The Headdress manifesto

A surreal headdress I am when placed on a head
A rare mountain herb growing over the top of rocks
A spaceship variant of the Cheshire Cat seen in space only
I am between a coral and seaweed
The unseen skyflower hidden in the tummy of a big fat cloud that wants to gift a rainbow after a storm and hullabaloo
The reflection of a Persian lilac in my mother’s admiring eyes
That inspired I am!
A delicious fruit from a tale that feeds a caterpillar
A logo of a paper tissue box 😀
I am
All other things that others say I also am and can be
because
A shapeshifter I am
A spaceshifter I am
A mindshifter I am
Always a thing I can be
because a non- drifter I am
born in fluid spaces
Fluid
FIluid
I am
And
All of these
I am I know I am
and whatever I am
I fully am
because
Unchained Unchanged
I am

and when all of these
labels and things
leave me
I still am
as I am
because
I am

Image: color pencil meditative drawing by Alin

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A hiding dream

Sometime ago I have promised myself
If I see a rainbow and a red balloon

sync to the same feeling of a recognition

that these are maybe sentient
and be puzzled about the oddness of such an appearance

that in fact I have already known they would appear Unknowing whether the feeling of immediate recognition has created the puzzlement or the feeling of inspiration gave rise to such visibility that it is not a deja vu and because I say it is not then maybe it is that a knowing and the visibility is simultaneous Like the ‘which comes before cliche chicken and the egg story’

then that would be a proof that I am in a dream

And this already happened a couple of times and I haven’t even awakened yet to recall I mean if that would be a dream… but forget about it My swollen leg could be the only cure to disprove and although these two events seem to occur at different times such thing do not happen before or after It is exactly at the same moment and because of each other Perception of time is unit here therefore inconsistent to explain the occurrence of an event i.e. time is directly proportional here to the feeling that pinned it to space and always accessible by that very specific feeling which always is one and the same in essence being the essence but in this case specified somehow as if it relates to a color or form

like that red balloon the other day!
burying half of its jelly-belly in the gutter
of a high building
while I was crossing
It did so almost whistling
as if there was nothing to see!
but the big-Red blushed
instantaneously
haha
laying there bare what could not be shrunken from my inspiration
A drizzly beauty glowing under the autumn light

and That rainbow ? how would you explain that rainbow ?!
also the day before this one
You know which one I mean
same way again
Camouflaged by the smokey motion of two mingling
clouds while we were doing asanas ..
such an unmissable catch to our gaze
Triggering exactly same knowing
Slowly paling in style
by each exhalation
as if it never showed up
Alas shining bright again
by each cloud-fading inhalation

of ours
Knowing This game
Observing from a Still point
between these two stretchy ends
And knowing that
…
Knowing is always and only there to knowing

Like you actually
Yes like you ! that
you are always here with me everywhere
when I don’t think about you but know you
See you through your eyes
Like the balloon and the rainbow

So maybe…even
Not so much different than you ?!?
Maybe even not at all different than you!

but in that case are you maybe also then in the same dream?

Wow! So
maybe you could even catch that balloon for me
when I’d throw it to you over the rainbow
for the Play!
or are you still going to hide then?
or say
wake up my love
this was the hiding game in the dream ?


but what if
what if
I wake up and see
you point at a real rainbow /?
because maybe I fell asleep after we played with a red balloon/?
using it now
as my pillow
for a while

?
always for a while until I wake up again
and again
In these fields of wonders

nicky

Nicky, June 2016, pencil, ink watercolors on paper
this postcard was a gift for an inspiring person full of love and courage

Keep it like a Jewel

likeajewelhesaid

like a jewel – ink and pencil on paper – 21×29,7 cm

Like jewels he said
Unknowing
I kept these last two
like jewels

The unchanging gift
of the grandeur tree

Aging

through the
unchanging change
of the seasons…

in the garden of tales

with Roses
A cherry tree
An owl
A weasel
A pomegranate tree
A well
A frog
An apple and a plum tree
A snake and an urchin
And the peculiar birds in a row:
A laughing bird
A singing bird
A napping bird
A rushing bird and
A guarding bird
The last one also
gives them many changing tasks
using verbs
and they become many
also disappear sometimes
as if there hasn’t been any

And of course
The bees!
Spiders too
strange insects too

Sometimes
A cat passes
not always!
changing its shape and color
each time it passes
I know
it is the cat

Sometimes people visit
Not always

changing the place
of the fireplace
by the season
from outsides
to insides and then again
from insides to outsides

And an an orphan dog
abandoned there
by one of such people
that he trusted
and if there would be a chance
He would trust again

He is always there nowadays
Alone mostly
sheltering
in my shadow

and Only he knows
where I have been hiding

In the shadows of the shadows

which also stays

Even though
Leaves change
Branches change
Creatures change

And
will stay
As long as he is there
Looking for love

cause My shadow
made of
a heart
of dreaming him like a jewel 
from beyond a far far Land –
Shadowless

Now

Our secret is your secret
Our secret is my secret
your secret and my secret is
Our secret

 

notes: I heard the story of the dog from my sister. It saddened me . Hoping the light of this poem will bring love and warmth to this lonely dog far far away and it will and it does.

Such is our lives hiding at times in a shadow of words coming from limited knowledge that can bind us until we liberate by seeing  the truth within , the light within, the only light and convert that source of bondage to a source of liberation.