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More Less | | Questions asked: 1 | Sample translations submitted: 8 English to Romanian: Beyond The Moment by Darrell Peter Borza, Prologue
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Poetry & Literature | Source text - English
Beyond The Moment
By Darrell Peter Borza
Prologue
After leaving the coffee shop that day, my life was never to be the same again, not that I had an ordinary life to begin with. I had been shaken to the core of my spiritual beliefs and sensed it was a good thing. Every now and again we need to have our beliefs challenged, sorts out the dead ones.
Some years ago I had abandoned teaching my meditation classes at the local Spiritual centers. I was at odds with most of the centers and could not say why. Something about the whole spiritual movement had gone sour in my mind and it had been growing in me for quite awhile.
In a few short weeks I had given away a collection of books it had taken me decades to accumulate on a wide variety of spiritually related subjects, covering centuries of time, from the newest to the ancient. I had become very alert to the need for something new and fresh in my pursuit of fulfillment. I suppose it came from the core realization that after decades of reading, research and practices, the goal still seemed to allude me.
I thought back of the people I knew when I began my infamous ‘ journey ‘ and how they were in the present.
Seemed to me that they were as unhappy, sickly, and disgruntled as they ever were then. A harsh judgment, perhaps, but a truthful observation none the less. I had made a lot of progress over the years, yet I still felt I was missing something as though I had all the pieces to this puzzle, but it needed to be assembled somehow.
I began to look for the common denominator to the people I was teaching, and although everyone was different unto themselves, their reasons for entering into spiritual education was a common one, they were miserable in their own lives, the same reason that spurred me into change. They had run out of reasons and people to blame for their unhappiness, so it was time for the great journey inward. “ AAAhhh-UMMM. “
Childhood abuses had set the stage for my self education, as it did for so many I had met. Each abuse case is real, pertinent to ones life direction and the reason for so many to remain stuck in misery most all of their lives.
Meditation, Yoga, Tai Chi, even the new Law of Attraction craze will not take you to a life of bliss, joy, and prosperity, only I can do that, as in the infamous “ I “ can. The best spiritual, scientific, and metaphysical practices are tools, all the information in the universe will not help you without it coursing through you, and you alone. Most abused people have had some psychological counseling of one form or another, taking you to survival recognition “ I am a survivor “ mode, but the yearning to live a life far beyond it kicks in, then the real searching begins.
In my time I could not help but notice how the journey inward took so much outward reading, research, and how many people outside of us know the ‘ way ‘ for us. I have read a library of books which is a beautiful excursion into another’s mind and thoughts, but not my own. The search inward now has many people watching galaxies.
For salvation of themselves.
I think going into ourselves is a scary place to travel. We head in with such negative preconceived notions of ourselves. Only to discover we are not so bad at all. Many of us have done things we are not proud of, wish we had not, even broken some serious laws, yet there is nothing that cannot be forgiven, and nothing we cannot set back into alignment.
In my conversation with the young woman from the coffee shop, we talked of this being the time of fruition of the practices that came before, the ones which had evolved across time since the days of the beginning, the old Schools of Mystery and the ancient sciences. We have focused so long on evolving ourselves we have not noticed that the arts themselves have evolved. The Earth is being bombarded at present by new energy’s into her atmosphere. These energy’s are allowing a quickening in our evolutions, and ability for meditation to achieve deeper levels in our energy selves, prayer to become a profound avenue of healing and accomplishment of goals.
The most profound change will be in the ways that we perceive being “ only human “ a phrase that in the past has excused our flaws, while the new present will see it defining the wonder of us, our ability to find our balance on any surface, in any situation.
We have become lost on ‘ The Path ‘ that promised to save us, bring us to fruition and make our lives a divine experience while on Earth, addicted to the struggle of attaining, chasing the carrot of enlightenment. The road less traveled now appears to be as the temple Jesus trashed, in mall form. Its all for sale by the prophets, gurus, and anyone that channels from the divine source in another more famous name. It is all assumed to be absolute truth when the name of Michael is attached to it., or some other dead saint that cannot sue you for using their names.
We are not as gullible as marketers presume us, nor as desperate for healing as the New Age has us convinced of, because we are not that dis-eased. Just as the pharmaceutical companies would have us believe via their commercials we are ‘ suffering ‘ from their diseases, so too the New Age has us convinced we are fundamentally flawed as religion proclaimed us to be, and cannot achieve divine status without their services.
Just as it takes twelve years of public schooling to produce another ‘ worker human ‘ it took eons of degradation education to convince the human race of its hopelessness and need of salvation.
But, it only takes one moment of abuse to change a Human Being for the entire duration of their life, one episode of molestation. My spiritual friends have always told me to ‘” let it go “ and I agree. Most people want to see abuse in all forms purged from human life, can it happen ? Yes it can, in my belief and the belief of many others, when we begin to address the actual cause.
Lets start at the beginning, creation, and the idea that Source ever created an evolving being that was so flawed and so predatory. Believe what you will, but it makes no sense for this to have occurred. Yet history is what it is, And truth often disturbs our preferred beliefs. There are our ancestors that accomplished amazing things, and those that ate their young, again, it is what it was. So what is the truth here, are we the product of divine perfected being, or the result of primal brutality evolved? I feel it is like the theory’s of Creationism and Evolution, at first look they are opposing ideas, but let your mind blend them, the truth begins to unfold, one only needs to purge the need to be ‘ right ‘ in their ideal.
For a person from an abusive background to even conceive the idea of a world without abuse is in itself inconceivable. In my youth I viewed as so many do, the best I could hope for was to become stronger than the energy’s that plague us, then as I grew and moved on in life, it evolved to, a thought of just becoming an energy that repelled those that desired to do harm, then finally to putting no focus at all on the abusive energy’s.
That’s when things started to cruise.
That is the path that lead to what I witnessed in the coffee shop that day. The ability to create a Human Being that is stronger than all the aggressive energy’s in life. Strong enough to be Loving and forgiving enough to release energy’s that do not belong to them back to whom it does, and stay free of the energy’s that bring them to a lower frequency. As long as we carry dark energy’s of dark experiences within us, we will continue to draw it to us. We can retain the memories of the ancient barbarian, but we do not need to carry the passion of it.
Darrell Peter | Translation - Romanian
Deasupra Clipei
de Darrell Peter Borza
Prolog
Dupa ce am parasit cafeneaua in acea zi, viata mea nu a mai fost niciodata la fel, si nu pentru ca as fi avut o viata neinteresanta, ca sa incep cu inceputul. Am fost zguduit pana in adancurile fiintei in convingerile spirituale, si am simtit ca este un lucru pozitiv. Din cand in cand, avem nevoie sa punem sub semnul intrebarii credintele noastre, si sa le indepartam pe cele inutile.
Acum cativa ani, am abandonat lectiile de meditatie pe care le predam la Centrele Spirituale locale. Eram in relatii proaste cu cele mai multe dintre centre, si n-as fi putut spune din ce cauza. Ceva legat de intreaga miscare spirituala imi dadea un gust amar, si aceasta senzatie continua sa creasca in mine de catva timp.
In putine saptamani, am lasat deoparte o colectie de carti care mi-a luat decenii pentru a le asimila, pe o larga varietate de subiecte legate de spiritualitate, acoperind secole in timp, de la cel mai recent pana la cel mai indepartat. Am devenit foarte atent la nevoia de ceva nou si proaspat, in cautarea implinirii mele. Presupun ca aceasta a aparut din intelegerea profunda ca dupa decenii de lectura, cercetare si practica, telul continua sa fie neclar.
M-am intors cu gandul la oamenii pe care ii cunosteam cand mi-am inceput ‘calatoria’ ingrata, si cum erau ei in prezent.
Mi-au aparut la fel de nefericiti, suferinzi si nemultumiti ca intotdeauna. O judecata aspra, poate, dar o observatie corecta, in orice caz. Eu am progresat mult de-a lungul anilor, si totusi simteam ca ceva imi scapa, ca si cand aveam toate elementele acestei enigme, dar ele trebuiau asamblate cumva.
Am inceput sa caut numitorul comun al oamenilor pe care ii meditam, si desi fiecare era diferit in felul sau, motivarea lor pentru a se angaja in educatia spirituala era una comuna, cu totii aveau vieti mizerabile, acelasi motiv care m-a indemnat si pe mine la schimbare. Si-au epuizat argumentele si persoanele pe care sa dea vina pentru nefericirea lor, asa ca era timpul pentru marea calatorie launtrica. “ AHAAA”.
Abuzurile suferite in copilarie au netezit calea catre auto educatie, asa cum au facut pentru atat de multi oameni pe care i-am cunoscut. Fiecare caz de abuz este real, legat cu directia pe care cineva o ia in viata, si motivul atat de multor oameni pentru a ramane impotmoliti in mizerie in cea mai mare parte a vietii lor.
Meditatia, Yoga, Tai Chi, chiar si noua moda a Legii Atractiei, nu te vor duce la o viata de beatitudine, bucurie si prosperitate, numai “Eu” poate face aceasta, ca in infamul “Eu pot”. Cele mai bune practici spirituale, stiintifice si metafizice sunt unelte, toata informatia din univers nu te va ajuta daca ea nu va curge prin tine, si numai prin tine. Cele mai multe persoane abuzate au beneficiat de oarecare consiliere psihologica intr-o forma sau alta, care duce la starea de recunoastere a supravietuirii “ Sunt un supravietuitor “, dar dorinta de a trai o viata mult superioara se instaleaza, si atunci adevarata cautare incepe.
La timpul meu, n-am putut sa nu observ cum calatoria launtrica a necesitat atat de multe lecturi si cercetare exterioara, si cum atat de multi oameni dinafara noastra cunosc “calea” pentru noi. Am citit o biblioteca de carti, ceea ce este o minunata excursie in mintea si gandurile altcuiva, dar nu in ale mele. Cautarea interioara de astazi are multi oameni privind galaxiile.
Pentru salvarea lor.
Cred ca patrunderea in sine este o calatorie inspaimantatoare. Ne avantam in ea cu notiuni preconcepute atat de negative despre noi insine. Pur si simplu pentru a descoperi ca nu suntem absolut deloc atat de rai. Multi dintre noi am facut lucruri de care nu suntem mandri, am dori sa nu le fi facut, chiar am incalcat unele legi importante, cu toate acestea nu este nimic care sa nu poata fi iertat, si nimic care sa nu putem indrepta.
In convorbirea mea cu tanara femeie din cafenea, am discutat despre aceasta ca fiind perioada rodului practicilor anterioare, cele care au evoluat peste veacuri din zilele inceputului, vechile Scoli ale Misterelor si stiintelor stravechi. Ne-am indreptat atentia atat de mult spre evolutia noastra, incat nu ne-am dat seama ca artele insele au evoluat. Pamantul este bombardat in prezent cu noi energii in atmosfera sa. Aceste energii faciliteaza o accelerare in evolutia noastra, si abilitatea ca meditatia sa atinga straturi mai adanci in fiintele noastre energetice, rugaciunea sa devina o cale profunda de vindecare si implinire a telurilor noastre.
Cea mai profunda transformare va fi in felul in care percepem a fi “doar om”, o fraza care in trecut ne-a scuzat greselile, in timp ce prezentul va face ca ea sa defineasca miracolul ce suntem, abilitatea noastra de a ne gasi echilibrul pe orice suprafata, in orice situatie.
Ne-am pierdut pe “Calea” ce promitea sa ne salveze, sa ne aduca la implinire si sa faca vietile noastre o experienta divina pe Pamant, prada stradaniei pentru atingerea, urmarirea fructelor iluminarii. Cararea neumblata seamana acum cu templul pe care Isus l-a distrus, in forma de supermarket. Totul este de vanzare de catre profeti, guru, si oricine canalizeaza de la sursa divina, la alt nume mai faimos. Se presupune ca totul este adevarul absolut, cand numele lui Mihai este atasat, sau al altui sfant raposat care nu ne poate da in judecata ca i-am folosit numele.
Nu suntem atat de naivi cum ne cred comerciantii, nici atat de disperati pentru vindecare precum ne-a convins Noua Era, pentru ca nu suntem atat de bolnavi. Tocmai cum companiile farmaceutice ne-au facut sa credem prin reclamele lor ca “suferim” de bolile lor, la fel Noua Era ne convinge ca suntem esentialmente viciati precum religia ne-a proclamat a fi, si nu putem atinge conditia divina fara serviciile lor.
