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Matryoshka

I'm tired and weary of the "search for life".

much to me is hollow and empty before and has the appearance of these Russian dolls (Matryoshka), in which, when opened, there is always only the same hollow doll, just a little smaller each time - until recently, only emptiness remains. Often a discovery turns out to be empty inside,

when I look under the surface.

But this I know in my heart of a world, a whole universe which is filled with images, feelings, thoughts and ideas. A wealth, a wealth of unlimited life.

alive by the growth of the spirit, the soul and the feelings

where there is no beginning and no end.

Where there is a presence of all that I can ever perceive

and a promise of what I still do not know.

It seems like a miracle that all this space will in me,

so much space to house my entire life in me.

But how can I, a man, who the whole world in me,

in which I am myself at home?

is still that way.

even more unimaginable seems therefore, that this world

NOT ALL people should be present

- for that is it - really and truly.

Everyone is inside the same!
Perhaps the one man of the stature larger or smaller,

maybe he is older, younger, heavier, lighter,

maybe he is male and the sex of a different origin,

- but inside, in the home his soul, the existence of God

- but, like me.
How can I, filled with miracles, with glory,

interwoven with all the possibilities of being,

met with all the sensations which a man is only capable

... as I can remember when - not how anyone would be?

This wealth inside, like a kingdom.

And this kingdom with everyone on the foundation of his existence,

- how can he NOT be aware of his?

"I dance and laugh at you - but you explain me mad,

I believe in God and Jesus Christ - but you call my beliefs ridiculous

I love you by heart - But You ask me what I wanted from you;

I write poems and dedicate it to you - yet you call her skeptical: "nice ...";

I tell you of my spiritual ideas - but you me for recommending a psychotherapist;

I ask for your inner values and your authenticity,

- but you turn away from me and makes me want ,

as someone who has deeply offended you. "

you, man, you take away the whole world in you,

- look there, what did you turned away ages ago

May our eyes open. are for the beauty of the world,

that you carry within you.

listen May our ears to the sweet sound of the voice of God,

who lives in us and through us.

May our hands touch, the gentleness of our existence,

can work through us,

if we open ourselves and with the palms facing up.

May our spirit far be for the glory of our inner Suchness,

which mixes with our mind and becomes one with the world.

recovered May our soul from the confusion of earthly existence, so that our eyes shine again with love and kindness and generosity reflect.

May we rediscover our hearts, our bodies will be streamlined, meets our words with truth and our life with authenticity, naturalness and authenticity are animated, pervaded, strengthened and full of richness of our inner Kingdoms ...

... so we will discover and understand that the world is,

the whole universe and all existence in us ... OUR IS.