Love’s Truth

Love’s Truth

by Loveson G. Flower

18h20, 14 June 2019 

Oh what an end, vacation sent.

While we’re on our way home.

While on the train, smiling dame came:

Belle goddess all alone.

An opera singer, fan Beau Arts bringer,

So much inspiration.

Of shining Light, the kind so bright

Souls touched find elation.

Thus so inspired, the Souls thus fired,

That dreams unfold stories

Of true meaning. Love's Truth screaming

To see what Soul shows please.

A real Artist, who feels Love’s kiss. 

Then expresses her Heart.

Mirrors it then to every friend.

Then blessings’ sharing start.

When wounding’s cares do part

To blend and sing their Art,

To friends: “Please bring your Heart.”

Inspired by (and dedicated to): Madam N. Pellegrini.

1st Heart Song after many, many months.
Written on next train after one from Monterossa to Genoa, Italy.

Transdution anglais / français par Google Translate

https://youtu.be/847bE4xFPd4

unlisted video of vacation, 11-14 June 2019 

with friends in Cinque Terre, Italy 

Love Selfies / Selfies d'Amour (Happy New Year, dear Friends & Family / Bon Année, chers Amis et Famille)

Love Selfies 

by Loveson G. Flower
1 January 2019

I wanted to send to my friends,

  Holiday cheer photos to end

The old year with a whole statement,

  A bold beauty reenactment.

The puppies seemed to be our plan.

  Their loving beings sent to fans.

So All could see how well they've grown

  With pauli's loving lovers shown.

But these past months nothing did come

  Although fantastic photos fun

Of running, happiness at beach,

  Of sunsets, crashing surfs, and each

And every puppy showed just how

  Their growing loving selves said: "Wow!"

But as the year wound down without

  What feared: lack of Inspiration's shout.

Until the last hour of the year

  When pressure cast maximum fear

That all our Art was somehow lost

  And pauli's re-start was the cost.

I discovered automatic file

  That collected Selfies so now

One doesn't need to search through years

  To present Selfies' perfect spheres.

A Selfie is a different beast.

  When I'm included in the yeast

That bakes bread of relationship.

  Not forsake Love we might have sipped.

It's not polite, such picture close,

  Like intimate touch or close knows

That normally we can't partake

  Because politeness distance makes.

But my arm's only oh so long

  And if I'm allowed in Soul's song

Of Selfie photo's unity

  Intimacy shows closely: We.

So I took all the photos from

  The Selfie file of my French run,

The years past my dramatic change

  Past tears, and fears, life rearranged.

The Selfies seem to now express

  Where Self did go, somehow confessed

That loving pauli never left,

  That Love for pauli ever blessed.

And though the others in the frames

  Of Selfie loving some brought pain;

When our little selves couldn't stay

  When darkness fell on Loving's Way.

There were shining moments in past

  When fear of combining was cast

Aside for closer connections

  To confide more love's reflections.

As if to tell the future me

  That bliss that fell must inside See.

It's only but an arm away

  To lonely hold and charming say:

Each Spirit comes and goes again

  And each brings wonder's healing friend.

Even if with our Shadows shown

  Seems to crush until we've now grown

Into another being place

  Into what lover's feelings grace

That what we give comes always back

  And Love needs never ever lack.

So we'll send Love Selfies to friends

  To ask them please see Love again

In windows of past distant times

  And then allow just one more sign

  That we must trust that Love is kind
When we'll remember Selfie fine.

  

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate

LAUGHING IMPROVES THE WORLD! by Rodrigo Cabral - RIRE AMÉLIORE LE MONDE! par Rodrigo Cabral

from/de: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kG2GTw0ZKHg

GreenMedInfo Search - Laughter benefits

http://www.greenmedinfo.com/search/google-cse#gsc.q=laughter-benefits

How Not To Die - Comment ne pas mourir

How Not To Die: Discover the foods  scientifically proven to prevent and reverse disease

(Comment ne pas mourir : Découvrez les nourritures scientifiquement avérées empêcher et renverser la maladie)

by(par): Dr. Michael Greger, M.D.

from: (part 1) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xpewnQoh45c
         (part 2) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=se9eyupMfZg

How Not to Die (Comment ne pas mourir) - Dr. Michael Greger, M.D. 

