Katerina's Kostaki workshop

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Sea and the cells of Gratitude

Photo:Mylopotamos beach on Pelion Mt

The most appropriate time to sense the presence of Inspiration, to possess this inspiration flow, is the one adminst the battle taken place within the two sides of ourself, the conscious and unconscious side.
Eventually I comprehend that the battles are merely taking place within our minds.

WE battle with demons, but aside we collect the coveted spoils of warfare.
Loot that's not necessarily needed to be lost, but treasure hidden beneath the pile of our personal losses.
This collection is the property of our spoils of inspiration that we -as warriors of Light - earn in a hostile, corrupted and ungrateful world.
When not being in alliance with the darkness, then you battle and your winnings are only but this priceless collection.
Now that I ‘ve made my plunge in the dark and murky waters of metaphysics and the supernatural Styx, filled the pockets of knowledge with incredible stories, facts and mysteries, I could easily utter that the sea surface, the closest one by the seaside, is the best position, the best place to live upon the rest of my life.
The Sea is my great worship , beautiful as it is in every form, but this incomparible beauty of the tranquil surface and the clear bottom is unique.
Maybe that is because I always adored to walk on the smooth, sandy surface with bare feet on the edge of the wave, reaching the crystalline water of the sea, I consider these moments as the most beautiful.

The sense of security, confidence, warmth that nature offers, yes this Nature comes to unite us with the Creator is the strongest protection and shelter for us.
If there’s something that keeps me alive, is this love for Nature and the visualization of this serene imaginary.
Through all the darkness, the only thing that sustains me and still maintains my life is Gratitude for life that I constantly express, because ultimately I enjoy this life within the framework of a tight inner and external secure net , not daring (I wonder why…) to look back at the past and star at the future.
Apparently Truth that resides both in the past and the future are merely frightening and relentless ones, that the human mind can not stand.
I prefer my Divine Nature journeying into the quiet beaches of Dreamland, built- bit by bit -on my own, like my secret bubble, with the greatest truth of the Universe abiding (a truth that many entities are desperately looking for ...), which is none other than is: God's love dwells within me.

Katerina Kostaki
Spiritual Author-poetess
14/07/2011

*Cosmic Light
my book of poetry published by Xlibris Publishing



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SUMMER IN DELOS

It is summer, and the Greek sky is shining by the sun’s golden fire rays.

I have made a tiring journey by ship, but by the end the outcome rewards me from the very first moment, while facing the new harbor of this sacred island.

I walk upon the dusty covered roads of  luminous  Delos and a thousand memories of ancient thought-forms float like little stars in the sky made of invisible little threads, so old and bound up with Ancient Earth.

People who walked upon the Sacred soil, talked, loved, suffered, lived their own lives walking through the narrow streets. Upon  those streets ,the ones  walking similarly  now days,  we  see wrecked houses, remnants singing their own rhythms.

Images and words, joys and dramas formed and grown in the cobbled roads of the Human Soul.

The view of  Delos seduces you, so that you sink in a sweet reverie, in a visualization of a life immersed in white and azure as in an invisible painting of a magnificent Creator, who lives Omnipresent, around us, and especially in our hearts.

In that very Centre of Earth, our heart opens its gates to spread and paint with  color the whole World, the color of Love.

It is that world that all artists of life plunge their brush and cast this color on the canvas of material reality.

At all times the ship of human existence was tossed dangerously by going  through turbulent waters and shaken by stormy winds.

Somewhere there inside the pitiless sea of centuries small communities aka cities with hidden  secrets, emerged and even today they bequeath to youth  (but probably less happy…) a principleof their splendor, a small heritage.

I stand across the ruins of lions, that seem to guard even until now the small island falling into a meditative state of mind.

It is in these unique moments that surprise overcomes you, for your  belief  that daily matters have depleted the last drop of the tranquility of your Spirit along with your invaluable inspiration, it’s exactly in that special moment those two strike from deep lethargy and mix with emotion to channel a powerful blend. 

It appears as  a trailer of a movie, where people stalk in front of you who intertwins with the crowd.

On this instant  the writer’s pen is authorized to  behold the steering wheel of narration, and  prevails…
“The Path to  Light stirs through prickly roads and stiffly ways…Whoever wishes to transverse this path needs to be armed with great patience and courage…”.

At the far end of the horizon I star the sun keeping on his course westwards, saluting good bye to the – ruined  from time and weather conditions – columns,  and the sandy paths.

Some of his rays transform the rocky beds into golden, while passing through tourists recall the coolness of the missing shadow upon this stripped from trees island.

A museum full of ancient monuments stands somewhere there at the edge of the path.

A scripture at the end of the big hall emphasizes the historical significance of the island and the amazing  co-existence of so many races of people under the umbrella of Harmony and Unity.

All nations lovingly united and not divided!

There is something left for us to learn from this image, it suffices to see beyond words……but, how many of us indeed do succeed that, and in what degree?

Does the word “ unity “ remind us anything?

Time raced forward, placing us face to face with ourselves, our karmic responsibilities, our life purpose, but how many of us are truly ready to live up to this timeless calling?

Are we ourselves closing the ways of evolution, placing obstacles to progress, to self-improvement, to upward path towards spiritual uplifting, while our ancestor’s richness is spread around like ripe fruits?

Knowledge is the wealth that we have accumulated from the Tree of Life and from the Wisdom of Centuries.

Taste this knowledge and accept its richness with grace in the present moment.

Create our “ Weltanschauung ” implementing the gifts of knowledge.

Offer the benefits of this positive energy to a thirsty world for a better future.

It lies in our hand to act the best for world free from negativity!

Copyright Katerina Kostaki

 Spiritual author-poetess

Summer 2006

http://www.academyofinnerlight.net

THE GREAT JOURNEY OF ARTISTS INTO ETERNITY-ENDLESS JOURNEY NEWSLETTERS -JULY 2009

Essentially artists, these charismatic humans inherited by this inner life of delicate art are obviously controversial beings.
Many artists who belong to this particuliar category develop from early days a singular behaviour entirely related to the environment in which they have been raised.
The child – artist from the early years of his life creates inner myths and fiction stories conjuring up his own realities, because in certainty “material reality” hurts.
He experiences an unique conflict between consious and subconsious world, which usually are denatured by various emotional intensities to an invisible impulse for creation. ……….
Probably the subconscious, which operates as storage has the ability to transform materialistic “utopia” to a force that exists so that creates new realities. Through this way each artist is a unique visionary, who deliberately or not creates worlds through which billions of citizens take their course.
An artist according to Haanel’s book “The Master Key System” is a pioneer, because his Creative Thought is a spiritual process.

However vision and fantasy precedes the action and the event.

Copyright Katerina Kostaki

Spiritual author-poetess

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