15. August 2011 the visa for Emmanuel is ready!!

Everyday thoughts of a holy man:

Uniting two halves of one soul is inevitable, but timing depends upon your level of spirituality.  When the time is ripe, true soul mates find one another even if they are worlds apart— whether physically, on opposite sides of the globe, or spiritually, with contrasting lifestyles and backgrounds.

Here’s wishing you the courage to keep growing so that you may know – or continue to know – the blessing of oneness. 

..... and so it was.... time is ripe for M&M! Thanks God!!

hasta pronto mis amigos.....

Verwöhnen und Freunde treffen.... die ganze Welt trifft sich in Dominicus....

Es kann im Paradies auch mal regnen...

Familienausflug in Bayahiebe..... türkis blau wohin dein Auge reicht!!!

Mägi am träumen....."man kann nicht nichts tun, aber man kann die Zeit vergessen...."

Juan Dolio...... weit weg von den Touris..... 2011

Im PARADIES!!!!

Push Your Rock 

Wednesday July 27, 2011 

There once was a man who had a huge desire to please God, so he prayed day and night until one day a Voice spoke to him, “I want you to go and push a rock.”

The man woke up the next morning elated, and ran outside to find a huge boulder.  He began pushing it, but nothing happened, so he kept at it all day.  The next day he did the same, yet it still didn’t budge an inch.  He went on like that for three months, until one day he got so frustrated that he stopped pushing.

That night he had a dream, and the Voice asked him, “Why did you stop pushing?”  “Nothing happened,” he answered. “Nothing happened? Look at you! Look how determined and focused you’ve become. Look how powerful your muscles are now. You’re no longer the person you were when you started. 

Besides, I didn’t tell you to move the rock; I told you to push it. I’ll move the rock when it’s time.”

Keep pushing your rock.  It'll move at the right moment, in the perfect time, when you least expect it.  And amazing things are happening, even if you're not noticing them yet.

Ostern 2011; Rabindranath Tagore

“Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,

but to be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain,

but for the heart to conquer it.

Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield,

but to my own strength.

Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,

but hope for the patience to win my freedom.

Grant that I may not be a coward,

feeling Your mercy in my success alone;

But let me find the grasp of Your hand in my failure.”

LOVE _ AMOUR_ LIEBE_AMOR_ the highest goal to achieve.....

Passover: enduring sufferings

Published on April 21, 2011 in Paul Coelhos Blog

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The accompanying guards kept shouting at us and driving us with the butts of their rifles.
Hardly a word was spoken; the icy wind did not encourage talk. Hiding his mouth behind his upturned collar, the man marching next to me whispered suddenly:
“If our wives could see us now! I do hope they are better off in their camps and don’t know what is happening to us.”

That brought thoughts of my own wife to mind.
And as we stumbled on for miles, slipping on icy spots, supporting each other time and again, dragging one another up and onward, nothing was said, but we both knew: each of us was thinking of his wife.
Occasionally I looked at the sky. But my mind clung to my wife’s image, imagining it with an uncanny acuteness.
I heard her answering me, saw her smile, her frank and encouraging look.
Real or not, her look was then more luminous than the sun which was beginning to rise.
A thought transfixed me: for the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers.
The truth that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which man can aspire.
Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love.
I understood how a man who has nothing left in this world still may know bliss, be it only for a brief moment, in the contemplation of his beloved.
In a position of utter desolation, when man cannot express himself in positive action, when his only achievement may consist in enduring his sufferings in the right way -an honorable way…
…in such a position a man can, through loving contemplation of the image he carries of his beloved, achieve fulfillment.

I wish you enough...... love 4 everybody!!!

Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the father said, ‘I love you, and I wish you enough.’

They kissed and the daughter left. The father walked over to the window where I was seated. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but I could not refrain from asking:
‘When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, ‘I wish you enough.’ May I ask what that means?’

He began to smile. ‘That’s a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.’
He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more.
‘When we said, ‘I wish you enough,’ we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.’
Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more..

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting…

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.

Lovesongs in all different languages... ;) thanks!

Thanks to all my dear friends for giving me such a wonderful time! Lots of love to all of you!

Da ich und der Raum nicht verschieden sind, wird jeder Ort, an den ich gehe, der Ort sein, wo ich bereits anwesend bin. - Nisargadatta Maharaj -

Dom Rep - Bayahibe..... el paraiso....

a long way back @ Dom Rep!!!!

Strassenleben....

1. Januar 2011 la soupe