To buy (pour acheter):

https://www.amazon.com/How-Not-Die-Discover-Scientifically/dp/1250066115

Eight Habits for Highly Creatives by David Ogilvy

Eight Habits for Highly Creatives by David Ogilvy 

Huit habitudes pour fortement Creatives par David Ogilvy

from: davie industries: The Eternal Pursuit of Unhappiness by David Ogilvy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZeF5QhP4p8

Nataraja, the Dancing Shiva - Amazing Symbol of the Cosmic Dance

Nataraja - The Dancing Shiva
left from - http://galleryhip.com/dancing-shiva-meaning.html
right from - http://www.oshonews.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Nataraj-Dancer.jpg

Aldous Huxley - The Dancing Shiva by revolutionloveevolve

from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1kmKpjk_8E

The Symbolism of Siva (Shiva) Nataraja 

is religion, art and science merged as one. In God's endless dance of creation, preservation, destruction, and paired graces is hidden a deep understanding of our universe. 
Aum Namah Sivaya.

Bhashya Nataraja, the King of Dance, has four arms. The upper right hand holds the drum from which creation issues forth. The lower right hand is raised in blessing, betokening preservation. The upper left hand holds a flame, which is destruction, the dissolution of form. The right leg, representing obscuring grace, stands upon Apasmarapurusha, a soul temporarily earth-bound by its own sloth, confusion and forgetfulness. The uplifted left leg is revealing grace, which releases the mature soul from bondage. The lower left hand gestures toward that holy foot in assurance that Siva's grace is the refuge for everyone, the way to liberation. The circle of fire represents the cosmos and especially consciousness. The all-devouring form looming above is Mahakala, "Great Time." The cobra around Nataraja's waist is kundalini shakti, the soul-impelling cosmic power resident within all.

Nataraja's dance is not just a symbol. It is taking place within each of us, at the atomic level, this very moment. The Agamas proclaim, "The birth of the world, its maintenance, its destruction, the soul's obscuration and liberation are the five acts of His dance." 

from: http://www.lotussculpture.com/nataraja1.html

5 Ways Spiritually Enlightened People View Death - by Steven Bancard

5 Ways Spiritually Enlightened People View Death

by Steven Bancard, at ZenGardener.com

By Steven Bancard - Atheism tells us that when we die, we don’t go anywhere except the dirt. Naturalism tell us that our consciousness is created by the brain and when the brain dies our experience ends.  Religion tells us that we are either going to heaven or hell based on our belief system.  But is there a fourth option that we are missing here?

In our culture, we tend to think of the afterlife as either religious superstition or a heaven/hell dichotomy, when in reality there are so many different ways of understanding death from a place of consciousness.  By consciousness, I mean taking into account scientific evidence, personal experiences and revelations, intuitions, ancient wisdom, anecdotal testimonies, logic, and combine these things with how the universe operates as an organism.

So what really happens to us when we die, and how are we to understand death from a place of spiritual awareness?  Here are 5 ways that spiritually enlightened people view death:

1) Death is creativity

Death is not the end, nor is it the beginning.  It is simply part of a universal ongoing creative process of regeneration.  When a cell in your body dies, it is immediately replaced with a new cell.  We wouldn’t really call the process of cell regeneration cellular death because death is only 50% of the creative process in the body.

When the physical body dies, it decays into the earth to be recycled, while the consciousness (or matrix of memory) goes on to be recycled into a new body.

Death is part of a Nature’s process of recycling matter and consciousness.  Here is Deepak Chopra explaining more clearly what this view of death really means.

