Exploring Man, Harmonious Woman

Exploring soul, Harmonious composition

My spiritual journey took me through the realms of the physical (the golden panels on the walls as well as the golden staircase), the intellectual (the books beneath the staircase) and the spiritual (the statue of Buddha on the windowsill). In each of those realms I intensively encountered multiple-choice situations (the windows), hence constant conflict. At the moment I actively rest at a temporary stop along the path.

I know my destiny more than ever before. I have the courage to look ahead confidently and dare to plan what I once did not dare even to dream. The mirror of awareness still reflects to me constantly the fragility of my life and futility of my corporeal dreams.

This process of revealing my destiny beneath the debris of haziness and uncertainty of previous lives is recurring in every life cycle, so I feel – continuous and dependent of the previous efforts and their accumulated outcome but also independent and supportive of the freedom of choice we have as humans, in direct relation of the extent of our spiritual awareness (the recurring background of the entire scene).

On the contrary, less space is required for an object which is at peace. The basic nature of women is the capability of containment. From the striving women which I encountered in my lifetime, I learned that the nature of their spiritual journey is less extrovert, but nevertheless sincere.

Alone, not lonely

Quite some time had passed since I last met with a soul-sister, or perhaps my lessened openness to such an encounter had caused me to miss those which happened upon my path. Not only once pride causes me to maintain a facade of a puritan crusader, when what I actually want to do is to run after her buck naked in the street, with a wedding ring in my hand.

And even if I was to receive such a present again, would I have been wise enough to preserve it?
But perhaps it is not my destiny to be a mate, for being by myself is a fruit which I am only starting to reveal its sweetness.
Life is a maze of misery, any which way you look at it – the only thing that makes it worthwhile is the spiritual journey we undergo.