Eternal Youth

Eternal youth is a natural phenomenon,
It is each person’s destiny — as a mature, realized individual;
It ensues spontaneously, as an authentic experience,
An energy without support, bound by nothing.

Physically, youth depends on the number of our years,
On the body’s progress towards maturity.
There are no contradictions. People consider themselves
As old as their physical age, according to their life expectancy.

Whereas psychologically it is a-different matter,
Youth is directly connected with Life’s constant newness;
Life itself demands that we encounter it,
The same way She is, as absolute newness in each movement.

Without this eternal, ever-renewing youth,
We will not understand the newness of the Universal movement.
We need to have a fresh, lucid and clear mind,
Completely detached from time, from the wandering memory.

Such a state is attained naturally,
When we understand the “ego” and its powerless nature,
Unable to embrace and really comprehend
The innocence of the naked moment.

The moment makes us young, if we encounter it constantly,
Without the old “self” — based on old residues;
Youth is unrelated to time, years do not define it,
In eternal youth, everyone and everything becomes integrated.

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By Ilie Cioara, a Romanian philosopher and spiritual teacher.

Where does the journey ends? or Does it end at all?

The travelling had begun for me a bit over two years now, and when I look back have I really stopped travelling? Or where does/did the stopping take place? or in fact have I travelled at all? 

I guess the definition of travelling most likely be talking about a change in location, etc. From that prospective I have left my home in New Zealand and had moved through various destination, countries and cultures. Now, I could say I am in Sri Lanka, but when I think deeply to see if I have stopped my travelling in Sri Lanka, the answer is not very apparent to me.

During my earlier travels I have spent more than a few weeks at a place. Now, I have spent about a year and a half at one place, in the house I grew up in Sri Lanka.

BUT THE JOURNEY HAS NOT ENDED !! it seems...

It has always been experiences, and in fact an experience alone. One experience since the day we were born, and if it is personnel, the experience lapses when our human life expires.

Travelling is in a way looking at moment to moment experiences in a different light (through a travellers perspective). Rather, it is almost humorous to see how we missed the experience of moment-to-moment in our lives as a whole.

All creations of activity is in fact a moment-to-moment experience of our lives.

If one could view the world through the impersonal, one could see that the experiences had neither a beginning nor ending, but it is continuing moment-to-moment. Travelling or journey had never taken place. Rather, I had been, still am and will be... unmoved - it had always been a play of experiences...

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Share the beauty

"Share the beauty of this world
It's our one and only
There's so much you can be
When you're part of the magic of this blue-green pearl
you've yet to see
The sliver stars
Dancing in the night
Hear the song of birds at dawn
Taste the ocean spray
Smell the jungle after rain"

Extracted from the song: "share the beauty"
Music/Artist by: Antares
Lyrics by: Lida Geh

( in order to promote the reissue of his album, 2nd Comming (1986)  - well done mate )

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Between the Lines

A professional genealogist had accepted a very handsome fee from a wealthy client to research his family tree.

In writing up his report, the genealogist was dismayed to learn that one of the client’s ancestors had been executed in the electric chair.

Wanting to be tactful, he wrote up the relative as follows:
“Your Uncle Henry occupied the chair of Applied Electricity at a leading government institution. He was attached to his chair by the strongest of ties, and his sudden passing came as a great shock.”

~ Nigel Rees

"The Kingdom of Heaven is spread out over the earth, and people don't see it"

The Duck with the Human Mind

This story illustrates the uniquely human ability to cling to the past by holding on to our stories.

When two ducks get into a fight, it never lasts long — they soon separate and fly off in opposite directions. Each duck then flaps its wings vigorously several times. This releases the surplus energy that built up in him during the fight. After they flap their wings, they fly on peacefully as if nothing had ever happened.

Now, if the duck had a human mind, this scene would go very differently. The duck may fly away peacefully, for a moment, but he would not put the fight behind him. He would keep the fight alive in his mind, by thinking and story-making.

The duck’s story would probably go something like this: “I can’t believe what he just did. He came within five inches of me. He has no consideration for my private space. He thinks he owns this pond. I’ll never trust him again. I know he’s already plotting something else to annoy me with. But I’m not going to stand for it. I’m going to teach him a lesson he will never forget.”

And in this way the duck’s mind spins its tale, still thinking and talking about it, days, months, or even years later. He man never see his adversary again, but that doesn’t matter. The single incident has left its impression and now has a life of its own deep within the duck’s mind.

As far as his body is concerned, the fight is still continuing, and the energy his body generates in response to the imaginary fight is emotion, which in turn generates more thinking. This becomes the emotional thinking of the ego. The emotions feed the story and the story feeds the emotions. Endlessly. Unless the duck chooses to recognize that the fight is over, unless he drops the story, he will suffer from the endless cycle of his mind’s creation.

You can see how painful and troublesome the duck’s life would become if he had a human mind. But this is how most of us live all the time. For the average person, no situation or event is ever really over and done with. The mind and the mind-made story keep it going.

Unlike the duck, we are a species that has the power to remember, which is both wonderful and problematic.

Our duck has an important lesson to teach us and his message is this: Flap your wings, which means “let go of the story,” and live your real life — here and now, in the present moment.

~ by Eckhart Tolle

Again Must I Follow My Feet

Eyes fixed on my moving bare feet.
One foot brings the other forward, disappearing the first out of my vision.
Except the seeing, I am feeling.
Heels sink in to while the toes reach out to grab the softy sands.
Pair of feet other than mine,
moving towards me comes in to the periphery of my vision.
No need to know,
all the many things when you look at another.
It's as if feet can talk,
they adjust their lines involuntarily to avoid collision.
Where these feet had taken me?
As I wonder I look up to see, no longer where I once was.
Two shades of blue meets in the horizon, sky and the sea.
Nothing out of the norm,
yet it's as alive as if I was woken up from a dream.
When my feet had turned around,
many foot prints it had created were no more.
Way back was lost,
washed off by those breaking waves.

After Note:
So, once again must I follow my feet.
find the way back, or not - to see where it will take me.

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Past few months that had been in Sri Lanka

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If I were to talk about the past few months it is most definitely a mixture of topics. Mmm where should I start...

I don't think I mentioned anything about the renovations I had managed in our house in SL. What a rush that was!! First we needed tools, and material but I didn't know what exactly. Then when I found out what we needed, I had no clue where to find them. It is not like in NZ where you can go to "Bunnings" Wearhouse. It is pretty much like the "Bunnings" had been exploded into bits and a mob had raided the place and collected whatever they got their hands on. It is necessary to do ten stops to find everything you need for a days work. Anyhow, a few months of get cracking and dusty business it came to an end; like all good things that come to an end, better or for worse ;)

Then a new project arrived when my fathers little business concept actually coming alive. But, during which time I was employed at an Engineering Firm for about a month. It was a mixture of me slowly giving it up and them firing me. How it functioned was anything but efficient, resulting in some serious cutting cost measures. Since, then I thought of working on developing my fathers business idea.

There was the Sri Lankan New Year and Wesak Fullmoon Celebrations that had been. It has been almost ten years since I last stayed through such event. Then there was a wedding (Dinuka & Prabashi) and what a wonderful wedding it was - congrats you guys.



~Colombo - Beirre Wewa (reservoir) and a shot from Galle Face~


~Wesak Lantern, made by me~



~Mt. Lavinia sunset~


~Ama and Dinal - nice seeing you again machan!!~


~Nissan/Datsun B11 86', my not so bad tourer~