Love Letters To Myself

[Ludwig]

I love to walk in the park.

Near my home, outside the noisy town.

It's cold. I can breathe the snow around me. 

The cool breath is merging with my warm heart. 

I look at the trees and I want to look forever. So vivid so majestic. 

 

I'm so young. Why me? How am I worthy of all this beauty?

As soon as i'm aware of this thought it's gone. 

 

I look at the muddy path in front of my feet.

It's opening up just for me.

I have to sit down on a cold bench. 

I close my eyes. The sun comes out behind the clouds.

I open my eyes -  The boundless universe unfolding.

 

I have to move again. Getting ecstatic.

I approach a shopping mall.

Glowing faces of people with colorful shopping bags.

I love them. So innocent. 

 

I buy some fruits and vegetables.

My body bubbling out of joy.

I want to die.

I look in the eyes of a passing stranger.

Instantly I know.

I can't.

Ever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited March 2, 2016 by Ludwig

[Psychonaut]

Thanks for introducing me to some new cool music. 

[Ayla]

@Ludwig  

 

[Ludwig]

My heart is beating. So loud i can hardly focus on anything else.

This time I will do it.

My hands are sweating. Breath shallow.

This time I will do it.

My whole body feels contracted. I can hardly speak a word.

This time I will do it. 

 

I'm so alone in this fearful place.

How can I ever move on with my life?

 

For so long I told myself this story.

This time I'll conquer my anxieties.

Anxiety everywhere.

 

Looking back on this long journey,

I'm filled with joy and gratitude.

In every instant I was in your hands.

I needed every bit you've showed me on my way.

You opened my heart to Beauty and Love.

 

Thank you.

Thank you for showing me what I'm not.

Thank you for allowing me to share in the suffering of others.

Thank you for removing my armour of self-protection. 

 

Let this body love you with every molecule of my being.

For ever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Ayla]

@Ludwig

 

 

[Ludwig]

@Ayla

 

Life is calm.

Death is calm.

It's not apart from Myself.

I see this body. I see this room. I see this life.

 

I see the universe alive.

I see the universe dying.

Every bit of creation.

The galaxies erased like they've never existed.

 

I see this beautiful dream.

I see my creation.

I can't let it go.

I love this life.

 

The whole world gone forever,

And I'm still there.

 

 

 

[Ayla]

@Ludwig

That bagful of "I"s kinda scared me in the beginning.... but life is good, playing with itself.

BEAUTIFUL song

Thank you

[Ludwig]

For years this physical persona was depressed, anxious, sceptic, ignorant, alone.

I desired to experience Myself in this way.

So grateful. 

 

At my lowest point so many beautiful beings entered my life.

I want to express my deepest gratitude to all the guiding reflections of Myself who showed me what Love is.

All of you where there when I needed you.

In chronological order of encountering.

Representative for SO MANY OTHERS.

 

Thank you Hermann Hesse (Siddhartha)

Thank you Toni Robbins

Thank you Eckhart Tolle

Thank you Alan Watts

Thank you Shinzen Young

Thank you Jed McKenna

Thank you Elliot Hulse

Thank you Leo Gura

Thank you Mooji

Thank you Shunryu Suzuki

Thank you Muho Noelke

Thank you my real life blood and flesh guru 

Thank you Sadhguru

Thank you Adyashanti

Thank you Yogananda

Thank you Deepak Chopra

Thank you Rupert Spira

Thank you Francis Lucille

Thank you Fred Davies

Thank you Scott Kiloby

Thank you Bernadette Roberts

Thank you Bentinho Massaro 

 

And THANK YOU to COUNTLESS others. Thank you also for all the everyday life teachers and situations.

LOVE YOU ALL. May many more be helped by these beautiful souls 

 

 

 

Edited March 6, 2016 by Ludwig

[Ayla]

@Ludwig

Thank you  

[Ludwig]

@Ayla

Tomorrow 7th March. Maybe someone of you want to join. Music, guided meditations etc. 

 

 

Livestream:

http://mahashivarathri.org/live/

[Ayla]

@Ludwig

Wow cool thanks  

 

[Ludwig]

 

 

Quote

You are forever pure
You are forever true
And the dream of this world
Can never touch you
So give up your attachments
And give up your confusions
And fly to the space
That's beyond all ....illusions

 

[Ludwig]

One simple thing everyone can do. Mumble 'I love you' to every person that crosses your path during the day, to every situation you encounter.

It's beyond words what life reflects back to you. Such a fairytale this life is. 

If you think life is not fair it will grant you this wish. If you think you're not loving and seperate it will grant you this wish.

How loving this is. 

 

 

 

[Ludwig]

With every day my body becomes more and more transparent.

In two days i expand so much that it feels like two years.

I eat not much at the moment yet i'm full of energy.

Walking is nearly weightless.

Much Love.

 

- Lines have no meaning for a being lost in love. - 

 

[Ludwig]

Where to go when everything falls apart, when everything gets destroyed?

 

[Ludwig]

 

 

So easy to forget. 

[Ludwig]

Something told me to attend the synchronization workshop with Teal Swan on May 14th in Prague. Tickets are very cheap so i signed up. I wanted to visit Prague anyways.

If someone of you want to meet up there let me know. I'd be happy to meet you. 

 

 

[Ludwig]

Enjoy.

 

 

[Ludwig]

Questioner: Can you expand on the concept which is this: that it is necessary for an entity to, during incarnation in the physical as we call it, become polarized or interact properly with other entities and why this isn’t possible in between incarnations when he is aware of what he wants to do, but why must he come into an incarnation and lose memory, conscious memory of what he wants to do and then act in a way that he hopes to act? Could you expand on that please?

Ra: I am Ra. Let us give the example of the man who sees all the poker hands. He then knows the game. It is but child’s play to gamble, for it is no risk. The other hands are known. The possibilities are known and the hand will be played correctly but with no interest.

In time/space and in the true-color green density, the hands of all are open to the eye. The thoughts, the feelings, the troubles, all these may be seen. There is no deception and no desire for deception. Thus much may be accomplished in harmony but the mind/body/spirit gains little polarity from this interaction.

Let us re-examine this metaphor and multiply it into the longest poker game you can imagine, a lifetime. The cards are love, dislike, limitation, unhappiness, pleasure, etc. They are dealt and re-dealt and re-dealt continuously. You may, during this incarnation begin — and we stress begin — to know your own cards. You may begin to find the love within you. You may begin to balance your pleasure, your limitations, etc. However, your only indication of other-selves’ cards is to look into the eyes.

You cannot remember your hand, their hands, perhaps even the rules of this game. This game can only be won by those who lose their cards in the melting influence of love; can only be won by those who lay their pleasures, their limitations, their all upon the table face up and say inwardly: “All, all of you players, each other-self, whatever your hand, I love you.” This is the game: to know, to accept, to forgive, to balance, and to open the self in love. This cannot be done without the forgetting, for it would carry no weight in the life of the mind/body/spirit beingness totality.

 

I love you.

[Nea]

Your poems are beautiful