Whoever is careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with important matters.
understanding each other
When I reached home, in time for my call with Aref, I was shocked to be hung up on the call. 'Something's come up, can't talk to you right now,' read the text on my phone display. I felt a space that was warm and receptive, indeed as divinely creative as Chrystal is to me, closed down. And then came the breathlessness of death. My relationship with Aref died with this missed appointment, with the missed opportunity to communicate truly. I felt I lost a friend and colleague I loved as dearly as my own beloved son.
According to Eileen, everyone has access to their inner knowing. In the calm and deep space of the Sanctuary here, answers come easily, once you enter the inner sanctum. This is the golden key to our balance and freedom.
So what are the symbols of your feminine and masculine energies? What are their relationship like? What is the synergy of their relationship?
© Pupak Haghighi
The forecast was rain. The place was an ancient Pictish cave by the wild Moray Firth coast, about 1/2 hour away from our home. The day was the 13th of October, 5 years to the day we entered our relationship. We watched the weather closely. There was no sign of rain at 8 am, when we had to make the final decision about the location. Will we go for the wild coast, or do we choose the safer option of a sheltered woodland site?
The rain was holding back. We looked at each other; we knew what we wanted. Judith, our celebrant turned up punctually at 8.00. 'It is the cave!' we said. She was concerned, as we were for the guests slipping on the wet rocks. But she trusted us, and a decision was made. Our two sons, Kevin and Ocean, as well as my friend and maid of honour, Swan, accompanied us to the cave to set up the space and receive our guests.
I saw Ocean outside the cave, looking to the sea with an expression of amazement and joy! 'They are dolphines,' he said. I looked to where he was pointing. They were a pod, jumping! Our guests arrived one by one as I spotted the dolphines.
Our vows had 4 dimensions. Alan and I gradually crafted them over weeks of conversation, reflection, adding and deleting words. We vowed to support one another in our persoanl growth, our planetary service, on our spiritual paths. We vowed to have patience and compassion for our blind or unconscious selves to become known and loved. Just as we finished saying our vows, a sweet and gentle rain sealed our marriage as Judith pronounced us husband and wife. Then every one at once had to rush to escape the incoming tide. There, there, they were again. The dolphines were now swimming in the opposite direction, accompanying our guests from the sea as everyone lined up to climb the rope ladder back to higher grounds. Then the rain came. It poured mightily as our guests scattered the seed-balls we had prepared as part of our ceremony to regenrate a burned out landscape scarred by fires this last autumn.
Part II of our wedding day was made possible by the generous support of our friends in the community who cooked the meal for our guests as a gift to us. The rain did not cease for the rest of the evening. Our plans to have a storytelling fire outdoors was changed to having a beautiful storytelling space indoors, filled with late autumn flowers, gifted to us by a generous friend who has been tending her flower garden for years. Stories, songs, and dances blossomed in our community space, as our guests one, by one, contributed their gifts and shared their talents. Our married life started with wild blessings from nature and continued with generous gifts of service, flowers, songs, and stories from our friends and community. We spent a beautiful honeymoon on the islands of Orkney when we had a rainbow greeting us every day.
There are only two feelings. Love and fear.
There are only two languages. Love and fear.
There are only two activities. Love and fear.
There are only two motives, two procedures, two frameworks, two results. Love and fear.
Love and fear.
A Common Prayer, Leunig
The Soil Alchemy, a project to transform our food waste to compost in Northern Iran, is on my mind.
This quote by Leunig sums up my experience with our project.
a hat that connects hearts
My friend Swan Treasure gifted me this beautiful hat she hand-felted for my travels to the Middle East. My travels started early this morning when my partner Alan, drove me to Inverness airport. I boarded the 7 am flight to be at the Iranian Consulate in High Street Kensington before noon, when their offices close. However upon arriving there, it soon became evident that no one was going to open the doors.
I hear the land
and understand people
here in Tatvan
I delight in a language
born as a twin to my mother tongue
then the two languages, Farsi and Kurdi
flowed down the river of time
changing in accents
sounding sweetly familiar in my ears
my heart is here
I belong to the earth
and one with her people
I am not a foreigner
there are no foreigners
we are one people
belonging to the earth
What I am seeking in every encounter and experience is the essence of Love. This blog-page is home to photographs and writings reflecting my Seeking Love.