Exact cum este nevoie de doisprezece ani de scolarizare pentru a produce inca un “muncitor umanoid”, a fost nevoie de veacuri de degradare a educatiei, pentru a convinge rasa umana de situatia ei disperata si nevoia de salvare.
Dar, este nevoie de un singur moment de abuz pentru a schimba o Fiinta Umana pentru intreaga durata a vietii ei, un singur episod de molestare. Prietenii mei spirituali mi-au spus intotdeauna sa ma eliberez, si sunt de acord. Cei mai multi oameni doresc sa vada abuzul in toate formele sale epurat din viata umana, este acest lucru posibil? Da, este, in opinia mea si a multor altora, atunci cand incepem sa tratam cauza reala.
Sa pornim cu inceputul, creatia, si idea ca Sursa a creat vreodata o fiinta in evolutie, care era atat de viciata si pradalnica. Credeti ce doriti, dar nu are sens ca aceasta sa se fi petrecut. Totusi, istoria este ceea ce este, iar adevarul ne deranjeaza des convingerile preferate. Ii avem pe stramosii nostri care au realizat lucruri uimitoare, si pe cei care si-au mancat urmasii, din nou, a fost ce a fost. Deci care este adevarul aici, suntem produsul divinitatii, fiinte perfecte, sau rezultatul brutalitatii primitive evoluate? Cred ca este la fel ca teoriile Creatiei si Evolutiei, la prima vedere sunt idei opuse, dar lasati mintea sa le imbine, adevarul incepe sa se releve, trebuie doar sa ne eliberam de nevoia de a fi ‘corecti’ in idealul nostru.
Pentru ca o persoana care vine dintr-un mediu abuziv sa conceapa idea unei lumi fara abuz, este in ea insasi de neconceput. In tinerete am simtit la fel ca multi altii, cel mai bun lucru la care puteam spera, era sa devin mai puternic decat energiile care ne napastuiesc, apoi, cum m-am maturizat si am mers mai departe in viata, aceasta a evoluat de asemenea, la gandul de a deveni doar o energie care ii respinge pe cei care doresc sa faca rau, apoi, in sfarsit la a nu acorda deloc atentie energiilor abuzive.
Atunci au inceput lucrurile sa se miste.
Aceea este calea care duce la ceea ce am fost martor in acea zi in cafenea. Abilitatea de a crea o Fiinta Umana care este mai puternica decat toate energiile agresive in viata. Destul de puternica pentru a fi Iubitoare, si destul de iertatoare pentru a elibera energiile care nu ii apartin, inapoi catre autorii lor, si a ramane libera de energiile care ii scad frecventa. Atata timp cat purtam cu noi energiile intunecate ale experientelor noastre negative, vom continua sa le atragem catre noi. Putem retine amintirile stramosului barbar, dar nu e nevoie sa purtam pasiunea lor.
Darrell Peter | English to Romanian: Beyond The Moment by Darrell Peter Borza, Chapter I
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Poetry & Literature | Source text - English
Beyond The Moment I
Looking Past The Moment
I sat at the local coffee shop, sipping an extremely overpriced cup of latte’ who’s name had so many words I forgot them all. Before me lay a newspaper I placed there for effect alone, disguising my favorite pastime of people watching.
In these times being psychic is not a thing of uniqueness, and it puts a whole new twist into people watching, as I am not seeking to know peoples secrets but to know those that are aware I am sensing them. It is easy to ‘ feel ‘ a person as their energy passes my own, people do this unconsciously all the time. My eyes and senses kept drifting to a young woman in the corner booth just staring into her coffee cup as if reading her fortune in the grounds, she looked up and met my eyes, then turned her attention to the counter and the line of addicts that gathered here daily, like myself.
Actually I rarely come here, as I prefer my own coffee, but awoke early with a sense I needed to go out and be amongst the living this morning. I have been doing this long enough to follow my hunches and inspirations.
My senses were on high alert, which generally meant that something or someone was going to appear in my life today for a reason.
The girl was the reason I was sensing. She appeared to be rather young to be here so early, perhaps fifteen or sixteen, yet with a face reflecting maturity far beyond the years of her body, this girl had known suffering, yet the field of energy surrounding her was reflecting colors of an enlightened person with educated wisdom of the spiritual kind. She was short with shortly cropped brown hair, green eyes and a sense of purpose for her presence in this place. She kept glancing between the counter , to me, and back to her cup. She was awaiting the arrival of someone. I used my senses to try and scan her, but she was blocking any such intrusion, but was aware there was ‘ like mind ‘ in the room. This was proving to be intriguing and I was glad I dragged myself here, but didn’t know why yet.
The stream of people went along in what appeared to be a routine for both customer and employees, with the usual and customary grunts of “ good morning “ and” have a nice day “ monologues. I noticed the girl looking up with every new arrival and felt surges of her energy with each new arrival. It was difficult pinpointing the nature of it though, fear , anticipation, a lover perhaps. But, to be certain it was an intense thought behind its power.
I returned to my coffee and pretend newspaper reading.
I was suddenly jarred out of my thoughts, I felt a darkness enter the shop, like a storm cloud amongst the light and pure ones, a tall elderly man in his sixties entered and approached the counter, he was smiling as he ordered.
His length of time talking to the counter person indicated a multiple order, amidst mindless chit-chat from both.
He was balding with bushy eyebrows and emanated an energy in direct contradiction to his smile and stance, this was a practiced demeanor, one that thought and controlled energy was put into to create a mask of self.
My eyes turned towards the girl, her eyes were directed at him, and had become steeled in their expression, unblinking and immovable from him. Her energy’s were undulating now from head to toe, and growing darker with each wave, it was as if I were watching a tsunami building. This was her awaited destination and it was no lover and no friend she was here to meet, this was something I had never felt or witnessed in fourty years of energy work and experience, I was here to witness something new.
I attempted to probe her emotion and was literally propelled back again, as if I had been thrown against the wall by a punch. My breath was stilled by its power and intensity. My eyes snapped to the object of her laser stare.
I could plainly see he was feeling it, but was engrossed in his task. It was affecting him as a mosquito buzzing his space, subtle twitching and hand gestures of irritation were appearing. I was in awe that the others were not feeling any of this, but closer scrutiny revealed people were actually moving away from him unconsciously , even walking out his way to get to the counter. It was a subtle play being performed, but the dramatic conclusion was not far off in time and space. Whatever this was going on here, it was definitely “ Showtime “ here and now.
I moved my position to be able to see them both unencumbered, resigning myself to the role of observer, and being put in my place by a quick snap of the girls eyes to me as I moved. I actually heard her in my mind ‘ stay out of this ‘ and I relied to her ‘ I shall ‘ without a conscious formation of the thought. This was being played out
in an arena of energy’s I was not yet familiar in, and that I doubted many on this planet had. Yet I felt somehow privileged to be a witness to it.
I could see her energy’s as clearly as I could the seat she was sitting in. A stream of white gold light was entering her crown, her body was enveloped in a white light aura, but from her root came a black energy up through her body, circling in the heart chakra, and moving up to her third eye. The darker energy’s were lines like lasers through the rest, and it was shooting from her directly into the old mans heart chakra. Her eyes revealed nothing of what was transpiring nor her body, she appeared to be just a young woman sitting here staring into the nothingness we all see from time to time, lost in thought we call it.
The man was very uncomfortable now, sweating and moving in what appeared small convulsionary motions, trying desperately to hide his discomfort, his practiced mode was beginning to breakdown under the stress he was feeling. Others around him were widening the girth as when someone is having a stroke or heart attack, the sense tells us to move away for something very personal is occurring. He was looking around for a source of this discomfort, for even unto the end, we seek outside before resigning ourselves to the reality it is within. It is always within.
Then his eyes saw her, and the locking was inseparable, they were One now. The flow from her reached light speed and beyond in the connection, and on his lips was a grin that sent shivers into my being, too large to be contained in the spine. This man was her molester of many years, the thief of her innocence and the torturer of her mind. I had to look away to calm the nausea in my stomach and the revulsion in my mind.
I looked again at her, and there were seven orbs of light around her head now, with streams aligned to her crown, they were the others he had hurt, I knew this to be the truth of it. The lasers within her were becoming lighter, as the aura of the old man became a swamp of muddy, murky anguish. He could take no more, he screamed in pain as his face twisted and contorted in torturous fury, he fell to the ground clutching his chest as onlookers stood frozen to the tiles. In one last cry of eternal pain, he went silent as the blood curdling scream echoed in everyone’s mind, filling the little shop like wind unable to escape. He lay dead, twisted and frozen in a horrible contortion that would awaken each bystander for weeks in their sleep.
I looked at the girl, and saw consciousness returning her reality in her eyes, she turned and looked again into her coffee, a tear forming in her eye. Her aura was pure white, calm and serene, with specks of gold and blue appearing and disappearing within its purity. She looked over at me, our eyes locked, fear knee jerked into my consciousness. Words form her mind flowed into mine “ Be at peace, as I am and the old man too. “
I walked over to her and sat down, we did not speak as the rest unfolded, the police screaming up with paramedics arriving, people yelling and crying, some running away in confusion and panic. I overheard the paramedic say to the police it was an obvious stroke or heart attack, or both, accounting for the contorted position of the man and the grimace look frozen on his face. We sat there for hours in total silence until all was as it had been before this event, even the manger had calmed down from the panic he thought would ensue from someone dying in his little coffee shop.
We left the shop together and walked to a park close by, there we talked until night enveloped us and we went our separate ways. I was bound to never repeat our conversation, as it was one of newly defined personal nature.
She asked me to keep our words a secret, and I gave her my oath to do so, but charged me to explain the nature and purpose of this days newly evolved ability of Human exchange.
Did she murder that man? I thought so while in the coffee shop, so would the police if they saw what my eyes and senses did, but they could not. I accused her of it at the onset of our talk later. Looked like murder by controlled energy to me.
Yet, I was wrong in my observation, and would soon learn why, and much more. She and others had been molested by this man , teacher for many years, under a threat of hurting their families if they ever revealed it to anyone, even to the degree have having stalked and photographed their families to ensure his access to them all.
Not so uncommon in circles of twisted humans, and one a child lives in deathly fear of, it is torture over years.
She told me what I was observing and it was not revenge, nor was his death anything but his own choice within the experience, he did not have to die, but chose to. It was not an act of anger or hatred, but one of self purification and self love of herself. It was an act of self-salvation.
What I was witnessing in the matrix of her energy was a large part of the chakras purpose within us, as we have always viewed them as processing centers for our incoming energies, but they also aid us in the control of energy we emit from us. Our five senses also can emit energy and sensation as well as take them in. We are designed to work both ways in all of our design.
She too had awaken that morning earlier than usual and felt compelled to visit the coffee shop which was not her custom, but she followed her intuitions, that she was very accustomed to doing, as most abused people are.
For within the experiences of abuse, quantum evolutions are taking place of biology and mental abilities, and the results can be the same as that of a lifetime of spiritual practices. This girl was given many hats to wear in her young life by the powers that controlled her. In spiritual circles she was called Indigo or Crystal child, at school she was called anti-social by administrators, and freak by the students. At home she was called a lot of things, but few of them complimentary.
She had taught herself to meditate, read books on spiritual practices, science books on quantum physics, and related biology’s and psychotherapies. She fed her mind with a veracious appetite for knowledge, for knowledge was power, and power would free her from her prison. During abuse she was a master at out of body experience and left.
But, things have changed a lot in the Universe and in evolution of the Human race. Under the noses of life’s busy commerce and self-indulgent people, a new species has evolved into our midst. For centuries we have talked of this evolutionary path, often referring to it as “ the Path “ but never seeing that someday it would be our reality.
Like the prophet so busy writing it, he fails to see it is occurring in his midst.
What occurred that day was a returning to the old man that which was his alone, she returned to him all the emotions he had left in her, imprinted onto her, and branded into her mind, the feelings of fear filled dread that were never hers to hold and to keep. In that laser beam of emotion, she was simply giving him back what he had so uncaringly left for her to deal with, leaving her as he had originally found her, her innocence unburied and pure of the sludge of his desires gone mad. For one cannot loose their innocence, just misplace it in the darkness.
