Self Knowledge

Do you really know the one, who you call myself?

Crossing the rainbow

It was summer afternoon. The hot summer days were creating sultriness, which, as a natural cycle of the water in nature, triggered storm after storm.
This day was no exception either. The storm was fading away and heavy drops were falling to the ground, when the sun came up and several rainbow bridges to the sky suddenly appeared over the meadow. It was really fascinating.
I jumped into the car and set off for my journey. The rainbow bridges were vanishing little by little, but when I got to the hill, one rainbow sticked out from the valley in the distance like an exclamation mark.
Admiring her satiety and clarity along the way, I found myself slowly approaching her and that is starting in the middle of the road. Suddenly, everything was glittering in the car and changing colors. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink was reflecting on each millimeter. It was like falling with a car into a big can of colored sequins.
I realized straight away, "... I have just passed through the rainbow ... wow ... Thank you God ..."
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Private war

My first contact with investigative journalism was in the book "I saw the hell" by Tvrtko Vujty. This genre left me for a while untill, after a few years, I came across the Cursed Reporters Edition by Absynt Publishing House. Reportage literature, the topics of which are actual and thoroughly elaborated, is written by people who, with their objective approach, seek answers that are complex and ambiguous. Thanks to their courage not to be satisfied with phrases, they bear witness about the real world, which is often forgotten, hidden and disguised. These are the people who believe that if they have a chance to save the innocents, they ought to do it.
One period in my life, I was seriously considering joining "Doctors Without Borders“. I do not have a medical education, I am an engineer.
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But everywhere, either war or post-war countries, various professions and experts are needed. Determined to sign up, I mentioned it to my friend, who had experienced this hell firsthand.
The words spoken made me think, "It's not just going there. Once you're there, you have to be ready for everything ... "
"It's okay, I'm not worried about myself nor my life ..."
… .. "Once you're there, you have to be ready to use any weapon to defend yourself ... and once you aim at someone, you have to be ready and determined to shoot ..."
I woke up...
Investigative journalist Marie Colvin was a military correspondent for The Sunday Times. She met and wrote about the heads and military leaders of many states. However, most of all, she tried to bring closer the devastating effect of the wars on the civilian population. For her, they were people who had no voice and she felt a moral responsibility towards them and she took ignoring them to be disgraceful. She died in 2012 during the bombing of Holmes city by the Syrian army, whose officials claimed the presence of terrorists ... although women and children were hiding in the ruins of the city…
Nonviolence requires much more courage than violence.
The greatest danger to humanity does not lie in the number of tanks, bombs or machine guns, or even in the combat capability of armies.
The danger that threatens us is found in people who believe in the law of the stronger, richer, more powerful.
No revolution nor war has brought anything good to this world yet.
Violence seduce out of the journey and brings the fall of every war or revolution.
One always wants to adapt the environment to one's guts.
Nonviolence does not mean closing your eyes to the real world, nor does it mean folding the arms.
Nonviolence is not a pleasant and peaceful alibi for cowards, on the other way round, it is a very difficult commitment.
Nonviolence leads to love, but violence leads to hate.
To live without violence, we must learn to love - we cannot turn the desert into a rainforest, but we can start with creating a small green island of peace.

Being a genius is not enough. It is essential to use the heart.

Having a musical education.

Knowing all musical styles and to own

a private discography beyond Opus.

Perfectly mastering fingering.

Recognize each note or tone by heart,

recognize its depth, color, frequency ...

All this, is really impressive.

But what's the point if the ability creating "MUSIC" is lacking...

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WE MUST NOT ALLOW TO PERFECT TO BECOME THE ENEMY OF GOOD!

The whole world is made up of labels and hallmarks. Seeing a car - a label, hearing an advertisement - a label, meeting a person - a label with a stamp...
You can get instructions for perfect skin in the advertisement of cosmetic companies. Clothing companies offer the perfect outfit and thanks to pharmaceutical companies you will have perfect not only health but also body... Someone says that the Dolomites are the perfect place for a winter vacation ... and half a globe is moving to the Alps ... somewhere, in return, they write that the perfect woman has measurements of 90-60-90, flawless nose, cup size no. 4 and not only plastic surgeons and fitness trainers, but also counselors of a (healthy) lifestyle get busy… The Matrix defines what is perfect, what is suitable and what is not, how a perfect family, work, success should look like ...

And people allow to be allured by trumpery… Will someone let being allured when the offer for the perfect soul comes…?
Is everything "perfect" good indeed?

My grandmother, a woman with deep inner wisdom, used to say ... "not everyone likes a potato soup ..." but also that „the one who lives from stranger mind, can...into one's mind...“

You needn´t to be a virtuoso or to know the notes when you play with love and passion.
When a sunny and steamy day is interrupted by clouds and rain that washes the streets and refreshes the air, it does not disturb the beauty of the day.
A child learning to walk, goes once clumsily, once four-legged, other time falls and hits oneself, sits, cries and gets up.
A bird chirping under a window doesn't have to be a nightingale to cheers up or even makes the day.
An apple is an apple and a banana is a banana. Neither of them thinks to be something different. When you plant an apple tree, no bananas will grow on it, and even if the apples had the shape and color of a banana, they would always taste like apples.

