A measure for Life

~ As I have come, so I am already returning ~

A gift from the Universe, this line prompted a further investigation of thought on how to be; my latest enquiry that has had me engaged all over the place in differing capacities with this common thread running through holding me together lest I may scatter (Phew! Thank you for that Uni*)

So, coming to the measure for life that this post indicates some speaking for,
Everything comes from somewhere and goes back somewhere innit?
Can it be a measure then?
To see the ease with which this process occurs,
The ease with which we allow the process to occur?

As an architect, it's a serious predicament
To be seeing the environment we are shaping
Or in fact even letting be shaped unscrupulously by some elements of greed
To be seeing our world losing all its softness to all things dead
To all things so very dead that they'd take a million years to find dissolution
Back to where they came from, to find home, the home they might as well end up destroying.
Looking at say a building then,
Depending on the material and the logistics of all it took to build it;
One may be able to measure the ease with which one allowed the natural process to occur?
Can that measure of ease help one guide the process such that it can be as closer home as possible?
These are prompts for now, which need much marinating that a tuned path of action may find a home
In time, when the moment is right;
When the world is ready~

Meanwhile, coming back to the essence, here's leaving you with a moment of ease ~:-)

The quieter you are;
The gentler you move~
Seeing the fluid of life
Being in harmony with it
And wanting to cause
As little disturbance as possible
As you move through
Back to where you came from~

~ As you have come, so you are already returning ~


If you fink (feel|think)
I'm going wrong somewhere
Then please communicate so to me
So we may see
If it is out of your limited perception of my world
Or out of my limited perception of your world
That you fink what you fink

It's a Win-Win, I tell you
If you may know better,
Then guide me through?
And we'll get a chance|
For some real growth:
And onward_

But if you talk not,
And keep it to yourself
An illusion you will build
Of assumptions or not
Thus causing trauma unnecessary
To me, to yourself, to the world
Is that something you'd allow?

Not me at least..
How about you?
Fink. And talk.
That we may together walk_
Allow life to flow
Unabatedly so;
As every moment you step into and let go~


Inviting you, if you may:

Restful Sunday email series revives today
In the spirit of infusing awareness and love in our activities day-to-day

Come along in curiosity|resonance if you may
Write "Subscribe" to restfulsundays@gmail.com and it's here to stay
As with you and others in comradeship we each walk our way


Restful Sundays is an email series that was started on the 16th of November, 2014 by "me"(Yay!) in an attempt to create moments of rest on the widely known day of rest (the Sundays); to create a moment for ze to be with zeself with no specific purpose or goal but only to soak in what may be presented as a prompt _A pearl_ and if open enough to it, to begin to listen to zeself while being with it. When I couldn't make it on a Sunday, it revealed an opportunity to explore the sharing of- _An Oyster_ -wherein ye could begin to extract yer own pearls as and when the moment may present itself.

And the exploration continued such with its own moments of insight and learning for me and I hope too, even for the comrades of batch 1 (whom I had added to the list by default) and batch 2 (those who I'd not spoken to in a long time and who chose to be a part of it upon asking) and so far, Restful Sunday has been reaching 40 other beings on Earth and I don't know how many from beyond ~;-)
So. Thirteen prompts down the line; I thought, that maybe now we were just fine and it was time to let it rest and so I did; HOPING that the journey would continue for each for h own. Strangely though, I started missing it because what was meant to be personal, in finding restful moments for my own self, I felt implored to share and in that sharing was it sustained; and as the sharing stopped, it beckoned for a continuance and as I see now, with a difference~

Before I proceed, I wish to thank all you people for so-far being here; at least none of you have sent in an email wishing an "Unsubscribe" while I understand that quite a few of you may not have got a moment to check 'em out-all or one with all the other things that occupy us; I just want you to find them, when you may need them most or not. I especially wish to thank those of you who have made it known to me how you have been receiving the pearls 'n' oysters and I must say that although it was not on cards to have a back-n-forth; it did gladden me to know directly from you, the way that they vibed with you. In deepest of gratitude, I received such email-acknowledgements from 10 mateys and a non-email note otherwise, from 4 such comrades; you know you and I dedicate this continuance to you for us~


Sope. Today is the 5th of April, 2015 where we begin again with a renewed sense of restfulness.
While the early prompts were in some sense random and stopped at giving perhaps a moment's rest while you stayed with it; what begins NOW, is a journey that may be not-so-random and is set upon exploring ways for that restfulness to continue into moments beyond, and perhaps arrive at a place where restfulness amidst anyness is attained and one may not have to look around or out, to find rest but simply find it within as a sustained sunday prompt for a restful week is shared and built upon over time and space in circle with people that resonate.
It's an exploration I'm keen on working with and working it with all you who may participate, so let's see how goes it and where us takes it.

As an endnote, I'd like to say, do kindly know; that the pearls that arrive at your mailstep are simple prompts that are open to YOU for forming your OWN way with them; that there is nothing to be understood exclusively or nothing to be got "right" about it; but just a listening to your ownness with it ( * )

Thank you for being with me thus far in being with you as we continue walking our journey through~ To Life!

Held Free

( )

"Hold me close", she whispered.

"Hold me firm", he whispered back.

And they embrace as if they would never separate~

Pulling away, they look at each other
Smilingly and longingly
And hold each other aloft ~

For eternity (*)

They walk together,
In deepest of gratitude and comradeship_

Held, yet free
Held by that
Which holds together,
All of WE_

Unseen, yet felt
Invisible, yet present

Showing up_
In moments of mutual trust;
Finding a home to rest,
To be held in love ~

Held, yet free
Unknowable, yet known
Forever held,

( * )