When all that he had caused her to feel returned to his mind, it was more than he could bare, more than he had ever taken the time to consider, and the horrible anguish was more than he could live with, so he chose not to live anymore, and in his last conscious moment he heard he was truly forgiven. Yet chose to leave, so she was a carrier of no guilt or remorse, no crime had been committed.
She explained to me and to herself that this was the way of it now, and that the human race would now see the truth of justice and be guided into right action and thinking along this road of returning feelings to their proper owners. It was the way of the ones that came before her, called saints, messiahs, and divine, but now it is the way of us all. That DNA had a new code and new energy field of highly evolved codes emitting from them, they formed sacred geometry’s of perfected design. Allowing what we had been witness to this morning. This is what use to refer to in death as ‘ our life passing before our eyes ‘ seeing by feeling how we had made every person in our life feel in our interaction with them. Returning to them the product of their thoughts and emotion towards us.
Yet death need not be the catalyst for this revelation any longer. This also allows us to show in very real ways appreciation of the love and the kindness we have been given, the matrix sends equal and infinite love from eye to eye as in the coffee shop.
It has been four years since that day, and we have not spoken eye to eye since that day. She will be graduating college soon as a counselor to abused people, doing as she said that day she would, to teach and awaken everyone she could to this within themselves, and to connect with those awakened by their own experiences as she was. There is “ new sheriff “ in planet Earth, making all the others obsolete.
She asked me to write a book of all this, and this is the forerunner to it. She is out there somewhere and everywhere, and she looks like many young women and men, so be careful what you leave in the life others, it will be returned to you, because it belongs to you. | Translation - Romanian
Deasupra Clipei Cap.I
Privind Deasupra Clipei
Stateam la cafeneaua din apropiere, sorbind o mult prea scumpa ceasca de latte’, a carui nume avea atat de multe cuvinte incat le-am uitat pe toate. In fata mea se afla un ziar, plasat acolo doar pentru efect, mascand distractia mea favorita de a privi oamenii.
In aceste vremuri, a fi psihic nu este un lucru unic, si confera o cu totul noua particularitate observarii oamenilor, caci eu nu caut sa aflu secretele oamenilor, ci sa-i stiu pe cei constienti ca ii simt. E usor sa ‘simt’ o persoana a carei energie trece pe langa mine, oamenii fac aceasta tot timpul, inconstient. Ochii si simturile imi alunecau mereu catre o tanara femeie aflata in coltul dughenei, cu privirea fixata in ceasca de cafea de parca isi citea norocul in zat. Privirea ei s-a ridicat si mi-a intalnit ochii, dupa care si-a indreptat atentia catre tejghea si sirul de dependenti care se aduna aici zilnic, ca si mine.
De fapt eu vin arareori aici, caci prefer sa-mi prepar singur cafeaua, dar m-am trezit devreme cu senzatia ca trebuie sa ies afara si sa fiu printre semeni in aceasta dimineata. Faceam asta de destula vreme, ca sa imi urmez intuitia si inspiratia.
Simturile mele erau in alerta maxima, ceea ce in general insemna ca ceva sau cineva urma sa apara in viata mea astazi pentru un motiv.
Simteam ca fata era motivul. Parea destul de tanara ca sa se afle aici asa devreme, poate cincisprezece sau saisprezece ani, dar avand un chip ce reflecta maturitate, cu mult peste anii trupului ei, aceasta fata a cunoscut suferinta, si totusi energia care o inconjura reflecta culorile unei persoane luminate, cu o intelepciune educata, de tip spiritual. Era scunda cu parul castaniu tuns scurt, ochi verzi si cu constiinta scopului prezentei sale in acest loc. Continua sa arunce priviri catre tejghea, catre mine, si inapoi in ceasca sa. Astepta sosirea cuiva. Mi-am folosit simturile pentru a incerca s-o scanez, insa bloca orice astfel de intruziune, dar era constienta de prezenta unei minti similare in incapere. Aceasta se dovedea intrigant, si m-am bucurat ca ma aflu aici, desi nu stiam inca de ce.
Suvoiul de oameni se misca intr-un mod ce parea o rutina atat pentru clienti cat si pentru angajati, cu obisnuitul si uzualul monolog murmurat de “buna dimineata” si “sa aveti o zi frumoasa”. Am observat ca fata privea in sus la fiecare noua sosire, si simteam valuri ale energiei sale cu fiecare noua intrare. Era dificil totusi sa-mi dau seama cu precizie care era natura ei, teama, anticipare, un iubit poate. Dar, cu siguranta, era un gand puternic in spatele puterii sale.
M-am intors la cafeaua mea, pretinzand ca citesc ziarul.
Am fost brusc scuturat din gandurile mele, simtind o prezenta intunecata intrand in magazin, ca un nor de furtuna printre cei luminosi si puri, un om inalt, vârstnic, trecut de saizeci de ani, intra si se apropie de tejghea, zâmbind in timp ce comanda.
Timpul îndelungat in care a discutat cu ospatarul, indica o comanda multipla, printre pālāvrageala inutila a amandurora.
Era chel, cu sprancene stufoase, si emana o energie in totala contradictie cu zambetul si atitudinea lui, aceasta era o comportare studiata, in care era pusa gandire si energie controlata, pentru a crea o masca a sinelui.
Ochii mei se indreptara catre fata, ochii ei erau atintiti catre el, si devenisera de otel in expresia lor, fara sa clipeasca si nemiscati de la el. Energiile ei se ondulau acum din cap pana’n picioare, devenind mai intunecate cu fiecare val, era ca si cum as fi privit un tsunami formandu-se. Aceasta era destinatia asteptata de ea, si nu venise aici ca sa intalneasca un iubit sau un prieten. Aceasta era ceva ce nu simtisem si nu vazusem in patruzeci de ani de lucrari si experienta cu energiile, eram aici sa fiu martor la ceva nou.
Am incercat sa-i examinez emotia, si am fost literalmente aruncat inapoi din nou, ca si cand as fi fost trantit intr-un zid de un pumn zdravan. Respiratia mea fu taiata de puterea si intensitatea loviturii. Ochii mei se napustira catre obiectul privirii ei de laser incremenite.
Puteam vedea clar ca el o simte, dar era absorbit in sarcina sa. Il afecta ca un tantar bazaind in spatiul sau, convulsii subtile si gesturi de iritare ale mainii incepura sa apara. Eram uluit ca ceilalti nu simteau nimic din asta, dar la o privire mai atenta, am observat cum oamenii se departau de el inconstient, chiar dandu-se la o parte din calea lui, pentru a ajunge la tejghea. Era un joc subtil interpretat, dar actul dramatic final nu era departe in timp si spatiu. Orice era ceea ce se intampla aici, cu sigutanta era “Momentul spectacolului” aici si acum.
Mi-am schimbat pozitia astfel incat sa-i pot vedea pe amandoi nestanjenit, resemnandu-ma la rolul de observator, si fiind pus la locul meu de o ochire rapida a ochilor fetei catre mine, in timp ce ma miscam. Am auzit-o cu adevarat in mintea mea: “nu te baga”, si i-am raspuns “Am inteles”, fara formarea constienta a unui gand. Aceasta se desfasura intr-o arena de energii cu care nu eram inca familiar, si de care ma indoiesc ca multi de pe aceasta planeta erau. Cu toate acestea, ma simteam cumva privilegiat ca puteam fi martor la ea.
Puteam vedea energiile fetei la fel de clar precum puteam vedea scaunul pe care sedea. Un fascicol de lumina alba aurie ii intra prin cresetul capului, corpul ei era inconjurat de o aura de lumina alba, dar de la talpile ei venea o energie neagra in sus, prin corpul ei, rotindu-se in chakra inimii, si miscandu-se in sus pana la cel de-al treilea ochi al ei. Energiile intunecate erau sageti ca laserele, si tinteau de la ea direct in chakra inimii batranului. Ochii ei nu tradau nimic din ceea ce se intampla, nici corpul ei, parea sa fie doar o femeie tanara sezand acolo, uitandu-se pierduta in gol, asa cum toti vedem din cand in cand, si ii spunem “a fi cufundat in ganduri”.
Omul se simtea foarte inconfortabil acum, transpirand si miscandu-se in ceea ce apareau ca miscari spasmodice, incarcand cu disperare sa-si ascunda disconfortul. Atitudinea lui studiata incepea sa se clatine sub stresul pe care il simtea. Ceilalti din jurul lui largeau cercul, ca atunci cand cineva are un atac cerebral sau de inima, cand simturile ne spun sa ne indepartam pentru ca ceva foarte personal se intampla. Barbatul se uita imprejur dupa sursa acestui disconfort, caci pana in ultima clipa cautam in afara, inainte sa ne resemnam realitatii ca totul este inlauntrul nostru. Intotdeauna este inlauntru.
Apoi ochii lui o vazura pe fata, si inclestarea fu inseparabila, cei doi erau Unul acum. Fluxul emanand de la ea ajunse cu viteza luminii, si mai rapid in legatura lor, iar pe buzele lui aparu un ranjet care imi dadu fiori in toata fiinta, prea larg pentru a incapea in sira spinarii. Acest barbat era agresorul ei de ani de zile, hotul inocentei sale, si calaul mintii ei. Trebuii sa privesc in laturi sa-mi calmez greata din stomac si repulsia din minte.
Am privit din nou la ea, si erau sapte globuri de lumina in jurul capului ei acum, cu razele aliniate la crestetul ei, acestia erau ceilalti pe care ii abuzase, am stiut ca acesta era adevarul aici. Laserele din ea deveneau mai usoare, pe masura ce aura batranului devenea o mocirla de chin tulbure, intunecat. Nu mai putea suporta, suiera in durere, in timp ce fata lui se stramba si se contorsiona in furie chinuitoare, cazu la pamant tinandu-se de piept, pe cand privitorii stateau inghetati pe podea. Intr-un ultim urlet de durere eterna, intra in tacere, iar tipatul infiorator isi suna ecoul in mintea fiecaruia, umpland micul magazin ca un suflu incapabil de scapare. Omul cazu mort, rasucit si inghetat intr-o contorsionare oribila, care va trezi din somn pe fiecare privitor, pentru saptamni de zile.
M-am uitat la fata, si am vazut constienta intorcand realitatea in ochii ei, ea se intoarse si privi din nou in ceasca de cafea, o lacrima formandu-se in ochii ei. Aura ei era pura, alba, calma si senina, cu fire de aur si albastru aparand si disparand in puritatea ei. Se uita la mine, ochii nostri se inclestara, teama se strecura in constiinta mea. Cuvinte din mintea ei se scursera in mine: “Fii pe pace, asa cum sunt si eu, si batranul de asemenea”.
Am pasit pana la ea si m-am asezat, n-am schimbat nici un cuvant in timp ce s-a desfasurat restul, politia suierand cu sosirea paramedicilor, oameni tipand si plangand, unii alergand in jur in confuzie si panica. Am auzit paramedicul spunand politiei ca fusese un atac cerebral sau atac de cord, sau amandoua, care au cauzat pozitia contorsionata a omului si grimasa inghetata pe fata lui. Staturam acolo ore in sir in liniste completa, pana cand totul fu restabilit la fel cum fusese inaintea acestui eveniment. Pana si managerul se calma dupa panica la care se astepta sa urmeze dupa un deces survenit in mica sa cafenea.
Am parasit magazinul impreuna si ne-am plimbat pana la un parc din apropiere. Acolo am vorbit pana cand noaptea ne-a invaluit, si am plecat fiecare pe drumul lui. Mi-a cerut sa nu dezvalui niciodata conversatia noastra, ce fu una de o natura personala.
Fata ma ruga sa pastrez secretul discutiei noastre, iar eu ii jurai ca asa voi face, dar trebuii sa explic natura si scopul acestei noi si evoluate abilitati de comunicare umana de astazi.
Ea il ucisese pe barbat? Asa crezusem cand ma aflam in cafenea, la fel ar fi crezut si politia daca vedea ceea ce ochii si simturile mele vazusera, dar ei nu putusera sa vada. Am acuzat-o de asta la inceputul discutiei noastre de mai tarziu. Mie imi paruse a fi crima prin energie controlata.
Cu toate astea, gresisem in obsevatia mea, si curand aflai de ce, si mult mai multe. Ea si altii fusesera molestati de catre acest om, profesor timp de multi ani, sub amenintarea de a le face rau familiilor lor, daca ar fi dezvaluit aceasta oricarei persoane, mergand pana la a le urmari si fotografia familiile, pentru a-si asigura accesul la ele.