Deepak Chopra - Death is part of a Nature’s process of recycling matter and consciousness.

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2) Death is a transition

This view of death believes the very concept of death to be fundamentally flawed.  There is no such thing as death, there is only a shift from one dimension of reality to another.  From the physical to the spiritual, from the material to the immaterial.  As a soul, you retain your sense of self, your memory, and even some personality traits.

Your consciousness detaches from your body when the physical brain shuts off, and you peel away from your empty vessel as a soul to go back home.  So why call it death when YOU don’t even die? This view of death is compatible with many different spiritual philosophies and religious ideologies, and it’s what most people believe about the afterlife.  We are only visiting right now, and what we call “death” is really just a crossing-over back to where we came from.

3) Death is rebirth

Death is rebirth

It is better to spend one day contemplating the 
birth and death of all things than a hundred years 
never contemplating beginnings and endings. – Buddha

4) Death is impersonal. Ego death.

Death is impersonal. Ego death.

Death is the moment at which you shed everything you take to be “you”. Your conditionings, your history, your sense of identity, your thoughts about who and what you are, your beliefs, your values, and anything else that belongs to you as a personal being.

Your ego, your goals, your memories, and your physical body all get dissolved after physical death and you return to your identity as a soul before it became identified with thought and form.  Who you are right now is something much more grand than your job title, your past experiences, and your minds thoughts about who you are.  You are Infinity experience itself as as infinity of roles, and the skin-encapsulated ego you are right now is just one of many roles it plays.

Your consciousness then rejoins into the universal field of consciousness where it loses individuality and awaits fragmentation to begin a new life. Death is not the end of your consciousness but it is the end of subjective self-identity.

5) Death is waking up

Are you awake right now? You feel awake.  Your senses are awake. You know your body isn’t asleep.  But just because your body isn’t sleeping doesn’t mean that you aren’t sleeping.  How can you even be sure that you are alive right now?

What if this life is all just one big simulation and you are living within some kind of Intelligent Matrix that has been created to give souls the ability to evolve and experience duality?  Death is only “death” if you believe that you are actually alive.  Medically speaking, you are a alive.  But metaphysically speaking, life is just a dream, and when you die you wake up realizing the whole thing was just a play in your consciousness. You are just asleep in life’s waiting room:

You are just asleep in life’s waiting room

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from:  http://www.zengardner.com/5-ways-spiritually-enlightened-people-view-death/

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate

A beautiful and grand Spirit - Pat Look (1941 - 2015)

Pat, a beautiful and grand Spirit
like her beloved mountain, Mt. Shasta

Dear Pat, you’re a beautiful and grand Spirit like your beloved mountain. Please, my beloved Friend:  feel the Love and Care returned you have so abundantly shared.... Please find the Peace and Rest you so assuredly deserve.... Please know how much you have touched, moved and made a difference in so many lives.... and Please see, hear, feel - and finally - be One with the eternal One. Thank you a million times. All my Love, p
22 May 2015

Obituary: Pat Look 

Posted Jun. 10, 2015 at 11:10 AM from MTSHASTANEWS.COM

Lake Shastina, Calif.

Pat Look, 74, passed on May 22, 2015 at her home in Weed, California. She was a strong woman who fought a courageous fight against cancer.

She is survived by her three children: Jeff, Julie and Cathy; two children-in-law, Nicole and Andy; her six grandchildren: Sam, Drew, Peyton, Nicki, Jake, Aidan; and many loving friends.

Born and raised in Chicago, Pat received her Bachelor’s in Psychology at the age of 32; and after moving to Florida, she obtained a Master’s in Computer Science while working full-time and raising three children.

Pat worked a myriad of careers in Florida and California including school teacher, computer programmer, pottery artist, massage therapist, and counselor.

Location change – We will gather at Hoy Park on Lakeside Drive in Weed to remember Pat. Her memorial service will be on Sunday, June 14 at 9 a.m.

