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

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Buzzards, Bats & Bees:Nature's teachings

If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top

THE BAT:

The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

THE BUMBLEBEE:

A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.

PEOPLE:

In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up! That's the answer, the escape route and the solution to any problem!
Just look up!

Sorrow looks back; Worry looks around; But faith looks up!

Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly and trust in our Creator who loves us.

HOW TRUE, HOW TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARCADIAN LANDSCAPE

Melody of Life is an imaginary, associative travel in the poetry of Nature.
Green pasture lands, immense extents of ground, scattered with trees of each kind, splendid aquamarine rivers and crystal sources.Places and spaces over a fictitious, unknown map of Mother of Earth.
Nymphs that once upon the time wandered in the leafy forests, Muses that berhymed sweet songs, Poets that shaped heady verses for love, chanting human existence and interdependence with Divinity.
Divine entities that coexisted with the human type in a primordial communication.Isn't that Nature's real presence as well as her gifts offered to us generously?
Charm and magic of Nature are our priceless bequest in a chaotic and contradictory society.When everything crumples under the pumping of human vanity, Nature is always there with a tender caress like an unique weapon against those who make us suffer.
Nature's existence is the greatest therapy for our daily impasses.
How many times haven't we realised the maintenance and existence of our culture through the unique ways of humans in the passages of Nature?
How many times haven't we turned our look there, in those places, where distortion has not leaned yet, seeking an exit from the adversities?
Nature is omnipresent, ready to accept our love and interest......

Katerina Kostaki
Spiritual author-poetess
My article was published in "Postal World "newspaper in Mai 2006

The Melody of Soul

We go ahead to a factitious reality, full guilty, secrets and evident temptations.
The magic calls of charming Sirens are full of challenge and rich (but fake emoluments......).
People, who keenly keep their volition, are those who close their ears and march in life tested in the great path of knowledge and self development.
Those who venture to succumb to temptation, face the lustful attacks of mythological beasts in a "modern storm" form.

Time changes occurred, but data never changed.

Dangers and temptations are always skulking in the people's lives
and altering each time their mask.
The modern "Sirens" were differentiated concerning form, figure and means of attraction.
They became flexible and intelligent, hidden artfully behind secret passages.
They use each effect in order to make a convert of their candidate victims.
The greatest antithesis between those we perceive and experience
through our five senses exists in our volitional escape from the innumerable hitches of everyday routine.
An escape in the magic depth of ethereal Nature, a secret passage
in the enchanting fields of legendary Spring, we inwardly seek.
Ethereal notes travel in space and time, penetrate the fields of compatible reality and like smooth waves touch the edge of our existence.
Hymns strike the chord of our sensitive heart and compose brilliant, sublime songs,transcendental songs, songs out of time that twinkle in the dark landscape of our materialised life.
We accept ethereal music and celestial melodies like the small drops of rain on thirsty - for spirituality -lips.
Since Spiritual Development gains ground in this anhydrous environment, morbidity and vanity disappear.
Just go ahead and leave behind that is oppressive.

Each step, a progress.

We create our own "Truth" .

We make our own reality,that stems from the "Melody of our Soul" .




My article was published in " Postal World " newspaper -June 2006



Η Μελωδία της Ψυχής


Πορευόμαστε σε μια πραγματικότητα πλασματική, γεμάτη ένοχα μυστικά και έκδηλους πειρασμούς.
Τα μαγικά καλέσματα των θελκτικών σειρήνων είναι γεμάτα πρόκληση και πλούσιες (αλλά ψεύτικες απολαβές).
Όσοι διατηρούν με πείσμα την θέληση τους κλείνουν τα αυτιά τους και προχωρούν δοκιμαζόμενοι στο μεγάλο μονοπάτι της γνώσης και της αυτοβελτίωσης.
Όσοι τολμούν να υποκύψουν αντιμετωπίζουν τις λάγνες επιθέσεις των μυθολογικών τεράτων με την μορφή της σύγχρονης καταιγίδας.
Οι εποχές αλλάζουν , αλλά τα δεδομένα παραμένουν τα ίδια.
Πάντα στην ζωή του ανθρώπου παραμόνευαν οι ίδιοι κίνδυνοι και οι πειρασμοί αλλάζοντας κάθε φορά το προσωπείο τους.
Οι σύγχρονες " Σειρήνες " διαφοροποιήθηκαν ως προς την μορφή, το σχήμα ακόμη και τα μέσα πρόσκλησης.
Έγιναν ευέλικτες και έξυπνες, κρυμμένες έντεχνα πίσω από μυστικά περάσματα.
Χρησιμοποιούν κάθε τέχνασμα για να προσηλυτίσουν τα υποψήφια θύματα τους.
Η μεγάλη αντίθεση ανάμεσα σε όσα ζούμε , αφουγκραζόμαστε, βλέπουμε αντιλαμβανόμαστε με τις πέντε αισθήσεις μας έρχεται μέσα από την θεληματική απόδραση μας από τους αμέτρητους σκοπέλους της καθημερινότητας.
Μια απόδραση στα μαγικά βάθη της αιθέριας Φύσης, ένα μυστικό πέρασμα στα μαγευτικά πεδία της μυθικής Άνοιξης, που όλοι ενδόμυχα αναζητάμε.
Αιθέριες νότες ταξιδεύουν στον χώρο και στον χρόνο.
Διαπερνούν τα πεδία της συμβατής πραγματικότητας και φτάνουν σαν απαλά κύματα στις παρυφές της ύπαρξης μας.
Ύμνοι αγγίζουν τις ευαίσθητες χορδές της καρδιάς μας και συνθέτουν υπέροχα τραγούδια ανώτερης κλίμακας.
Τραγούδια υπερβατικά, χρονοτράγουδα που λαμπυρίζουν στο σκοτεινό τοπίο της πλαστικοποιημένης ζωής μας.
Δεχόμαστε την αιθερική μουσική, τις ουράνιες μελωδίες σαν τις μικρές σταγόνες βροχής πάνω στα διψασμένα από πνευματικότητα- χείλη μας.
Μέσα στο άνυδρο από ερεθίσματα περιβάλλον, η νοσηρότητα και η ματαιοδοξία εξαφανίζονται, όσο η πνευματική ανάπτυξη κερδίζει έδαφος.

Ένα βήμα μπροστά και αφήνουμε πίσω μας ότι μας βαραίνει.

Κάθε βήμα, μια πρόοδος.

Δημιουργούμε την δική μας « Αλήθεια ».

Φτιάχνουμε την δική μας πραγματικότητα, που πηγάζει αποκλειστικά και μόνο μέσα από την « Μελωδία της Ψυχής μας ».


Άρθρο μου που δημοσιεύτηκε στην εφημερίδα "Ταχυδρομικός Κόσμος " -Ιούνιος 2006