Nu e ceva neobisnuit in cercurile de oameni alienati, si odata ce un copil traieste cu o frica de moarte de un astfel de eveniment, el reprezinta o tortura pentru multi ani.
Fata imi confirma ceea ce observasem, si nu fusese razbunare, iar moartea lui nu fusese altceva decat propria lui alegere in aceasta experienta, nu trebuia sa moara dar facuse aceasta alegere. Nu fusese un act de manie sau ura, ci unul de auto purificare si iubire de sine. Fusese un act de salvare de sine.
Ceea ce putusem observa in matricea energiei ei, fu o mare parte a rolului chakrelor din noi, pe care le-am vazut intotdeauna ca centre de procesare a energiei care intra in noi, dar ele ne ajuta si in controlul energiei pe care o emitem in exterior. Cele cinci simturi pot de asemenea emite energie si senzatii, dupa cum pot sa si primeasca. Suntem alcatuiti sa functionam in ambele moduri, in integralitatea constructiei noastre.
Si ea se trezise in acea dimineata mai devreme ca de obicei, si se simti obligata sa viziteze cafeneaua, ceea ce nu-i statea in obisnuinta, dar isi urma intuitia, fiind foarte natural pentru ea sa faca asta, asa cum fac cele mai multe persoane abuzate.
Pentru ca prin experienta abuzului, biologia si abilitatile mintii sufera evolutii cuantice, iar rezultatele pot fi similare celor dobandite dupa o viata de practici spirituale. Fetei ii fu dat sa poarte multe palarii in tanara ei viata, de catre puterile care o controlau. In cercurile spirituale era numita copil Indigo sau Cristal, la scoala era numita de profesori anti-sociala, si ciudata de catre elevi. Acasa i se spunea in multe feluri, dar putine erau magulitoare.
Invatase singura sa mediteze, citise carti despre practicile spirituale, carti stiintifice despre fizica cuantica, si de biologie si psihoterapie. Isi hranise mintea cu un apetit sincer pentru cunoastere, caci cunoasterea insemna putere, iar puterea o va ajuta sa se elibereze din inchisoarea ei. In timpul abuzurilor, fusese o maestra a experientelor in afara din corp si pleca.
Dar, lucrurile se schimbara mult in Univers si in evolutia rasei umane. Sub nasul comertului aglomerat al vietii, si al oamenilor toleranti, o noua specie evolua in mijlocul nostru. De secole se vorbise de aceasta cale a evolutiei, numita adesea “Calea”, dar niciodata nu paruse ca va fi realitatea noastra.
Precum profetul atat de ocupat sa scrie despre ea, care nu reuseste sa observe ca apare in mijlocul nostru.
Ceea ce s-a intamplat in acea zi, fusese returnarea catre batranul om, a ceea ce ii apartinea exclusiv, fata ii inapoiase toate emotiile pe care barbatul le lasase in ea, sapate in sufletul ei si infierate in mintea ei, simtamintele de teama si groaza care nu fusesera niciodata ale ei, sa le experimenteze si sa le pastreze. In acea raza laser de emotie, ea ii inapoiase pur si simplu ceea ce el ii lasase atat de nepasator in grija, ramanand asa cum el o gasise initial, cu inocenta ei neingropata si nepatata de noroiul dorintelor lui ajunse la nebunie. Caci inocenta nu poate fi pierduta, ci doar ratacita in intuneric.
Cand tot ceea ce barbatul o facuse sa simta se intoarse in mintea lui, fu mai mult decat acesta putea indura, mai mult decat isi facuse vreodata timp sa considere, si fu peste puterile lui sa traiasca cu acea suferinta oribila, astfel incat hotari sa nu mai traiasca, iar in ultimul sau moment constient, barbatul auzise ca fusese iertat cu adevarat. Totusi, alese sa plece, deci fata nu purta nici o vina sau remuscare, nici o crima nu fusese comisa.
Ea imi explica mie si ei insesi ca aceasta era ordinea lucrurilor acum, si ca rasa umana va vedea acum adevarul justitiei, si va fi condusa spre actiuni corecte, si spre gandirea in acest cadru, al returnarii simtamintelor catre proprietarii lor. Fusese calea celor ce venisera inaintea ei, numiti sfinti, mesia, divinitati, dar acum este calea noastra a tuturor. ADN-ul avea un nou cod si noul camp energetic al codurilor foarte evoluate, emis de catre ele, forma geometria sacra a modelului perfect. Facand posibile evenimente precum cele la care fuseseram martori in aceasta dimineata. Aceasta reprezinta, referitor la moarte, asa-numita “viata noastra derulata in fata ochilor nostri”, a vedea prin simtaminte cum am facut pe fiecare persoana din viata noastra sa se simta, in interactiunea noastra cu ei. Returnarea catre ei a produsului gandurilor si emotiilor lor catre noi.
Totusi, moartea nu trebuie sa mai fie catalizatorul pentru aceasta revelatie. Aceasta ne permite de asemenea sa aratam in moduri foarte reale, aprecierea iubirii si amabilitatii care ni s-a acordat, matricea trimite si iubire nesfarsita de la ochi la ochi, precum se intamplase in cafenea.
Au trecut patru ani de la acea zi, si nu mai vorbiram fata in fata din acea zi. Fata va absolvi colegiul in curand ca si consilier pentru persoane abuzate, facand ceea ce spusese in acea zi ca va face, si anume sa invete si sa trezeasca pe oricine va putea, la aceasta realitate dinlauntrul lor, si sa se conecteze cu cei treziti prin propriile lor experiente, asa cum se intamplase cu ea. A aparut un “nou serif” pe planeta Pamant, facandu-i pe toti ceilalti depasiti.
Tanara femeie imi ceru sa scriu o carte despre toate astea, iar acesta este “cuvantul inainte”. Ea se afla undeva, in lume, si pretutindeni, si arata la fel ca multe tinere si tineri, asa ca fiti grijulii cu ceea ce lasati in vietile altora, caci va va fi inapoiat, fiindca va apartine. | English to Romanian: Beyond The Moment by Darrell Peter Borza, Chapter II (partial)
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Poetry & Literature | Source text - English
Beyond The Moment II
What’s Next?
I didn’t think about the coffee shop the whole way up to her graduation, I had vowed not to. I wanted to arrive at the graduation ceremony focused and clear, I meditated most of the two hour drive, talked to myself, and blasted some excellent music.
Over the last five years the young woman and I had written, emailed, and talked sometimes. Sometimes we talked in silence, as we had been for the last twenty minutes of my arrival. She had been in her senior year of high school when we met and today, was graduating college. Never, had we talked of that morning in the coffee shop, the old man, and our subsequent all night talk. Neither of us could ever discover a need to.
When you step through the veil, there is no reason to look back at the door, because you truly realize at that point there never was one.
The college was tucked away in the Ohio country side, where peace was common place and stars and the moon lit the night as one would expect in a quiet country town. Scholarships and summer remote work programs fed her academic endeavors, while tours in the South American jungles fed her spirit and strengthened her body. Still short cropped dark hair, green almond shaped eyes still seeking and sending. It was a feeling of one flow appearing to be multidimensional for the observers in life. But, aren’t we all? Humans fight hard for their restriction while protesting it at the same time.
Our faces had been burned into each others memories so deeply and detailed it was there for future generations to observe at will. During our first talk, more sensory communication occurred than verbal. So it was easy to visualize her face in meditation and connect, and doing so was becoming easier and easier. Such ability is not the advantage of a few, everyone is designed for total communication by biological design and mind ability. It is a feeling, because feeling is the Universal language, the true Divine syntax of communication into the larger mind of ourselves, the world and the Universe itself.
Onward and upward to the ceremony. I felt every past life that had attended one of these yawn. Tradition has its place and it is difficult to inject newness into it. I think the same speeches have been traditionally handed down from school to school, honor student to honor student.
Although, the most unique one I have ever heard was at my high school graduation. The person delivering it was a young woman I had attended catholic school with in our younger years. She was extremely smart and very genuinely nice, caring and sincere. If she asked how your day was, she was sincerely interested in the answer.
In her speech she essentially cold-cocked the class and administration for the way that she had been treated by the students for being smarter than most of the teachers and the administration for closing their eyes to the torment of a lot of the student body, while focusing on the those that played sports, cheer leaded and their rich parents. They didn’t see it coming and Bernadine did not advertise her speech before hand, they just assumed she would deliver a speech about the’ good old days ‘ of high school and world peace. They could not have been more wrong. The speech was followed by thunderous applause and cheering and at least two thirds of the graduation leaving behind Bernadine’s exit from the stage. Ah, the good old days.
I had hoped for the same today, a hopeful break from the mundane rhetoric of these events, a spark of new boldness in the youth heading out into the world. I took a seat in the warm sun and patiently awaited the festivities.
I suppose it is time to give this young woman a name for reading purposes. I only know her by her screen name ‘ Self Messiah ‘, as introductions escaped us when we met, they somehow seemed to fall into the category of unimportant considering the mornings events. I scanned the graduate name list in the booklet, seeing if I could sense her name. I felt a psychic tap on my minds eye, ‘ Sarah ‘ I heard sweep into my mind – got it, thanks.
I spotted her in the sea of swaying robes across the grass waiting for a line to form into the seats, she was a thousand miles away in her expression, and I was sensing the impatience to be past this afternoon. I drifted off into a mantra I used for just such occasions “ God wake me when its over “ repeated in old Vedic tradition of course. At last her row began to move, I thought she was beginning the receiving portion of the show, but she was going to give a speech, odd a whole row mobilizing for it though.
As the row moved across the grass to the stage, they fanned out in a V formation, like geese flowing into position for flight, with Sarah at point, this was deliberate for effect, they have my attention.
As the wind blew their robes, I was swept into a glimpse of a future scene of robed people ascending to a new order of life, feeling I had read it in a book that was not yet written, but in the works.
She walked directly to the podium and began to speak as the others formed a half circle behind her, ten people in all, six women and four men.
“ Our youth is trapped, in the diaphragm of the worlds breathing. We are being squeezed by the in breath of the old, and uncaringly thrown into a void as the new breathes out into life. This is more than the natural order of breathing, this is the last breath of this world as we know it.
One has only to observe their own lives to see this is so, search your own hearts for truth, see what you are looking at. Then go to a mirror to find the answers you seek, they lie nowhere else.
When I arrived here at college, I was grown far beyond my years, I had learned that learning never ceases, choose to stop learning and death begins. So my fellow students, be students forever into time, and be Masters in the moment. This is how we escape the breathing of humankind and become the embodiment of the breath. We are the new Breath of Life into life.
These people behind me are those I taught when I arrived, they in turn have taught hundreds more, and those hundreds are teaching thousands. Teaching what ? A simple technique for ridding ourselves of the toxins that preceded us, the ones we were born into and became infected with through experiences of Neanderthals still walking amongst us. You will know who you are before this speech concludes, as a demonstration will soon follow of what we bring to life. This may well be the most unique graduation in history.
Under the cloak of greed, corruptions, and war for the sake of genetic cleansings and profit, the old species of Human perception has reigned. Now, a new species of Human Erectus has appeared, unnoticed, unfettered and uncontrollable. We are a species within a species, neither superior or inferior, just different. “
I looked out across the audience, as ‘ fight or flight ‘ emotional instinct began to permeate the air. My God, it’s the coffee shop on mass scale. This is going to get interesting to say the least. People were showing signs of an uneasiness they could not define, the worst kind for a Human Being. Some were even sitting on the edge of their seats in anticipation of what was following, although thoughts were flooding the area, none had caught the energy of this. So I returned to listening. | Translation - Romanian
Deasupra Clipei II
Ce urmeaza?
Nu m-am gandit la intamplarea din cafenea deloc, pe drum catre festivitatea ei de absolvire, ii jurasem sa n-o fac. Doream sa ajung la ceremonia de absolvire concentrat si limpede la minte, am meditat cea mai mare parte a celor doua ore de conducere, am vorbit cu mine insumi, si am ascultat o muzica excelenta.
