on my way to work – everyone is so unique, all these faces: worried, sad, funny, pretty, smiling or numb… Every time I think – God, what an incredible creation, this human being!
  • I enjoy my cosy boss and overresponsible colleagues who, despite oil trading business all look like designer agents (pretty girls with smart branded togs and friendly traders with a dandy kick)
  • I enjoy some stupid clients who do not want to understand the way our company works (more…)
 

The challenging beauty April 12, 2007

I could never force myself to do sports, despite the modern obsession with fitness I survived till now without trying any kind of it.

Funny enough, due to my ballerina-like construction people suspect I spend hours and hours in a gym. Nothing doing! – my laziness and total dislike for sports was stronger than any other argument.

But somehow I felt a need for a physical activity.

Dancing! – thought I – that would do! It is beautiful, very enjoyable and still a good training.

Popular styles like Latin-American, jazz, hip hop or ball-dancing were not attractive enough and I went for Indian classical dance (what else would you expect?), and that was very brave of me.

I found out that the style I chose is considered to be the most difficult among all the 6 classical dances – but it was too late to give up.

A few words about this art:

Kuchipudi is a fascinating Indian dance form that combines the intricate movements of classical dance with the narrative theatrical elements of drama. The result is a unique dance form that is easy to understand narrative in style, with fast rhythms, vivid expressions, and intricate graceful movements. (more…)

 

Heart and Brain April 11, 2007

 photo chandkipari

Without the inner capacity for enjoyment linked to an open heart, the brain seeks outside manifestations of its own phantasms. Actually the heart connects us to reality because it is itself connected to It through the energy of love.

read more here

 

My sister, the song of my heart!… April 10, 2007

 

This is a picture of my sister, Tatyana Samoylova who is an opera singer with divine voice.

I just came across a poem by Rabindranat Tagore which reminded me so much of her…

Her voice is so special, it goes straight into your heart and opens it. I wish more and more people will be able to enjoy it soon!

I feel this poem reflects what she feels while singing.

This song of mine will wind its music around you,
my child, like the fond arms of love.

The song of mine will touch your forehead
like a kiss of blessing.

When you are alone it will sit by your side and
whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd
it will fence you about with aloofness.

My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams,
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.

It will be like the faithful star overhead
when dark night is over your road.

My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.

And when my voice is silenced in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.

 

My Fine Art of Blogging

 

I was surprised and very much flatted to be asked by Quasi Fctional to take part in “Fine Art of Blogging” project. The author asks prominet blog artists to share their views on blogging.

Those my dear readers who are passionate bloggers themselves, or those who are thinking to start a blog – you may find it interesting to look behind the curtains of my blogging and see how I create these pages FOR YOU!

The post about it is here.

LOVE, axinia

 

 
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