I think the quest for peace is the point of life. And if at times we do manage to find it, deep within ourselves or deep within a hug, and we do manage to keep it, peace is often interrupted by times of profound disturbance. I think disturbance happens when we have to traverse yet another door in the path to our self development. Therefore, neither should we search for disturbance nor should we deny it. We should just embrace the flow and let it run its natural course and teach us what we must until we reach peace all over again, a better peace, a deeper peace.
I believe in God. Because I believe in vibes. I believe there are constantly two choices for each of us: love or fear. Love is the energy of all good things (and good vibes) – trust, optimism, happiness. Love believes in the best in us and others and the future. Love expands our chest, lets us take in more air, cleans our cells and leaves them ready for come what may. Then there’s fear, contracting, conniving, expecting the worst from the Universe and from people around us, depriving oxygen from come what may, fear is the basis for ‘us versus them’, fear takes on weapons and engages war. Want to kill your love affair? Let fear creep in. It kills it within days.
When we choose love, love for ourselves too, the whole universe conspires to make us right. When we act on fear, likewise. It’s like the yin and yang, betting on God or the Devil, light or darkness, lightness or burden, life or death.
I think each moment of our lives that we act based on love and optimism and we believe in ourselves and a better world with all our hearts, we inspire the same good vibes in those around us. We exude light and people want more of that and good things come to us. Fearful people can’t stand the light of that and walk away to their dark holes or they maybe start wondering if maybe there is not a better way and start taking their fearful steps towards the sun, when they’re ready.
I believe that our role in life is to bring ourselves closer and closer to a space in the sun. One that works for our love lives and professional lives and our role as citizens and the feeling we get deep inside our souls when we go to bed. I think the more we do and feel this, the more positive vibes live in us and around us. And the closer we come to God.
I believe in the persistence of the soul after death. Those 21 Grams (watch the Sean Penn movie). I believe our soul cares only about love and fear and cares nothing about our other earthly affairs.
I believe God is the congregation of all good vibes in the world. Therefore omnipresent and omniscient because it is boundless. Good vibes and very evolved souls understand the Universe as one entity, are devoid of ego and vanity, when they come together they mix in an entity of pure love and light and make 1. What we as humans came to call God and in our lame understanding imagine in the image of us. Which “he” is, because perfect love is attainable to our souls as we progress through our path of self-development from fear to love throughout the millennia. As we progress, the limits between us and the universe dissolve, as ego dissolves, and we become pure light that can unite with the rest of God. And until we reach there, we can help those more fearful than us also progress towards the light.
I believe God wanted nothing more for us than for us to willingly grow into him and become part of him. Hence the idea of us being in “His” image.
I believe “He” created humanity and creation as a way to allow the universe to converge to him, as a way to transform fear into love, minus into plus, in the whole universe. How do you create matter from vibes? By compressing it, says Einstein (E=mc^2, any small amount of matter contains a very large amount of energy). Nothing gets created, all gets transformed. As we, in matter form, evolve from minus to plus, from fear to love, we cleanse an awful lot of vibes, so it’s all very efficient really.
And that’s my 42, my answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Olives are either green or black, as the image shows. Yet in the UK somehow it is also the colour of Southern Europeans! I believe it started because our beautiful eyes look like olives. And somehow it evolved to encompass the mildly sandy tone of our white complection.
Brits say they are white and we are olive.
I find it profoundly offensive. At least Hitler had the good sense to call his pride race “Arian” and allowed the colour “white” to be shared by even his hated Jews.
By British definition everyone who is white has transparent skin that turns lobster colour in the sun. Has hair from brown to blond, where blond is Arian and brown is British, but we don’t call Arians Arians anymore cos that has weird reminiscences, so we just call us all white. Anyone with the mildest bit of melamine, i.e. south of Germany, is something else.
Sweeties, I’m sorry, you do not own the colour white. White is the colour of Europe and Asia natives. It includes different shades of white, different strands of hair, then somewhere along the Sahara it changes tone. But all that matters little, because we are all humans and all the same. So stop proclaiming your colour as central and others as peripherical. Your ways as best and others as less good. And do check your pipes, it’s ridiculous to only have drinkable water in the cold tap of the kitchen, seriously, so outdated!
It’s been my experience that the more well off I get the more men want to marry me. I want to think it’s not that greedy thing guys see in girls.
– In a time where so many people struggle, including guys, meeting someone who doesn’t is refreshing and surprising.
– I am seen as providing access to a life they can’t get to otherwise, with any travel anytime and all the meals one fancies.
– Guys like girls who heighten their social status. Showing off a girl who is almost as pretty as the professionally pretty girls but can also talk equal to equal with just about anyone sorta does that.
– When so many girls search for emotional harbours, on comes Ana wanting to exploit the world full of independence. Bit scary, but exciting stuff.
So maybe that’s why so many men resent not having a car that attracts girls. Because they’d be attracted by a girl with a big car too!
Personally a man’s earthly possessions have never done much to get me ticking. Nor have their looks. It’s a combination of things – their professionalism counts, but their ability to look into my eyes does too, extensive hugs, listen and talking, open-mindness, lightness of heart, liking of cycling and hiking, laughter, simplicity of ways, and the depths we can reach in our intimacy, all that does it for me lots more. And yet I do like the idea of a man who can keep up with me financially, without burdening either of us.