De-a lungul ultimilor cinci ani, eu si tanara femeie ne-am scris, ne-am trimis e-mail-uri si am vorbit uneori. Cateodata vorbeam in tacere, asa cum am facut si in ultimele douazeci de minute de la sosirea mea. Fusese in ultimul an de liceu cand ne-am cunoscut, iar astazi absolvea colegiul. Niciodata nu vorbiseram despre acea dimineata in cafenea, omul varstnic, si convorbirea noastra de o noapte intreaga ce urmase. Nici unul dintre noi nu simtise vreodata nevoia sa o faca.
Cand pasesti prin val, nu exista motiv sa privesti inapoi catre usa, caci iti dai seama cu adevarat ca niciodata nu existase vreunul.
Colegiul era ascuns in zona de tara a statului Ohio, unde pacea era un lucru obisnuit, iar stelele si luna luminau noaptea asa cum era de asteptat intr-un oras linistit de provincie. Cursurile si programele de practica la distanta, de vara, i-au hranit stradaniile academice, in timp ce plimbarile prin jungla sud-americana i-au hranit spiritul si i-au intarit trupul. Avea inca parul castaniu, taiat scurt, ochi verzi migdalati, inca in cautare si emisie. Era un sentiment precum un flux aparea a fi multidimensional, pentru observatorii din viata. Dar, nu suntem toti asa? Oamenii se lupta din greu pentru restrictiile lor, si in acelasi timp protesteaza impotriva lor.
Fetele noastre fusesera intiparite in memoria celuilalt atat de adanc si detaliat, incat se aflau acolo pentru generatiile viitoare sa le observe dupa dorinta. In timpul primei noastre convorbiri, aparuse mai multa comunicare senzoriala decat verbala. De acea, fusese usor sa ii vizualizez fata in meditatie si sa ne conectam, iar aceasta practica devenise din ce in ce mai usoara. Aceasta abilitate nu este avantajul catorva, cu totii suntem proiectati pentru comunicare totala, prin modelul biologic si capacitatile mintii. Este un sentiment, pentru ca simtirea este limbajul Universal, adevarata sintaxa Divina a comunicarii in mintea noastra mai larga, lume si Universul insusi.
Inainte si in sus catre ceremonie. Am simtit fiecare viata trecuta care asistase la vreuna din aceste deschideri. Traditia are locul ei, si este dificil sa inoculezi noutate in ea. Cred ca aceleasi cuvantari fusesera transmise traditional din scoala in scoala, de la student de onoare la student de onoare.
Totusi, cea mai deosebita pe care am auzit-o vreodata, a fost la absolvirea mea de liceu. Persoana care o sustinea era o tanara femeie cu care am fost coleg la scoala catolica, in anii nostri de tinerete. Era extrem de inteligenta si cu adevarat draguta, grijulie si sincera. Daca te intreba ce zi ai avut, era sincer interesata de raspuns.
In cuvantarea ei, in esenta, a atacat clasa si administratia pentru modul in care fusese tratata de elevi pentru ca era mai desteapta decat majoritatea profesorilor, si administratia pentru ca inchisese ochii la suferinta unei mari parti a elevilor, in timp ce acordase atentie numai celor care practicau sporturi, liderilor suporterilor si parintilor lor instariti. Nu se asteptasera la asa ceva, iar Bernadine nu-si anuntase discursul inainte, credeau ca va vorbi despre “frumoasele zile de demult” ale liceului, si pacea mondiala. Nu se putusera insela mai rau! Cuvantarea fu urmata de aplauze furtunoase si ovatii, si cel putin doua treimi din absolventi plecara dupa parasirea scenei de catre Bernadine. Ah, frumoasele zile de demult!
Speram la ceva asemanator pentru astazi, o pauza imbucuratoare in retorica obisnuita a acestor evenimente, o scanteie proaspata de indrazneala a tinerilor care se avantau afara, in lume. Mi-am luat un scaun in soarele cald, si asteptam cu rabdare festivitatile.
Cred ca este timpul sa-i dam un nume acestei tinere femei, pentru scopul lecturii. Eu o stiu numai dupa numele de scena, “Mesia Insusi”, caci prezentarile ne scapara cand ne-am intalnit, parand intr-un fel neimportante in comparatie cu evenimentele diminetii. Am scanat lista numelor absolventilor din brosura, ca sa vad daca-i pot intui numele. Am simtit o atingere psihica pe ochii mintii – “Sarah” – am auzit trecandu-mi prin minte. Am ghicit, multumesc!
Am reperat-o in marea de robe leganandu-se de-a lungul gazonului, asteptand sa se formeze un rand printre scaune. Era la mii de mile departare in expresia ei, si am simtit nerabdarea de a vedea trecuta aceasta dupaamiaza. Am alunecat intr-o mantra pe care o foloseam doar pentru astfel de ocazii: “Dumnezeu sa ma trezeasca cand e gata”, rostita in vechea traditie vedica, desigur. In sfarsit randul ei incepu sa se miste. Credeam ca ea incepe portiunea primirii din spectacol, dar avea sa tina un discurs, ciudat, un intreg rand se mobiliza pentru asta.
Cum randul se misca prin iarba catre scena, se raspandira in forma de V, ca gastele asezandu-se in pozitie de zbor, cu Sarah la varf, asta era deliberat, pentru efect, aveau toata atentia mea.
Cum vantul le sufla robele, am fost purtat intr-o strafulgerare a unei scene din viitor, cu oameni in robe inaltandu-se la o noua dimensiune a vietii, avand senzatia ca am citit despre asta intr-o carte ce nu fusese inca scrisa, ci era inca in lucru.
Fata urca direct pe podium si incepu sa vorbeasca, in timp ce colegii ei formau un semicerc in spatele ei, zece oameni in total, sase femei si patru barbati.
“Tineretea noastra este prinsa in diafragma respiratiei lumiii. Suntem striviti in respiratia vechiului, si aruncati cu nepasare intr-un vid, cum noul incepe sa capete viata si sa respire. Aceasta este peste ordinea naturala a respiratiei, asta este ultima respiratie a acestei lumi asa cum o stim.
Oricine trebuie doar sa-si observe propria viata ca sa vada ca este asa, cautati in inimile voastre adevarul, vedeti ceea ce este acolo unde priviti. Apoi mergeti in fata unei oglinzi pentru a gasi raspunsurile pe care le cautati, ele nu se afla altundeva.
Cand eu am ajuns aici la colegiu, eram maturizata cu mult peste anii mei, am invatat ca invatatura nu se sfarseste niciodata, alege sa incetezi a mai invata, si incepe moartea. Asa incat, prietenii mei studenti, fiti studenti pentru totdeauna in timp, si fiti maestri in acest moment. Asa putem scapa de respiratia umanitatii, si sa devenim intruchiparea respiratiei. Noi suntem noua Respiratie a Vietii in viata.
Acesti oameni din spatele meu sunt cei pe care i-am invatat eu cand am sosit, la randul lor ei au invatat alte sute, iar acele sute invata mii. Ce invata? O simpla tehnica de a ne descotorosi de toxinele care ne-au contaminat, cele in care ne-am nascut si ne-am infectat cu ele, prin experientele Neandertalilor care umbla inca printre noi. Veti sti cine sunteti inainte ca acest discurs sa se sfarseasca, caci o demonstratie va urma in curand, a ceea ce aducem noi vietii. Aceasta ar putea foarte bine sa fie cea mai deosebita absolvire din istorie.
Sub mantia lacomiei, coruptiei si razboiului, de dragul epurarii rasiale si a profitului, vechea specie a perceptiei Umane a domnit. Acum, o noua specie a Homo Erectus a aparut, neobservata, neincatusata si necontrolabila. Noi suntem o specie in interiorul unei specii, nici superioara nici inferioara, doar diferita.”
Am privit imprejur catre audienta, in timp ce instinctul emotional “lupta sau fugi” incepu sa strabata aerul. Dumnezeule, este scena din cafenea la scara de masa! Asta se anunta a fi interesant, cel putin. Oamenii dadeau semne de un discomfort pe care nu il puteau defini, de genul cel mai rau pentru o Fiinta Umana. Unii chiar stateau pe marginea scaunelor lor, in anticiparea a ceea ce avea sa urmeze. Desi ganduri inundasera zona, nimeni nu prinse energia acestora. Asa ca ma intorsei sa ascult. | English to Romanian: Seeing Your Perfection - Letting Your Light Shine DailyOM
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Detailed field: Journalism | Source text - English
Seeing Your Perfection
Letting Your Light Shine
DailyOM
We are each born into this world with unique gifts. Within us is a glimmer of the divine, a light that can potentially make the world a more beautiful place. But in many, that light lies dormant, snuffed out by fears and feelings of inadequacy. To spark it is to attract attention, face the possibility of rejection or the responsibility of success, and risk being labeled immodest. Yet when we undermine the light by hiding our aptitudes and quashing our dreams, we deny ourselves and others a wealth of experiences. Your abilities are a part of who you are and when you take pride in them, you affirm the love, esteem, and trust with which you view yourself. Moreover, as you express the light within, you grant others permission to do the same, freeing them to explore their own talents.
For some, we are taught to hide our light from the world since childhood. Relatives caution us that the professions associated with our aptitudes are unattainable. Our peers may be envious of our skills and thus overly critical of the activities we instinctively enjoy. And authority figures admonish us to be humble and avoid showing off. But there is a vast chasm that separates those who let their light shine and those who seek only to draw attention to themselves. When you dare to share your light with the world, the beauty and perfection of your soul become clearly visible. You become a whole being the literal embodiment of your vast potential. Whether you are a wonderful dancer, a first-rate cook, quick with numbers, or a natural negotiator, you'll come to understand that you do the world no favors when you hold yourself back.
If you have hidden your light for so long that it has shrunk to an ember, make a list of everything you do well, however impractical, silly, or seemingly inconsequential. Then ask yourself how you can positively utilize those abilities in your daily life. The gifts you were born with were not granted to you arbitrarily. While you may never discover what impact your light has had on others, you can be certain that when you embrace your talents and share them with others, you will spread illumination in the world. | Translation - Romanian
Recunoaste-ti Perfectiunea
Permite Luminii Tale Sa Straluceasca
DailyOM
Cu totii ne nastem in aceasta lume cu daruri unice. Inlauntrul nostru este o scanteie divina, o lumina capabila sa faca lumea un loc mai frumos. Dar in multi dintre noi, acea lumina zace adormita, distrusa de temeri si sentimente de imperfectiune. A o aprinde inseamna a atrage atentia, a face fata posibilei respingeri sau responsabilitatii succesului, si a risca sa fim catalogati ca lipsiti de modestie. Si totusi, cand subminam lumina prin ascunderea aptitudinilor noastre si strivirea visurilor noastre, ne refuzam noua si celorlalti o bogatie de experiente. Abilitatile tale sunt o parte din cine esti tu, si cand esti mandru de ele, afirmi iubirea, stima si increderea cu care te vezi pe tine insuti. Mai mult, prin exprimarea luminii launtrice, le acorzi celorlalti permisiunea sa faca la fel, eliberandu-i sa-si exploreze propriile lor talente.
Unii dintre noi suntem invatati din copilarie sa ne ascundem lumina interioara de lume. Rudele ne previn ca profesiile asociate cu aptitudinile noastre sunt intangibile. Confratii nostri ar putea fi invidiosi pe talentele noastre si astfel exagerat de critici cu activitatile care ne fac placere instinctiv. Iar figurile autoritare ne admonesteaza sa fim umili si sa evitam sa facem pe grozavii. Dar exista o prapastie enorma care ii separa pe cei ce lasa lumina launtrica sa straluceasca, de cei care cauta doar sa atraga atentia asupra lor. Cand indraznesti sa-ti impartasesti lumina cu lumea, frumusetea si perfectiunea sufletului tau devin clar vizibile. Devii o finta completa, intruchiparea exacta a vastului tau potential. Fie ca esti un dansator minunat, un bucatar de prima clasa, iti umbla mintea rapid cu numerele, sau un negociator natural, vei ajunge sa intelegi ca nu faci lumii nici o favoare atunci cand esti retinut.