One of Pat’s favorite song was “Hallelujah” by Lee DeWyze. These were a few of Pat’s mantras: “Listen to everyone and everything, including animals and the wind” “Feed people” “Show up. Pay attention” and “Learn everything you can.” 

Hallelujah - Lee Dewyze (from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXxqWkJIUnQ)

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate

Truth's Love

truth's loves for Truth's Love

Truth's Love

So finally this book is full.

Am I really like book full too?

Or are there other books to write?

Other lovers? Other insights?

Other chapters yet to explore?

Love to master? and to live for?

How can all of the threads become

Wisdom so Paul's Love becomes Sum?

The Sum of every experience:

The fun; the scared-me wary dance;

The times when seemed disintegrate

When rhymes beamed didn't stem the hate;

The Sum of all the learning learned

To come to One past burning burned;

To make real Sense from grand total

Not forsake Soul and steal man's Whole.

For this way is not popular.

No bliss plays like lotto's win card

That seems to solve all in instant.

All screams absolved, then Paul's fall can't

Be understood while bliss does run.

The wonder would now Wisdom shun

Unless we somehow integrate

Summer's blessings with Winter's fate.

The heat, the cold, the warmth, the chill,

Defeat, the woe from life then killed;

All balanced with new Life's kind eyes;

Yin-Yang dance both foolish, wise.

What is the same throughout the years?

Through blame and shame, cruel shouts and tears?

Through blessed loving feelings felt

When confessed Love made defense melt.

When growth and growing made advance.

Unknowing's Going gave the chance

To allow other's wisdom heard.

So shallow, smothered Wisdom feared

Can finally Let Go and change.

Man can be free and rearrange

His folly's and his prejudice

So pauli's wisdom is his bliss.

And he can forgive arrows in back.

For Wisdom gives and shows attack

Are really as much about the bow

That's feeling touched so shoots arrow.

The bow and arrow are a team.

They show their sorrow defending.

So they must send their arrows here (hear?)

To stay (slay?) they bend care's bow from fear.

The arrows are but evidence

That sorrows care for Wisdom's dance.

For Truth passes through 3 stages: 

First, laughter, ridicule rages,

And next comes active counter-strife

When vexed hears Wisdom threatens life.

When assumptions would have to change

So Wisdom's dumped in love deranged.

But finally Truth is evident.

Love finds a way for Wisdom sent.

And those who really seek Truth's Love

Then know the feeling humble shoved.

That grow our healing loved Wisdom

And holds those healing to Love become.

"Truth's Love" by Loveson G. Flower

May 17th 2015, at Starbuck's in Rewood City, CA

photo from: http://s1147.photobucket.com/user/_lelove_/media/September%202011/91211universaltruthsaboutlovelovephotoloveimage.jpg.html

The Journey Is Its Own Reward

The following HeartSong is among the very first ever written in 1997, 

and is among my very favorite of all the perhaps thousands of expressions.

It was inspired then (and hence dedicated to) my wise and beloved friend, 

Pat Look, who always embodied - for me - the Question-Answer Road.

The Journey Is Its Own Reward

Once upon a time,

In the land of dreams and rhymes,

There lived a little Symbol,

Beautiful and nimble.

Who always was between,

The Question and serene

Answer to the Question.

Her name we musn't mention.

She always did her job;

Even when it made her sob

With the being in-between,

The Question and the scream.

Sometimes she felt the Sun,

When the Answers could freely come,

And could then bask into;

The bright, warm, sunny glow.

The Symbol grew each day,

And always found a way

To allow the Answer dear,

To be heard and to be clear.

So for many years,

Through trials and many tears,

The Symbol was always there,

While silent and always fair.

And she seemed to sometimes notice,

That the Questions showed the motive,

Of underlying Truths,

Of different paths to choose.

Because the Answers dear,

Were never to be feared.

They were her hope for growth.