The first snow came along with the last days of November. Everything was covered with a beautiful white duvet for a few days. Time seemingly stops in the forest then. Snow covers massive trees and their branches bend under its weight, there comes resting time. Peace and quiet spread the wings over the entire forest.

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I was admiring how beautifuly the snowflakes wrapped the bushes in the garden. I was fascinated with their complete non-identity. The only thing snowflakes have in common is their shape, but otherwise each of them is the original. In more than 4.5 billion years, hundreds of thousands of tons of snow have fallen on this earth and millions of snowflakes have fallen down, and each of them ONE'S.
Suddenly, a tit flew into this snow duvet. She was landing into the snow again and again and scattering everything around her. She was enjoying the first snow either. I was standing at the window in amazement and being unable to take my eyes off that joy.

I realized that we allow the outside world to control our opinions, our thoughts so much that we no longer know if we are an apple or a banana ... we want to have a perfect life, a partner, children, work, prestige, "friends" and we are m i s s i n g all GOOD…
and the only VIRTUOSITY is God himself ...

IF WE ARE NOT AWARE OF THE DARKNESS, WE ARE NOT SEEKING THE LIGHT

Years ago antrhropologist Margaret Mead was asked by a student what she considered to be the first sign of civilization in a culture. The student expected Mead to talk about fishhooks or clay pots or grinding stones.

But no. Mead said that the first sign of civilazation in an ancient culture was a femur (thighbone) that had been broken and then healed. Mead explained that in the animal kingdom, if you break your leg, you die. You cannot run from danger, get to the river for a drink or hunt for food. You are meat for prowling beasts. No animal survives a broken leg long enough for the bone to heal.

A broken femur that has healed is evidence that someone has taken time to stay with the one who fell, has bound up the wound, has carried the person to safety and has tended the person though recovery. Helping someone else through difficulty is were civilization starts, Mead said.

However, if the demonstration of kindness is one of the signs of civilisation, then our present civilisation is irresistibly approaching its extinction. Everything in nature is heading towards the light and even the smallest and the deepest seed grows from the blackness of the ground towards the light
Each flower opens with the first rays of the sun in the morning
...Only a man has turned off the light...
The crisis is a disgrace to rich countries.
Piles of groceries, overflow of food, crowded department stores.
The crisis of rich countries is the crisis of civilisation.
The principle of the economic crisis, the energy crisis, the financial crisis, the corruption crisis or the relationship crisis is the spiritual crisis.
People start suffering from sclerosis of the soul and the heart. Sclerosis of the soul and the heart is signifying the end of every civilisation.
And yet it is so simple...just recalling that...We are at out best when we serve others.

OUR EARTHLY LIFE FITTS INTO FOUR PLASTIC BAGS

When I was a little, my parents and I used to play a game called "a little pile asks for a big one". A man even plays this game every day indeed. But what matters in life?
When I observed my father during his life, I found out that as time went by, I always puzzled over what gift to get him for Christmas or for his birthday. The older he got, the less he needed. When his health got poorer every day so did wanish his needs . He stopped walking, he wasn't even interested in his favorite program on TV, he didn't need to judge anything. Over time he stopped eating and by the end he didn't even require to drink.

He left in peace, with a prayer on his lips and a rosary in his hand.
I always knew I had the best dad in the world and I was and still am very grateful for that. I have never been ashamed to say who my father is. What came next only proved this to me.
After the funeral, the priests who buried him told me with astonishment that they had came to the funeral and there was a church full of people, like at Sunday mass. I vaguely registered the number of people at the cemetery, and I didn't even know most of them and had never heard of them. There were people whom my father helped during his life, those whose paths he crossed, and those who liked him or respected him for what he was. He wasn't rich, nor important, nor famous....he was a GOOD MAN.
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A few weeks after the funeral, I found four plastic bags under the table in one of the rooms... there were my father's personal things inside.
When we stand in front of the Heavenly Father, all we will have with us will be our soul, that what we will have done or not done in our life what we came here for, but also how we will have managed our being on Earth and our "four plastic bags" will remain thrown somewhere in the corner... To be a GOOD MAN is more than to be a GREAT one…


MINUTES, MINUTES, MINUTES

I was really in a hurry. I had to arrange some things and the time was chasing me, as I had already been expected somewhere else. In the middle of all this my Monika called me. She is a daughter of my godparents and even though we are not related, I call her „my Monika“. I have called her „sister“ since forever, we grew up together and along with her I had another 3 siblings, although not my own. I have been always grateful to my parents for the choice they made when selecting my godparents....I could have never had better ones. So, inspite of reluctance, I answered the phone to my dear Monika.