Daca ti-ai ascuns lumina atat de mult timp incat s-a prefacut in cenusa, fa o lista cu tot ceea ce faci bine, nu conteaza cat de nepractic, prostesc sau aparent neimportant pare. Apoi intreaba-te cum poti folosi in mod pozitiv acele abilitati, in viata de fiecare zi. Talentele cu care te-ai nascut nu ti-au fost acordate fara rost. In timp ce s-ar putea sa nu descoperi niciodata ce impact a avut lumina ta asupra altora, poti sa fii sigur ca atunci cand iti imbratisezi talentele si le impartasesti cu ceilalti, vei raspandi iluminare in lume. | English to Romanian: Finding Your Pinnacle - Mountain Meditation, DailyOM
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Detailed field: Journalism | Source text - English
Finding Your Pinnacle
Mountain Meditation
DailyOM
Throughout history, humankind has stood in awe of mountains. The strength and sturdiness evident in the rocky crags and smooth slopes of peaks around the globe have from time immemorial inspired creativity and kindled courage. Mountains have been venerated by many cultures, which worshipped great summits as gods and sacred beings. In their looming presence, humanity has seen power, steadfastness, and resolve. Yet you needn’t live near a mountain to tap into this vast energy of commanding grandeur. Conversely, since mountains are as unique in form as human beings, your locale may exist under the unwavering gaze of a small mountain without your knowing it. As you practice mountain meditation, the power that lurks in the heart of all mountains will flow into you while their essential beauty reminds you that you, too, are a creature of the earth.
If there are mountains in your area, plan to spend some time enjoying the peaceful embrace of Mother Nature, which can be a potent meditation aid. Likewise, grasping a rock or stone in your hand will enable you to easily tap into earth energy. If you are prevented by circumstance from visiting a mountain, however, begin by visualizing yourself at the base of a towering summit. Holding a rock can be helpful to tune into mountain energy. You may find yourself picturing a steep and majestic snowcapped peak or a lush, tree-covered mass that rises gently from the earth. Sit or imagine yourself sitting at the mountain’s base and spend a few minutes simply coexisting with it. When you feel tranquil, express your intention to commune with your mountain and ask to receive its energy. Project your consciousness onto the mountain’s peak, and look down upon the flatlands over which it stands guard. Send light to the flora and fauna that call the mountain home. You may discover that you ! feel wonderfully immense and unshakable as you delve deeper into the meditation.
Finally, ask the mountain to serve as a guide and give it your sincerest gratitude. If you have literally visited a plateau or summit, pass time with the mountain by camping, hiking, or picnicking upon it. Or, if your journey has been a spiritual one, use your imagination to survey the sights, sounds, and scents of your mountain. As your explorations progress, you will become ever more grounded, growing gradually into your personal power. When you are finished meditating with mountain energy, give thanks to this strong and powerful energy for sharing time with you. | Translation - Romanian
Gaseste-ti Piscul
Meditatia Muntelui
DailyOM
De-a lungul istoriei, omenirea a venerat muntii. Taria si fermitatea evidente in piscurile stancoase si versantii netezi ai varfurilor muntoase de pe glob, au inspirat din timpuri imemoriale creativitatea si au aprins curajul. Muntii au fost venerati de multe culturi, care au preaslavit piscurile grandioase ca pe niste zei si fiinte sacre. In prezenta siluetei lor, umanitatea a vazut putere, statornicie si hotarare. Totusi, nu trebuie sa traiti langa un munte pentru a va cufunda in aceasta vasta energie a grandorii impresionante. Dimpotriva, din moment ce muntii sunt atat de unici in forma ca si fiintele omenesti, locatia voastra poate exista sub privirea neclintita a unui mic munte, fara sa stiti acest lucru. Prin practicarea meditatiei muntelui, puterea ascunsa in inima tuturor muntilor va va patrunde, in timp ce frumusetea lor absoluta va va aminti ca si voi sunteti creaturi ale pamantului.
Daca sunt munti in zona voastra, planuiti sa petreceti catva timp bucurandu-va de imbratisarea linistita a Mamei Natura, care poate fi un ajutor pretios al meditatiei. La fel, a tine o roca sau piatra in mana, va va permite sa simtiti cu usurinta energia pamantului. Daca imprejurarile va impiedica sa vizitati un munte, oricum, incepeti prin a va vizualiza la baza unui pisc falnic. A tine in mana o roca, va poate ajuta sa va acordati la energia muntelui. Puteti sa va imaginati un pisc abrupt si maiestuos acoperit de zapada, sau o forma luxurianta, acoperita de copaci, rasarind delicat din pamant. Sedeti, sau imaginati-va sezand la baza muntelui, si petreceti cateva minute coexistand pur si simplu cu el. Cand va simtiti linistit, exprimati-va intentia de a comunica cu muntele vostru, si cereti sa primiti energia lui. Proiectati-va constienta pe varful muntelui, si priviti in jos la campiile peste care sta de paza. Trimiteti lumina peste flora si fauna care numesc muntele casa lor. Veti putea descoperi ca va simtiti minunat de imensi si de neclintit, in timp ce va cufundati mai adanc in meditatie.
In final, cereti muntelui sa va fie ghid, si daruiti-i recunostinta voastra cea mai sincera. Daca ati vizitat cu adevarat un platou sau un pisc, petreceti timp cu muntele prin campare, excursii, sau avand un picnic pe el. Sau, daca voiajul vostru a fost unul spiritual, folositi-va imaginatia pentru a cerceta peisajele, sunetele si aromele muntelui vostru. Cum explorarea voastra progreseaza, veti deveni mai inradacinati, crescand treptat in puterea voastra personala. Cand ati terminat meditatia cu energia muntelui, multumiti acestei energii durabile si puternice, pentru ca si-a petrecut timpul cu voi. | English to Romanian: Why We Have Challenges by Cindy Ashton
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Journalism | Source text - English
Why We Have Challenges
by Cindy Ashton
So many times in our lives we are faced with an obstacle and feel completely trapped and backed into a corner. When we feel this way,it is because the universe is encouraging us to grow even more into our purest, greatest selves. Are you up for the challenge?
My experience of dying and going to the other side showed me that we come from an infinite, powerful, perfect source. If we are from that source, then we ARE perfect and have all the power within us we need to get out of that corner.
What happens is that we come to this earth to play and get brainwashed into believing all these soul crushing faulty truths. Next thing you know, when we are faced with a monster,we are so stuck in our limited thinking and way of being that we feel trapped and unable to move. Unless we release some of those negative layers, things just get worse… and continue to until we make a positive shift.
To sum up: We were created from perfection, so we are PERFECT at soul level, and everything else is an inauthentic layer that has been imposed upon us. We have forgotten who we really are. When backed into a corner, the universe is pushing us to shed some of the negative patterns we learned on earth, expanding us further, bringing us closer to our purest, greatest selves.
It’s time to molt people!
A personal story…
After writing you all last week to say I haven’t been sick for 2 years, I woke up Thursday morning sick as a dog. LOL. Now for me to get sick is really serious because of my previous heart issues. I knew I was in a dangerous and vulnerable postion…In addition to the threat to my heart, I am 3000 miles away from the help of family/friends and have no access to my free Canadian healthcare. And I am still working on getting everything organized here so I still have no healthcare plan in the US. Felt totally trapped. I said to myself, “Well, you have 2 choices: fly back to Toronto or heal this sucker ASAP.” At that moment I honestly didn’t think I would be able to handle trying to pack a suitcase, get a taxi, sit in a plane for hours and so on. I said to myself, “well Cindy, the universe is pushing you to go back to your perfection – that part of you that is powerful and can accomplish anything. Are you up for the challenge? ” Within half a day I was up and moving again and within 2 days completely healed.
In case you are wondering…
I healed by: asking my body why it was sick, listening for the answer (even if it was hard to hear the truth), and giving it compassion and love. I also imagined my T-cells growing larger with green healing light shining from them and then seeing them sweep through my body. I made it to the store and scanned the energy of various natural remedies and trusted my intuition on which to use. And of course I had standard things like chicken soup and oranges.
I got closer to my soul that day because I trusted in its ability to heal on a deeper level and felt my perfection more than I ever have before.
Remember – when you are having a challenge, it is simply because you are ready to grow closer to your greatest self. So celebrate the challenge, knowing it is the blessing to move you forward. | Translation - Romanian
De Ce Intalnim Provocari
de Cindy Ashton
De atatea ori in viata intampinam un obstacol si ne simtim complet blocati si pusi la zid. Cand ne simtim astfel, este pentru ca Universul ne incurajeaza sa ne dezvoltam si mai mult in sinele nostru pur si grandios. Acceptati provocarea?
Experienta mea in pragul mortii si trecerea dincolo, mi-a aratat ca venim dintr-o sursa infinita, puternica si perfecta. Daca suntem din acea sursa, atunci SUNTEM perfecti si avem in noi toata puterea necesara pentru a iesi din acel colt.
Ceea ce se intampla, este ca venim pe acest pamant sa ne jucam si ni se spala creierul pentru a crede toate aceste zdrobitoare adevaruri false. Urmatorul lucru stiti, cand suntem confruntati cu un necaz, suntem atat de blocati in gandirea noastra limitata si in modul nostru de a fi, incat ne simtim in capcana si incapabili sa ne miscam. Daca nu indepartam unele dintre acele straturi negative, lucrurile se inrautatesc… si continua sa se agraveze pana cand facem o schimbare in bine.
Pentru a sumariza: Am fost creati din perfectiune, deci suntem PERFECTI la nivelul sufletului, si tot restul este doar un invelis neautentic care ne-a fost impus. Am uitat cine suntem cu adevarat. Cand suntem inghesuiti la colt, Universul ne preseaza sa ne debarasam de unele dintre obiceiurile negative pe care le-am invatat pe pamant, sa ne dezvoltam mai mult, ajungand mai aproape de sinele nostru pur si grandios.
E vremea naparlirii, oameni buni!
O istorie personala…
Dupa ce v-am scris tuturor saptamana trecuta si v-am spus ca n-am fost bolnava de 2 ani, m-am trezit joi dimineata bolnava ca un caine. Doamne! Acuma, pentru mine a ma imbolnavi este ceva serios, din cauza problemelor mele anterioare cu inima. Am stiut ca sunt intr-o situatie periculoasa si vulnerabila. .. Pe langa amenintarea pentru inima mea, sunt la 3000 de mile distanta de ajutorul familiei / prietenilor si nu am acces la serviciile de sanatate gratuite din Canada. Si inca lucrez pentru a organiza totul aici, asa incat nu am inca planuri de tratament in SUA. Ma simteam complet prinsa in cursa. Mi-am spus: “Bine, ai 2 variante: zbori inapoi la Toronto sau vindeci aceasta porcarie imediat”. In acel moment, sincer nu credeam ca as fi fost in stare sa ma ocup de impachetat o valiza, sa iau un taxi, sa stau intr-un avion cateva ore, si asa mai departe. Mi-am zis: “Draga Cindy, Universul te impinge sa te intorci la perfectiunea ta – acea parte din tine care este puternica si poate realiza orice. Accepti provocarea? “ Intr-o jumatate de zi eram sus si ma puteam misca, si in doua zile am fost complet vindecata.
In caz ca va intrebati…
M-am vindecat astfel: intrebandu-mi corpul de ce este bolnav, ascultand raspunsul (chiar daca a fost greu sa aud adevarul), si daruindu-i compasiune si iubire. De asemenea, mi-am imaginat celulele T crescand mai mari, stralucind cu lumina verde vindecatoare, si apoi le-am vazut miscandu-se prin corpul meu. Am reusit sa merg la magazin, si am scanat energia diverselor remedii naturiste, si mi-am urmat intuitia pe care sa le folosesc. Si bineinteles am luat lucruri obisnuite, ca supa de pui si portocale.
M-am apropiat de sufletul meu in acea zi, pentru ca am avut incredere in abilitatea lui de a vindeca, intr-un grad mai mare, si mi-am perceput perfectiunea mai mult decat oricand inainte.
Amintiti-va – cand va confruntati cu provocari, este doar pentru ca sunteti pregatiti sa deveniti mai apropiati de sinele vostru cel adevarat. Deci celebrati provocarea, stiind ca este binecuvantarea pentru a merge mai departe. | English to Romanian: Solstice message - a message from Nancy Leilah Ward
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Journalism | Source text - English
Solstice message
a message from Nancy Leilah Ward
Sunday, 21 June, 2009
We are expanding and accelerating. As the expansion is raises us up – our energetic vibration is accelerating; our frequency is vibrating more quickly. Through this evolutionary process our wounds are also undergoing expansion, so it may seem like we’re revisiting some wounds we thought were healed; things we have already worked on – old feelings coming up – and this is just passing through, it is part of our expansion – revisiting what we’ve healed to check in to see if there is something that is still left which needs our attention.
One of the best ways to heal ourselves is through self love. Loving the self is like a nectar or a healing balm – as we love ourselves we are loving God, the Creator, All That Is, for we are the physical embodiment of Creator Source. Doesn’t it feel good to know that inside? Breathing and being gentle with ourselves, nurturing ourselves in small ways is important at this time. The energies may feel overwhelming, resulting in fatigue or lethargy. It helps to surrender to these feelings when they come up and give ourselves a time out – to read a book, watch a movie, go for a walk, or simply to rest.
Many of One wish to speak to us about telepathy
You each have a unique energetic vibration that is your “you-ness” – the way you have always felt – your energetic fingerprint – the way you feel yourself deep inside. One of the ways of communicating telepathically is through feeling. You are all connected to a great web of energy. You can send your feeling-tone to vibrate out onto that web. You can tune into the feeling-tone of one whom you wish to connect with. Send your energetic signature out to theirs by vibrating both feeling-tones together. This is the beginning – a rudimentary stage on how to touch in with each other – the first step in learning how to use your telepathic abilities. It’s also tied in to your psychic abilities – everyone has psychic abilities – this can be developed – you can learn how to use these abilities. Trusting your intuition is also part of this aspect of reaching out and connecting with each other telepathically.
Just as a spider feels the vibration on her web, this is how communication is transmitted. You are doing this already—this message is to show you that you can communicate consciously. Haven’t you found yourself suddenly thinking of someone and their feeling is so strong within you that you feel yourself greeting them and giving them an etheric hug? This is real; this is telepathic communication. Maybe you are not telling a story telepathically, but you are touching in with one another with your feelings. This communication will expand into communicating ideas or messages, however in the beginning it is a matter of touching in on each other’s energy. This also revolves around feelings o f love and trust. Trust that when someone pops into your mind they are indeed thinking of you. You can meet them energetically and send love back to them and amplify that connection. As more and more people do this, when the connection is met, you will all open to trust and knowing that this is really happening. It takes practice, and this is what you are expanding into.
As you begin to develop this you may find that the person you want to reach might not be available. You may need to make appointments with each other to connect telepathically in the beginning. There is also the aspect of privacy – no one will be able to “bust in on you” if you do not wish to be available. You are all living within free will choice.
We wish to talk to you about the seeds you have planted in the last six months between the Winter Solstice and this summer Solstice. Celebrate what you have created with self respect and self love. Know that you are creating more and more consciously. Whatever you focus your attention on becomes what you create. Make a list of what you wish to create from this time going forward. You are learning more and more to manifest your desires into your lives. You are here at this time of the world for a reason. You amplify your gifts into the world simply with your being-ness, your unique vibration.
More and more you will find yourselves connecting with people who carry a similar resonance as you spiral up on the energies of creativity, growth and expansion. You are magnetizing yourselves to each other. You are now entering a time where Power to the People is at hand. You are seeing this power – from the grass roots – playing out on the global plane. Power to the people is getting stronger and your telepathic abilities will feed into this as well. You tap into the Beam – a beam of energy, light, information – a collective beam of acceleration which is also part of the unfolding. There will be more information coming through regarding the Beam.
Gather together in small groups with a purpose, to amplify energy or to create something out in the world, or to simply gather together to share a meal, sit around a fire, share your experiences with one another. Open your hearts to each other – creating community is vital at this time.
What is happening in the world is that the chains that have kept humanity down – the chains of fear and control – are falling away in the light of Love. You will become more empowered on an individual level and a collective level. The powers that have been in control are losing their grip. The energy and power is rising from below up through the bottom of your feet, into your bodies, your energy field, radiating out into each individual’s life. This is a time where you begin to realize how important each person’s individual offering is to the Whole. Celebrate this, it is very good news for you! The fear that has held so many down for so long is fading away as more and more people refuse to be caught up in that energy any longer. You can loosen the grip of fear by using your breath to bring your focus from your mind into your heart. The mind is no longer in the driver’s seat! It is the heart that drives your etheric vehicles. Breathe into your heart and into the moment of now. Know that you are not alone. As you find the way to dissipate fear, know that others are doing it as well and you are picking up on each other’s energy telepathically, for you are all One. You are picking up on the healing energy – you gift yourself with it and you share it with others simply by allowing yourself to undergo this transformation.
This Solstice is a time to celebrate your healing abilities and it is a time where there is an opening to communicate with spirit. An opening to channel. As you learn to trust the information that comes to you, you will expand your channel of communication with Spirit and with wise, high vibrational non-physical beings. Self love and respect is what opens this channel. You all have the ability to open to receive information and creative inspiration. Where do you think the music comes from? The words, the stories, the poetry, the pictures, the movement, the ideas that feed expansion in science, architecture, mathematics? Creative expression is a form of channeling. Feel the smile within as you read these words. Feel the feeling of freedom that comes from this knowing. You are opening into your freedom, your empowerment as sovereign human beings on Earth and as members of the Galactic family and the family of the Universe and beyond. Again we say Power to the People. You are in a new beginning – discovering a new way of walking on the Earth. Feel your hearts opening at this good news.
We send blessings of love and light to you. You are never alone. You are all One. | Translation - Romanian
Mesaj de Solstitiu
Un mesaj de Nancy Leilah Ward
Duminica, 21 Iunie, 2009
Ne extindem si acceleram ritmul. Cum expansiunea ne eleveaza – vibratia noastra energetica se accelereaza; frecventa noastra vibreaza mai rapid. Prin acest proces evolutionist, ranile noastre sufera de asemenea o expansiune, asa incat poate parea ca revizitam unele rani pe care le credeam vindecate; lucruri de care ne-am ocupat deja – sentimente vechi ies la iveala – si aceasta este doar trecator, este parte a cresterii noastre – intoarcerea la ceea ce am vindecat, sa vedem daca mai este acolo ceva care necesita atentia noastra.
Una din cele mai bune cai de vindecare este iubirea de Sine. Iubirea sinelui este ca un nectar, sau un balsam tamaduitor – iubindu-ne pe noi, il iubim pe Dumnezeu, pe Creator, Tot Ce Exista, pentru ca noi suntem intruchiparea fizica a Sursei Creatoare. Nu-i asa ca este este placut sa stii asta inlauntrul tau? Respirand si fiind gentili cu noi insine, avand grija de noi in lucruri marunte, este important in aceste vremuri. Energiile pot parea coplesitoare, rezultand in oboseala sau letargie. Ajuta sa ne abandonam acestor simtaminte cand ele apar, si sa ne acordam un ragaz – sa citim o carte, sa vedem un film, sa mergem la o plimbare, sau doar sa ne odihnim.
“Multi in Unitate” doresc sa ne vorbeasca despre telepatie
Fiecare dintre noi avem o vibratie energetica unica care este unicitatea noastra – felul in care ne-am simtit dintotdeauna – amprenta noastra energetica – modul in care ne simtim pe noi insine in adancul fiintei. Una din modalitatile de comunicare telepatica este prin sentimente. Suntem cu totii conectati la o retea imensa de energie. Putem trimite tonalitatea sentimentelor noastre sa vibreze in exterior, in aceasta retea. Ne putem acorda cu tonalitatea sentimentelor unei persoane cu care dorim sa comunicam. Emite semnatura ta energetica in exterior catre a lor, prin vibrarea ambelor tonalitati a sentimentelor, impreuna. Acesta este inceputul – un stadiu rudimentar al conectarii intre doua persoane – primul pas in a invata cum sa-ti folosesti abilitatile telepatice. Toata lumea are abilitati telepatice – acestea pot fi dezvoltate – poti invata cum sa le folosesti. Avand incredere in intuitia ta este de asemenea parte a acestui aspect de a iesi si a va conecta unul cu celalalt prin telepatie.
Exact cum un paianjen simte vibratia in panza lui, asa este transmisa comunicarea. Deja faci acest lucru – acest mesaj este ca sa-ti arate ca poti comunica constient. Nu ti s-a intamplat sa te gandesti dintr-o data la cineva, si prezenta lor sa fie atat de puternica in tine, incat te trezesti ca-i saluti si ii imbratisezi prin eter? Aceasta este real; aceasta este comunicarea telepatica. Poate ca nu spui o poveste telepatic, dar va atingeti prin sentimente unul pe celalalt. Aceasta comunicare se va extinde in transmiterea de idei sau mesaje, oricum, la inceput este o chestiune de atingere a energiilor celor doi. Aceasta de asemenea reflecta sentimentele de iubire si incredere. Incredere ca atunci cand cineva iti vine in minte, ei se gandesc intr-adevar la tine. Ii poti intalni energetic, si le poti trimite si tu iubire inapoi, amplificand legatura. Intrucat din ce in ce mai multi oameni fac asta, cand conexiunea este realizata, cu totii ne vom deschide catre incredere si vom sti ca asta chiar se intampla. Este nevoie de practica, si asta inveti acum.
Cum incepi sa dezvolti aceasta, poti constata ca persoana la care doresti sa ajungi ar putea sa nu fie disponibila. Se poate intampla sa aveti nevoie de ‘programare’ unul cu celalalt, ca sa va conectati telepatic, la inceput. Mai este de asemenea si aspectul intimitatii – nimeni nu va putea sa dea buzna in spatiul tau intim, daca nu doresti sa fi disponibil. Cu totii avem deplina libertate de a alege.
Dorim sa va vorbim despre semintele pe care le-ati plantat in ultimele sase luni, intre Solstitiul de Iarna si acest Solstitiu de Vara. Sarbatoreste ceea ce ai creat cu respect de sine si iubire de sine. Realizeaza ca creezi din ce in ce mai costient. Asupra a ceea ce iti indrepti atentia – devine ceea ce creezi. Fa o lista cu ceea ce doresti sa creezi de acum inainte. Inveti din ce in ce mai bine sa-ti manifesti dorintele in viata. Esti aici in acest moment pentru un motiv anume. Iti amplifici talentele in lume, prin simpla ta existenta si vibratia ta unica.
Te vei afla din ce in ce mai des in legatura cu oameni care au o vibratie asemanatoare, pe masura ce evoluezi in energiile creativitatii, cresterii si expansiunii. Deveniti magnetici unii pentru altii. Intrati acum intr-un timp in care Puterea Oamenilor este la indemana lor. Vedeti aceasta putere – de la firul ierbii – desfasurandu-se pe plan global. Puterea Oamenilor devine tot mai puternica, iar puterile voastre telepatice o vor alimenta de asemenea. Va afundati in Raza – o raza de energie, lumina, informatie – o raza colectiva de accelerare care este de asemenea parte a desfasurarii lucrurilor. Va vom oferi mai multe informatii despre Raza in curand.
Adunati-va impreuna in grupuri mici cu un scop comun, pentru a amplifica energia sau a crea ceva in lume, sau doar pentru a fi impreuna si a participa la o masa, a sta in jurul unui foc, a va impartasi experientele unul celuilalt. Deschide-ti-va inimile unul celuilalt – crearea comunitatii este vitala in aceste timpuri.
Ceea ce se intampla in lume, este ca lanturile care au tinut umanitatea in intuneric, lanturile fricii si ale controlului – cad in laturi in lumina Iubirii. Veti fi tot mai puternici la nivel individual si la nivel colectiv. Puterile care detineau controlul isi pierd influenta. Energia si forta se ridica de jos in sus, prin talpile voastre in trupurile voastre, campurile voastre energetice, radiind in viata fiecarui individ. Acesta este un timp in care incepeti sa realizati cat este de importanta pentru Intreg, contributia individuala a fiecarei persoane. Celebrati aceasta, sunt vesti foarte bune pentru voi. Frica ce i-a tinut la pamant pe atat de multi, pentru atat de mult timp, dispare pe masura ce tot mai multi oameni refuza sa mai fie inlantuiti in acea energie. Puteti slabi gheara fricii folosindu-va respiratia pentru a va muta atentia de la minte catre inima voastra. Mintea nu mai este in scaunul conducatorului! Inima va conduce vehiculul eteric. Respirati in inimile voastre, si in momentul prezent. Fiti constienti ca nu sunteti singuri. Cum gasiti cai de a disipa frica, fiti constienti ca si altii fac la fel, si ca va conectati unul la energia celuilalt telepatic, fiindca sunteti toti Unul. Receptionati energiile vindecatoare – vi le daruiti voua insiva si le impartasiti cu ceilalti, pur si simplu dandu-va permisiunea de a suferi aceasta transformare.
Acest Solstitiu este un timp pentru a celebra abilitatile voastre vindecatoare, si este un timp in care exista o deschidere pentru a comunica cu spiritul. O deschidere pentru a canaliza. Pe masura ce invatati sa aveti incredere in informatiile care va parvin, va veti extinde canalul de comunicare cu Spiritul, si cu fiinte intelepte, cu vibratie inalta, non-fizice. Iubirea si respectul pentru Sine deschid acest canal. Cu totii aveti abilitatea de a va deschide catre primirea de informatii si inspiratie creatoare. De unde credeti ca vine muzica? Cuvintele, povestile, poezia, pictura, miscarea, ideile care alimenteaza expansiunea in stiinta, arhitectura, matematica? Exprimarea creatoare este o forma de canalizare. Simtiti zambetul dinlauntrul vostru, la citirea acestor cuvinte. Simtiti sentimentul de libertate care vine din aceasta cunoastere. Va deschideti catre libertate, catre intarirea voastra ca fiinte umane suverane pe Pamant, si ca membri ai familiei Galactice, si ai familiei Universului si mai presus. Spunem din nou Puterea Oamenilor. Sunteti intr-un nou inceput – descoperind un nou mod de a umbla pe Pamant. Simtiti cum vi se deschid inimile la aceste vesti bune.
Va trimitem binecuvantari de iubire si lumina. Nu sunteti niciodata singuri. Sunteti toti Unul. | English to Romanian: The Courage To Be Happy – Gifts Of The Soul by Laura Grace
General field: Art/Literary
Detailed field: Journalism | Source text - English
The Courage To Be Happy – Gifts Of The Soul
by Laura Grace
Happiness is inward and not outward;
and so it does not depend on what we have,
but on what we are.
- Henry Van Dyke -
Happiness is our birthright. It’s the goal of our life. Yes, there will be times when we will suffer, but some of the most influential and healing people on our planet are those who choose and allow themselves to be happy, no matter the circumstance.
In order to experience genuine happiness, we must understand what happiness is and where it comes from. And sometimes, it’s easier to start with what it is not. Heartfelt happiness has nothing to do with external circumstances; it’s not based upon what we have or what we do. The most ambitious accomplishments cannot provide us with lasting happiness, nor can beauty, money or fame. None of the idols we subscribe to can ever fulfill us for happiness comes from within and cannot be discovered outside ourselves.
Rick Foster & Greg Hicks, authors of How We Choose to Be Happy affirm, “True happiness is a profound, enduring feeling of contentment, capability and centeredness. It’s a rich sense of well-being that comes from knowing you can deal productively and creatively with all that life offers—both the good and the bad. It’s knowing your eternal self and responding to your real needs, rather than the demands of others.”
Further, happiness is a choice; it’s less about our circumstances and more about our attitude. Recently, after facilitating A Course in Miracles lesson titled “My happiness and function are one,” a group of us committed to choosing happiness for fourteen days. When we reconvened two weeks later, everyone agreed that the mornings we meditated and consciously chose happiness, our days were filled with contentment, even some bliss. But on the days we didn’t, fear, anxiety and stress influenced our daily lives. We also discovered that the first week of choosing happiness was easier than the second week. Resistance—the ego’s crafty ploy—crept in, preventing the same amount of satisfaction and peace from occurring. A Course in Miracles reminds us that the “happy learner” is someone who recognizes we can just as easily learn through joy as pain, for the choice is ours: “There is no need to learn through pain. And gentle lessons are acquired joyously, and are remembered gladly.”
Finally, courage is an essential ingredient to living a happy life. It requires courage to allow yourself to be genuinely happy. We do not yet reside in a society that supports happy people. There are countless support groups for those suffering, but not for those who take risks, go beyond self-imposed limitations and live life with gusto. Robert Anthony once penned, “Most people would rather be certain they’re miserable, than risk being happy.”
Since we can’t give what we don’t have, it will be difficult to embrace another’s joy if we are not feeling good about our own life. So if you are truly ready to be happy, then you must accept that not everyone will necessarily be happy for you. It all depends on their perception of their own life. A wonderful affirmation a friend passed on to me for living a courageously happy life is: “I have the courage to be happy.”
In my own life, I have discovered there are certain qualities that a “happy learner” possesses. They are qualities which lead not only to happiness, but to integrity, conviction and healing as well:
1) Taking Responsibility—realize you are not a victim and are accountable for your thoughts, feelings and actions, and everything that happens is occurring for the unfoldment of your greatest good;
2) Clear Intention—become clear of what makes you happy, making choices accordingly and setting a clear intention that is in line with your life’s purpose;
3) Looking for Lessons—acknowledge that every situation is an opportunity for growth and can be reframed in a positive and healing manner, which reminds me of John Barrie’s quote, “The secret of happiness is not getting what you like, but liking what you get.”;
4) Appreciation—actively appreciating your life and the people in it; practicing staying in the moment and having reverence for life as something extraordinary and invaluable;
5) Honesty—recognize your truth and speaking it with sensitivity and love;
6) Compassion and Extension—being willing to give from a place of beneficence without expectations or demands.
Express the courage to choose happiness. As you let your own light shine, you give permission to others to be happy, too.
© Copyright 2006 Laura Grace. All Rights Reserved. | Translation - Romanian
Curajul De A Fi Fericit – Daruri Ale Sufletului
de Laura Grace
Fericirea este launtrica, nu exterioara, si astfel ea nu depinde de ceea ce avem, ci de ceea ce suntem
- Henry Van Dyke -
Fericirea este dreptul nostru innascut. Este telul vietii noastre. Da, vor fi vremuri cand vom suferi, dar unii din cei mai influenti si tamaduitori oameni de pe planeta noastra sunt cei care aleg si isi permit sa fie fericiti, indiferent de imprejurari.
Pentru a trai adevarata fericire, trebuie sa intelegem ce este fericirea si de unde vine ea. Si cateodata este mai usor sa incepem cu ce nu este ea. Fericirea inimii nu are nimic de-a face cu circumstantele exterioare; nu se bazeaza pe ceea ce avem sau pe ceea ce facem. Cele mai ambitioase realizari nu ne pot asigura fericire durabila, nici frumusetea, banii sau faima. Nici unul din idolii pe care ii adoram nu ne poate vreodata implini, pentru ca fericirea vine din interior si nu poate fi descoperita in afara noastra.
Rick Foster & Greg Hicks, autorii cartii ”Cum Alegem Sa Fim Fericiti” afirma: “Adevarata fericire este un sentiment trainic, profund, de multumire, inzestrare si echilibru interior. Este o senzatie intensa de bunastare care vine din constienta ca putem aborda intr-un mod creativ si eficient tot ceea ce ne ofera viata – bun sau rau deopotriva. Este cunoasterea sinelui nostru etern, si a raspunde nevoilor noastre reale. mai degraba decat cerintelor altora.
Mai mult, fericirea este o alegere; se refera mai putin la circumstantele noastre si mai mult la atitudinea noastra. Recent, dupa desfasurarea lectiei numite “Fericirea si functiunea mea sunt una” din “Cursul de Miracole“, un grup dintre noi s-a angajat sa aleaga fericirea pentru paisprezece zile. Cand ne-am intrunit din nou dupa doua saptamani, fiecare a fost de acord ca in diminetile in care meditam si alegeam constient fericirea, zilele noastre erau pline de multumire, chiar si beatitudine. Dar in zilele in care nu faceam asta, frica, anxietatea si stessul ne influentau traiul zilnic. Am constatat de asemenea ca prima saptamana de alegere a fericirii a fost mai usoara decat a doua saptamana. Rezistenta – trucul viclean al ego-ului – se strecura in noi, impiedicand satisfactia si pacea sa apara in aceeasi masura. Cursul de Miracole ne aminteste ca “elevul fericit” este cel care recunoaste ca putem la fel de usor sa invatam prin bucurie sau prin durere, intrucat alegerea este a noastra: “Nu este necesar sa invatam prin suferinta. Lectiile gentile sunt insusite cu bucurie si amintite cu placere.
In final, curajul este un ingredient esential pentru a trai o viata fericita. Este nevoie de curaj, ca sa ne permitem sa fim cu adevarat fericiti. Inca nu traim intr-o societate care sustine oamenii fericiti. Exista nenumarate grupari care ii sprijina pe cei aflati in suferinta, dar nu si pe cei care isi asuma riscuri, care merg dincolo de limitarile autoimpuse, si traiesc viata cu entuziasm. Robert Anthony a scris odata: “Cei mai multi oameni prefera sa fie mizerabili, mai degraba decat sa riste sa fie fericiti”.
Din moment ce nu putem oferi ce nu avem, va fi dificil sa imbratisam bucuria altora, daca nu suntem multumiti de propria noastra viata. Asadar, daca esti cu adevarat pregatit sa fii fericit, atunci trebuie sa accepti ca nu toata lumea va fi neaparat fericita pentru tine. Totul depinde de perceptia lor asupra propriei vieti. O afirmatie minunata pe care un prieten mi-a daruit-o pentru a trai o viata curajoasa si fericita este: “Am curajul sa fiu fericita”.
In propria mea viata, am descoperit ca sunt anumite calitati pe care “invatacelul fericit” le poseda. Ele sunt calitati care conduc nu numai la fericire, dar si la integritate, siguranta si vindecare:
1) Asumarea Responsabilitatii – intelegerea ca nu esti o victima, si esti raspunzator pentru gandurile, sentimentele si actiunile tale, si tot ce se intampla apare pentru infaptuirea binelui tau suprem;
2) Intentii Clare – fii constient de ceea ce te face fericit, facand alegeri in consecinta, si stabilind intentii clare, in acord cu telul vietii tale.
3) Invata din Lectii – recunoaste ca fiecare situatie este o oportunitate pentru dezvoltare si poate fi rearanjata intr-o maniera pozitiva si tamaduitoare. Aceasta imi aminteste de un citat din John Barrie “Secretul fericirii nu este sa obtii ceea ce iti place, ci sa iti placa ceea ce obtii.”;
4) Aprecierea - aprecierea activa a vietii tale si a persoanelor care fac parte din ea; practicarea trairii in Prezent si a avea respect pentru viata ca fiind ceva extraordinar si nepretuit;
5) Onestitatea – recunoaste adevarul tau si exprima-l cu sensibilitate si iubire;
6) Compasiune si Crestere – fii dispus sa daruiesti de pe o pozitie de milostenie, fara asteptari si pretentii.
Exprima curajul de a alege fericirea. Cand lasi propria ta lumina sa straluceasca, le dai si altora permisiunea de a fi fericiti.
© Copyright 2006 Laura Grace. Toate Drepturile Rezervate. |
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| | N/A | | Microsoft Excel, Microsoft Office Pro, Microsoft Word, Powerpoint | | http://www.renaissancelight.com/ | | I am a precision mechanics engineer, graduation: 1986. I have 14 years experience in International Commerce, in multinational company. Since 2010 I am a freelancer – translator, editor, publisher. | | About me I live in Romania. Romanian is my native language. I have always loved English language, which I studied for 10 years in school, and then continued my studies through my own efforts, reading books, magazines, and working in International Trade environment, in multinational company. I loved the multicultural spirit of our work reunions and international professional and friendly relationships. In 2008 started networking through professional and social networks and forums, all communication being established in English. I have since read countless books, articles, posts, and have contributed to the communities' growth – all in English.
My university diploma is as precision mechanics engineer, and I have 14 years experience in international commerce – which required me to make many technical, commercial and general communication translations at work.
Since April 2009, I translated articles and book chapters to post in my Blog, Renaissance Romania
I had left my job as employee, to become a freelancer. Had obtained my certificate as English-Romanian translator from the Ministry of Culture in my country. It is valid for life and worldwide. As I am passionate for books, had created my own publishing house, Renaissance Light Publishing and an E-Library called Words Of Enlightenment . I work with the English native community of authors, in USA and UK, and had edited and published several books in English.
I desire to use my skills as a translator, and due to my technical / commercial background, and the certificate of translator obtained for Literature – which is also my passion and actual occupation – I am able to translate in all these fields.
Other languages I know are French and a little Hungarian, living among the Hungarian minority in my country. |
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