THE ALEPH
Either 2 people can spend their whole life living together or they can meet only once and say goodbye forever simply because they didn’t pass through the physical point that triggers an outpouring of the thing that brought them together in this world. So they part without ever quite understanding why it was they met. However, if God so wishes, those who once knew love will find each other again.
DREAMERS CAN NEVER BE TAMED
Anyone who knows God can’t describe Him. Anyone who can describe God doesn’t know Him.
LIKE TEARS IN THE RAIN
We learn in the past, but we are not the result of that. We suffered in the past, loved in the past, cried and laughed in the past, but that’s of no use to the present. The present has its challenges, its good and bad side. We can neither blame nor be grateful to the past for what is happening now. Each new experience of love has nothing whatsoever to do with past experiences.
I haven’t been married for more than twenty years to the same person, because neither she nor I have remained the same. That’s why our relationship is more alive than ever. I don’t expect her to behave as she did when we first met. Nor does she want me to be the person I was when I found her. Love is beyond time, or rather, love is both time and space.
We are not the person other people wish we were. We are who we decide to be. It’s always easy to blame others. You can spend your entire life blaming the world, but your successes or failures are entirely your own responsibility. We can try to stop time, but it’s a complete waste of energy.
It takes a huge effort to free yourself from memory, but when you succeed, you start to realize that you are capable of far more than you imagined. You live in this vast body called the Universe, which contains all the solutions and all the problems. Visit your soul; don’t visit your past. The universe goes through many mutations and carries the past with it. We call each of those mutations a ‘life’, but just as the cells in your body change and yet you remain the same, so time doesn’t pass, it merely changes. Everything has changed; it’s just that we can’t see it.
We never lose our loved ones. They accompany us; they don’t disappear from our lives. We are merely in different rooms. For example, I can’t see who is in the next carriage, but it contains people travelling in the same time as me, as you, as everyone. The fact that we can’t speak to them or know what’s going on in that other carriage is completely irrelevant. They are there. So what we call ‘life’ is a train with many carriages. Sometimes we’re in one, sometimes we’re in another, and sometimes we cross between them, when we dream or allow ourselves to be swept away by the extraordinary.
We still can communicate with them. Every night we shift onto another plane while we’re sleeping. We talk to the living, with those we believe dead, with those who live in another dimension, and with ourselves, with the people we once were and the people we will be.
Love always triumphs over what we call death. That’s why there’s no need to grieve for our loved ones, because they continue to be loved and remain by our side. It’s hard for us to accept that.
We shouldn’t underestimate any of our enemies who pass to the other side. I’m not saying that they can do any harm here–they can’t, unless you let them. Because the fact is that we are there with them and they are here with us. On the same train. The only way to solve the problem is to correct mistakes and resolve conflicts. And that will happen at some point, even though it may take many ‘lives’ before it does. We carry on, meeting and saying goodbye for all eternity. A departure followed by a return, and a return followed by a departure.
We do exist, but in the same way that a cell exists. A cell can cause a destructive cancer to invade an organism, but at the same time it can send out chemical elements that produce happiness and well-being. But the cell is not the person.
We’re stuck eternally on the same train, until God decides to stop it for reasons known only to him.- Paulo Coelho -
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