I tried to end politely that ordinary conversation, which seemed to be endless. I was nervous, listening half an ear and answering likewise. But then things twisted, I have to point out that my dear Monika is not one of those who complains about life and she welcomes every being in her life with love. It clicked to me that she just needed to talk out at that moment, she needed someone to listen to her without fear or favour. The moment I stopped fighting „my time“ and the need to control my day, I felt immense peace and surrender. I accepted not only herself, but also her problems with love and I was glad she honored me by sharing that all with me.

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Sometimes it is not necessary to be a psychologist for others and they actually do not even want us to find a solution of their problem. Just to be an open ear and the heart. This is also an expression of love and respect towards the one because...You walk this path only once and every good and every kindness that you can show another being, has to be done now. You must not neglect it, because you will never ever walk the same path again…



S.O.S. THE EARTH

IThe Earth entered a new energy field some time ago. This causes a disturbance in the vibrations of a human and also in one´s receiving abilities. There are transformational changes of the Earth and people, which can be for the better or for the worse. The better ones may bring "Heaven on the Earth", but the worse transformative changes mean cataclysmic upheavals, a great change of the earth or time - simply put, a world catastrophe.
It's like trimming the branches of a tree every year - it strengthens it and removes the useless parts. When a species becomes sick and degenerates, it must disappear from the face of the earth. Humanity is like that tree. It is still young, but because some branches are growing senselessly and bearing wildings, it is necessary to prune them, otherwise the tree will not give delicious fruit.
The great eras are divided into a period of light and a period of darkness. There are transformational cycles lasting 500 years in each of these periods. Era changes once in every 12,000 years and only 2 times during the Great Era, which lasts 24,000 years. The sun is the heart of our system, it not only gives us heat and light, but is also the source and the guide of our evolution.


Unless we do something to slow the destruction of the planet, we can expect a huge amount of water and fire in the form of floods, volcanic eruptions and earthquakes caused by the great convulsions of the planet. Climate changes and cataclysms can naturally cause misfortune, wars, strange diseases that start to spread among people. The result is a probable world economic crisis, which, like all the previous ones, spontaneously result in a war affecting the entire planet. An ignorant and selfish civilization will leave behind a large number of dead.


Everything can turn into one big junkyard and a huge cemetery unless man changes ones relationship with the Earth. However, if humanity can recover its connection with Earth, this transition may be less painful.
Imagine that 45% of forests and 24% of pastures have been destroyed since 1945, and one of the main reasons for climate change is the destruction of vegetation. Alarmingly, more than 1,200 species of birds have become extinct since 1920, and birds, as we know, are an excellent indicator of climate change. Have you had recently, an opportunity to see current pics of the impoverished state of the animal inhabitants of Antarctica?



The saddest thing though is that a man has become greedy and through actions against all the laws of preservation of the nature and the life on Earth, is driving onself into destruction. Humanity on this planet is working on self-destruction by its actions, and is also responsible for Mother´s Earth sickness. Therefore, she tries to regain her balance and heal herself, just like the human body goes through the process of purification and has fever, chills, diarrhea and even vomits. An inevitably continuing process of detoxification has started in the earth´s body, so that she would get rid of poisons and toxins. Unfortunately, in the current cycle of the planet, humans are the scourge, yet the catalyzer of this defensive disaster. Despite where it all goes, there is still a possibility and a chance to avert the demise of this civilization. Humans, as sentient beings are able to create living energy pillars through prayer and meditation that will consequently strengthen the earth's protective energy coat. Provided the truth and love take over hearts of the inhabitants of this planet, and serenity and peace reign everywhere, then the Earth's energy shield will be strengthened again.


Darkness causing pain, fear, anger, war, genocide, violence and homicides is weakening our beautiful planet and she needs us. She needs peaceful inhabitants with pure hearts and noble spirits. She needs beings of light who are capable of strengthening her nervous system - loving human beings who will reconnect with Mother Earth and protect life in all its forms. It is urgent we love and defend life. If we can't or don't want to - what is our own for?
How is it possible that humans' peacefulness turned into a hunger for violence and destruction? Have you ever wondered where had gone all those ancient and famous civilizations that were much more advanced than ours?
As long as a man sows chaos and violence, lies, steals and destroys, causes wars, fear and iniquity, then one cannot be surprised that reaps what one sows and that the harvest won´t be satisfying.


On the other hand, love, prayers, altruistic help to needy and positive thoughts of people can restore the strength of the Earth's protective shield.



We are all one and there is enough of everything for everyone. It is not necessary to fight with one another, to envy each other, to selfishly abusing life at the expense of others. The rich is not the one who has a lot, but the one who gives.
It's up to us...Do we want to preserve our dear Mother Earth, or do we prefer to bury our heads in the sand? Do we want light or darkness?



Peace be with you.