Questions and Answers, she loved both.

She was just like a hand;

In the brave, new, wise dream land.

Who held the two partners:

Questions first and then Answers.

So they walked both hand in hand,

Across the See and Land.

And up withering heights.

She calmed their terror frights.

For sometimes the Answered Questions;

Were hard to hear and so shunned,

By both or either party,

Who Answered or Questioned to not See.

And our, poor Symbol became;

Old and sick from the cold rain,

Of stormy, tempest weather;

When Questioner hated Answer.

But she always did recover,

And saw in calmer weather,

That even in the tempest,

The Process was for the best.

For the Question-Answer Road,

When with love and care traveled,

Always led them home to Truth;

To new Understanding and Soul soothe.

And it was in this Soul dance,

That Homecoming had a chance.

Because the Question-Answer,

Were really just two mirrors.

For what does one mirror see,

In another mirror's be?

Cannot she see forever there;

In his seeing here her mirror clear?

This is the Dance's wise Purpose:

To find the Way, for Soul to choose

The Path of Love, the Path to Whole,

The Path with Oneness as the goal.

And our little Symbol dear,

Who helped the Path become so clear

Smiled lovingly through happy tears,

That they found the Way past their Fears.

And though knocked down and lying flat,

Our Symbol rose somehow to tap

Into the Source of Light and Know;

To help them See, their Paths to show.

Thank you kind Symbol for your help,

For being there with no thought of self.

And they are forever in her debt,

Though she modestly hopes they will forget,

And just continue Seeing clear.

She loves that they transcended Fear.

And the Journey is its own reward.

Questions & Answers married is....

.... Love transformed.

Love Transformed

The Journey Is Its Own Reward
by Loveson G. Flower
6/28/97
Drawing by Loveson G. Flower

Real Life Hero(ine)

Dedicated to Pat Look - who is, has been, and will be forever - my truly loved, Real Life Hero(ine).

Real Life Hero

Love Cures

My beloved and wise friend Pat taught me so many things .... like what true "friendship" really means......On Pat's wall was a beautiful and inspirational quote that always touched my heart: " "Friendship is the commitment to each other's health and well-being in the adventure of life. "

Last stanza from "Love Cures" :

What does "friendship" really mean?
Commitment to our health & well-being
In the adventure of life.
With real friends, Love cures hurt lives.

Thank you Universe for true heros and heroines, and true friends....  and thank you Pat for all you have meant and will always mean to me.

Love Cures

Fill up the void with fancy things.

Hope to avoid what lonely brings.

Buy new house, new car, new clothes.

Fly far to vacation shores.

Stay in 5 star hotels fine.

Delay pain of heart with mind.

Fancy food, best restaurants.

Dancing's good if forget haunts.

Ghosts which haunt and chase in night

With their chants can't face, for fright.

I must always run away.

Never trust what Soul would say

On the last day of my life.

When all's lost and way's end's nigh;

What is valuable then?

Was it all valuable friends?

Those that were really fidel.

Those that held though I gave hell.

Stood by me through thick and thin.

Understood. Forgave me then.

What does "friendship" really mean?

Commitment to our health & well-being

In the adventure of life.

With real friends, Love cures hurt lives.

Music for Love Cures video: Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, op. 43, Variation 18
Composer: Rachmaninov
Pianist: Arthur Rubenstein
Album: Rubenstein Adagios - Romantic Reveries for Piano and Orchestra
Love Cures Animation by Loveson G. Flower using Apple iMac, Apple's iTunes and Quicktime Pro, Time Machine OSX Screensaver, FlipText OSX Screensaver, iSquint and Snappy Pro.
"Love Cures" heart song by Loveson G. (Gabrielle) Flower  17 April 2008


"Real Life Hero" www.Thaigoodstories.com & https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FkG-Bh9J9c
"Love Cures" by lgflower from http://sunflowermultimedia.blogspot.com/2009/03/univere-cure.html

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate