Quote of the Day – August 27 2012

“Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream”
― Jack Kerouac

 

By great, of course, Kerouac was not speaking of a qualitative judgement but of size and importance, a dream filled with awe and sometimes mundanity but filled to the brim with faces, reflections of ourselves that sometimes appear strange, locations that change faster than we realize and sometimes faster than we feel we can adjust to and a sense of unreality that comes and goes with startling regularity. I don’t feel alone in perceiving it this way. Still when I decide I’m going to surf the waves that come my way, immerse myself in the dream while realizing that’s what it is… happiness and its wonderfully wise older sister joy can ensue… Feeling this and knowing this is a gift of the universe. Tho like most gifts it tends to come to those to whom it belonged to already… Tho I feel at the same time it is everyone’s birthright.
BLessings, G

 

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Faces in the Purple Fire by G A Rosenberg

Llama with beautiful Eyes

Quote of the Day – May 22 2012

“If one wants to be active, one must not be afraid of going wrong, one must not be afraid of making mistakes now and then. Many people think that they will become good just by doing no harm — but that’s a lie…. That way lies stagnation, mediocrity.”
Vincent Van Gogh

And now for something at least slightly different….

Journey Down the Dream Corridor… a story fragment in early draft

In my dream I was standing when I heard a voice, I was uncertain of the gender but it was soft and mellow

“Have you forgiven yourself yet?

I started walking or at least moving like I do in dreams and walked into the next room
A woman was there, unfamiliar and yet known. Heavy set yet short with a face framed by brown hair, looking old fashioned but sweet with eyes that shone like they used to maybe with a touch more weariness

“Rosante?” I asked

“Yes, its been awhile.”

“It’s been thirty-two years since Jan forbade me from seeing you again. Because i…”

“Because you told me you knew about me and Jan. That he would touch me and ask me to touch him. I’ve never seen him so angry and I never felt so shattered. Or maybe so free.”

“He was my best friend”

“He was my brother and my lover. He was also yours”

“No, well only the two times” I laughed tho its the kind of laugh that scrapes glass across your inside.

“You wanted more.” She said softy not accusingly and took my hand. “I knew you didn’t want me for myself but for what I represented. A way to be closer to him”

“No.” i shook my head “That’s not true”. Tho I knew it was.. I felt my surroundings start to spin

“It’s ok. I moved on, got some therapy got myself together. You were kind to me. I forgave you long ago.”She moved over to a window I hadn’t noticed before.

“The question is have you forgiven yourself”

I thought I had. I had long ago reconciled with the loss of friendship not only of Jan but of Rose as well. I had felt guilty about that bit of innocence, my spoken knowledge and Jan’s anger had ripped from her but I had always thought that it was her that I wanted for herself. Could it have been all about Jan. He had been my first teacher in the realm of magic, spirituality, qabalah and Castaneda. He seduced me, saying he sensed that element in my nature. We had been roommates for a few years and occasionally double dated girls whom Jan worked with at the mall.

Then he introduced me to Rose and told me the story of the sister whom he comforted and held through the tyranny of their mother’s second marriage. The sister whom he took advantage of, describing to me all the times he had disrobed her of the negligees that he bought for her. I met her and fell hard or so I thought. Could it have realy been all about Jan?

Still it had been so long ago. It taught me discretion and that sometimes it is better to not say what you know just because you have shared knowledge with another. I kept tabs for awhile. I found that Rose had started to date Jack, another friend and student of Jan’s so I figured in the long run no permanent damage was done.

Now I realized that I had wanted Rose not for herself but as an object of affection I knew what that felt like . I looked at Rose. “Yes..”
“Goodbye then,” she started fading and where she had been standing was a new door partly ajar

I heard the question again as I reached for the doorknob.

“Have you forgiven yourself?”

There will be more to the story as the Dream Corridor has many rooms and  forgiveness and redemption an ongoing process.
Blessings, G

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Inside the Dragon’s Mouth by G A Rosenberg

Funhouse Corridor in Chapel Perilous by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – May 14 2012

““If you hear a voice within you say „you cannot paint“, then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.”
― Vincent van Gogh

 

I have been long familiar with that voice. You know, the voice that says “I can’t do it”, “You’ll never make it”, “Give it up and go home”. Most days if I hear it now it is but a whisper but at times in my younger days, it was so loud it paralyzed. It kept me off the stage in university tho i had done plays in high school. It stopped me from ever doing visual art or much with my writing.

Luckily at some point I decided that if I never did any of the things that caught my mind, life would suck. I started taking chances. I collected stories of people who didn’t care what the world thought of them. People like Joshua Norton, the only Emperor the United States ever had if only in his mind (and those of the many who humoured and honoured him. (Look up his story (Somewhere a few years back on this site are a few videos I made about Emperor Norton). I think of Florence Foster Jenkins, unable to carry a tune and yet selling out Carnegie Hall with people being turned away (they might have come to laugh but they also marvelled at her spirit) . “”Some may say that I couldn’t sing, but no one can say that I didn’t sing.” she told a friend and indeed she did

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Amazingly the people who came to her concerts were unfailingly polite. If they felt the need to laugh, they did so discretely. Vincent Van Gogh sold no paintings during his life and could not get anyone to take him seriously as a painter. Now he is considered one of the greatest the world has ever known. Perhaps it is only by living your dream that you can silence not only the voices in your head but the external ones as well.

Blessings, G

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With Which do You Identify? by G A Rosenberg

New Land by G A Rosenberg

Quotes of the Day – May 10 2012

What is your most valuable secret? What forbidden art do you practice? What taboo dream do you draw on?
–Rob Breszny

A friend of mine had this as his Face Book status today. To say it started thoughts and emotions flowing would be an understatement.
What is my most valuable secret…

Everything I say, every belief and notion that I currently entertain or hold dear may be wrong. I believe absolute objective truth exists but I also believe that it is too large to be contained within our comprehension. I get one view, my perspective shifts and I get another, sometimes very different. Each a snapshot of one time/space moment of reality, each a part of the elephant if you will.

What forbidden art do I practice?

 I practice the art of falling with style. As long as I fall nine hundred times and pick myself up nine hundred and one. I figure I am doing ok .

What taboo dream do I draw on?

Universal Abundance…

Please feel free to leave comments telling me your answers 🙂

Blessings, G

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Green Forest Mandala by G A Rosenberg

Wheel Mandala on Black Velvet by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – October 30 2011

“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.”

    –Vincent Van Gough

 

Rambling Thoughts
Finding the Present as the Past’s Future and the Future’s Past yet living in the moment. Have I become that aware of time’s illusion or have I lost sight of the NOW.. I keep arriving only to find i’ve never left, a new consequence of the home within.
Glowing edges have given me the stars and the knight sky. I dream yet awake and I walk on. I become aware of new potentialities and perhaps they become aware of me.
–GAR

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We Are All Made of Stars by G A Rosenberg

Glowing Leopard by G A Rosenberg

 

Quote of the Day – October 1 2011

“I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires. ”
–Kahlil Gibran

When I create images, they become something of a waking dream. I compose elements and backgrounds and slowly an image takes shape. I find they and perhaps myself exist in a form of heightened reality. Yet I know that I too exist as a dream taking shape.There too I may be the dreamer as well as the dream and perhaps also my dream may be formed by a dreamer beyond myself. –g a rosenberg

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Who’s Dream by G A Rosenberg

Angelic Pattern by G A Rosenberg

Quotes of the Day – March 23 2011

“I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there’s blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly 

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail oer the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are”

–John Denver “The Eagle and the Hawk”

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Eagle’s Flight by G A Rosenberg

“I’ve just closed my eyes again  Climbed aboard the dream weaver train”

–Gary Wright

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Dreamspace by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – December 31, 2010

“In life, many thoughts are born in the course of a moment, an hour, a day. Some are dreams, some visions. Often, we are unable to distinguish between them. To some, they are the same; however, not all dreams are visions. Much energy is lost in fanciful dreams that never bear fruit. But visions are messages from the Great Spirit, each for a different purpose in life. Consequently, one person’s vision may not be that of another. To have a vision, one must be prepared to receive it, and when it comes, to accept it. Thus when these inner urges become reality, only then can visions be fulfilled. The spiritual side of life knows everyone’s heart and who to trust. How could a vision ever be given to someone to harbor if that person could not be trusted to carry it out. The message is simple: commitment precedes vision.”

–High Eagle

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…and  I Went into a Dream by G A Rosenberg