The words in my header speak of Sophia’s Mirror as reflecting all creation, as being the source of all things. My weblog is about the discoveries which can be made when we look into this mirror, and the encounters through art, writing and poetry which allow us to glimpse the oneness behind the many forms reflected there. What I believe in and practice is not a process which ends, but a process which transforms. And it is my heartfelt wish that you, my readers, will continue to be a part of that transforming process with me. Thank you for stopping by.
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you. But sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
– Rumi
Sophia's Mirror
The Ancient World called her Sophia – Wisdom
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To You, My Reader
Whether you are a return or a first-time visitor: I am aware that my posts over the last months have been rather sporadic, and have at times included writings by others. This has to do with personal health issues which have had to be coped with, and this in turn has meant that I have had to address new and unfamiliar limitations regarding how much I can do and what I can manage. I nevertheless will continue to post what and when I am able to. My thanks to my readers for their understanding, and my wish is that all my visitors will still find something of interest in my previous posts. ~ Emma
The Sanctuary of Emptiness
"Look" says the Spirit, "the new world has arrived. The landscape is changing around you."
Amen
We traditionally end a prayer with the word 'Amen'. But what does this simple word mean and where did it originally come from?
This One Love
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours. And the songs of every poet past and forever.
- Rabindranath Tagore
* Invocation - the Video
* The Crossing - The Video
The Lovers
For love has no need of masks and acceptance is all and everything.
To approach Sophia is to approach that vital spark of the divine within ourselves, for Sophia is the essential spirit which infuses all things.
The Church of Love
The church of love has no secret, has neither mystery nor initiation except for the deep knowledge of the power of love, as the world must change, if we as persons wish it so; but only if firstly we change ourselves.
The valley spirit never dies Call it the mystery, the woman. The mystery, the Door of the Woman, is the root of earth and heaven.
In Ourselves
But this one thing becomes more clear to me: that you can't help us, but we need to help you and by doing that we also help ourselves. And this is the only thing that we can save now and also the only thing that matters: a piece of you in ourselves, God. Etty Hillesum
The Paradoxes of Love
The storming of love is what is sweetest within her, Her deepest abyss is her most beautiful form,
The Radiance of God
Woman is the radiance of God, she is not your beloved. She is the Creator - you could say that she is not created. Rumi (Masnavi, I:2437)
The Eyesight of the Soul
To serve love in new seasons would be new indeed – that noble art few will embrace: few feel they should find out what true love can impart.
“Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.” ~ Rumi
Gaia
I will sing of well-founded Gaia, Mother of All, eldest of all beings. She feeds all creatures that are in the world, all that go upon the goodly land, and all that are in the paths of the sea, and all that fly: all these are fed of her store. - Homeric Hymn, 7th Century B.C. Image: Greg Spalenka
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When we are face to face with truth, the point of view of Krishna, Buddha, Christ, or any other Prophet, is the same. When we look at life from the top of the mountain, there is no limitation; there is the same immensity.
~ Hazrat Inayat Khan
l' Esprit du Bleu
Only Breath by Rumi
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How can so few words carry such a big impact? I just love this Emma. The imprint of the emotions and visuals that remain inside me are profound. Thank you Emma.
Dank je wel, Syta, voor jouw warme en mooie reactie hier. Neem me niet kwalijk dat ik nu pas reageer, dat was zeker niet mijn bedoeling, want ik waardeer het altijd zeer wanneer mensen reageren. ♥
How can so few words carry such a big impact? I just love this Emma. The imprint of the emotions and visuals that remain inside me are profound. Thank you Emma.
ReplyDeleteI apologize for my belated reaction Deborah, but thank you for such a heartwarming response to this little poem of mine. ♥♥♥
DeleteWat sterk, zeer oude waarden, vertederend en vol van Liefde.
ReplyDeleteDankje Lieve Emma .💞
Dank je wel, Syta, voor jouw warme en mooie reactie hier. Neem me niet kwalijk dat ik nu pas reageer, dat was zeker niet mijn bedoeling, want ik waardeer het altijd zeer wanneer mensen reageren. ♥
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