Al Kidr

- Did you ever heard about about the meeting between Moses and Al Kidr?

- No, i say surprised. But how is this related to our discussion about today relations between Muslims and Christians?

- Because this story it is described in both their sacred books, and show us some different level of understanding.

- Tell me about it then!

- The story begin with Moses asked by some Jew about who is the most knowledgeable person in the world. Moses answer that after God, he is that person. And then the divine vision will tell him that it is one that know much more than him, and the place where he can find is specified. We have here some symbols like for example the fish that will be brought back to life and will lead him to the place. So Moses leave to find this mysterious person. And at some moment he accidentally drop a fish in the fountain. Didn't even see that the fish was getting alive and they lost it, like the prophecy said. Being so busy with his journey, Moses continued his journey, without even knowing that he just founded the elusive Fountain of Eternal Youth. But at some moment he noticed that the fish is missing and returned, founding Al-Kidr waiting for him at the oasis. 'There are things that i know and you don't, There are things that you know and i don't.' Al-Kidr said. Moses asked to take him with on his journey, so he can learn more about this different spiritual tradition. Al Kidr said that he can take him, but Moses will be cross because he will miss the understanding behind his actions. Moses said that he will come anyway. Their journey was plentiful of events, and some of them make Moses think that Al Kidr is just an impostor. But it was told that everything will be explained when they will say goodbye and never seen each other again. The moment eventually came and Moses was asking about what happen. Al Kidr explained to him. He was accused that he made a hole in a ship, despite the fact that the fishermans helped them cross the river, they were hurrying all day and still, they stayed for an entire afternoon to repair a broken wall. Then he explained. That he did that to the ship because a king was coming to take all the ships, and that being broken helped the fishermans to keep it, That under the wall a father put all his money for his kids, but they were still too young, so after the wall being repaired, they will find the treasure when they will grow up and live a decent life. And many others. 'I knew that you will not understand Moses, and now is time to go, each of us on our own way. But you will always remember and some day you will understand. That was  the lesson you need to learn today.' And saying that he left.

 - I never heard about this story. Who is this Al Kidr?

 - It is a mystery. Al Kidr, known also as Al Khadir, The Green One, was believed to be a prophet, an angel, a saint. Some of them were thinking that maybe he was Melchidesec, I think that probably he is an aspect of the Nature. Nobody know. But he is the one that was teaching the sufi masters, just for one example. He is fascinating.

I look at him and i understand.

 - So you meet him?

 - I meet him once, long time ago. I can tell you that he is not a myth.

Genius what?

The journalist was feeling a bit uncomfortable. It is not every day that you can stay in the presence to a man that could go from rag to riches 3 times in the row. And was being right every time on the shares market prediction. And didn't have an interview in the last 30 years.
- Hello, nice to meet you!
- Nice to meet you, mister G.!
- So, usually i do not talk to the press, but i like your articles, so i will answer you to one question. Make it count!
-So, mister G, please tell me how you think about starting this charity that help young genius?
- It is funny that you ask, as i can see that you benefit from it. Your IQ is 154, i presume?
- 152, you we're close.
- So, i promise you a story. I presume that you already know that i like to volunteer to work in different respite centers every Friday. 32 years ago i was doing my usual shift, and i was working with some random Asian guy. At least that's what i was thinking. I used to work with him before, he was familiar to me. We did our work as usual. And we were leaving to go home.
- You know something about the way you react sometimes, he told me. As my favorite poet said:

“Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.”

- Rumi, i said. And was his turn to be surprised. 

We talked about for long time. From Rumi we went to Shams i Tabrizi, from there to Tagore, Mircea Eliade, religions and different ways to reach perfection. And in the end i recognized him as a member of the White Brotherhood. He was one of us. One of the few. And even funnier, he was a billionaire. Like me. Working undercover. After we talk about couple of times we were thinking about how to help the young genius. And so this charity started. This is the story

A strange meeting

She was there in that big hall, trying to meet her mentor, in the exact moment when everything started. So almost couldn't believe it when one man started to say that everyone is hostage of the National Front and the semiautomatic gun was pointed toward her.
- Hey, what are you doing, shout a blonde girl with a polka dress at him, giving her time to slip through time and space. Checking the next day newspaper in that line of events, she could see that she was somehow destined to die there. Hard to understand, as she was not even supposed to be in that hall, at that exact time. Meaning to solve that paradox, she went back again. But this time nothing happen, no man, no gun, no hostage.She could see the blonde girl leaving the building five minutes before everything was supposed to happen. Something is not right. Back again before the blonde girl left the building. She went to follow her, and at the end of the 5th Street she managed to put a hand on her shoulder. The girl turned back and looked at her. That is me, she manage to think. And the explosion tore up a hole in the fabric of our universe itself,

Word of the day 24/10/2014

“I awoke only to find that the rest of the world was still asleep.”
~ Leonardo da Vinci

More money than you can dream...

I start lately to study the market, shares and dividends, mainly because i wanted to be rich. What i learn confused me at first, because almost everything that we learn about money growing up seems to be wrong. Second, because as the people who achieve success  often in their life said that we don't need to be rich, we need to be financially independent. And this seems to be a fascinating subject. Because to be financially independent you may need an amount of money, that could be different from one person to another, depending on your aspiration, place of living etc.

That is enough for today. I will come back to you about this subject after i will achieve my objective.

Heaven to Wudang

Reality is emptiness, emptiness is reality. Emptiness is no different to reality: reality is no different to emptiness. In the same way, emotions, ideas, logic and consciousness are emptiness.
Therefore all experience is emptiness. It is not defined. It is not created or destroyed, impure or free of impurity, not incomplete or complete.
Therefore in emptiness, there is no reality, no emotions, no ideas, no logic, no consciousness; no eye, no ear, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind, no form, no sound, no smell, no taste, no touch; no no vision up to no mind leading to no consciousness; no ignorance, no end to ignorance leading to no old age and death, no end of old age and death, no suffering, no origin, no end, no path; no clear awareness, no attainment, and no non-attainment.
Therefore, for Bodhisattvas, there is no attainment; they abide, trusting the perfection of wisdom. With nothing to cloud their mind, they have no fear. They leave delusion behind and come to the emptiness of Nirvana

(Heaven to Wudang - book three of Journey to Wudang by Kylie Chan)

The princess of the midnight ball

This is for all the women who did not know yet that inside of them is hidden a wonderful princess, who cannot wait to have the eyes wide open and look at the beautiful world that is around us.

You walk slowly, with no hurry, along a river, on a countryside road. Yours bare foots feel the warmness of the soil, and the heat is flowing inside, making you to forget that dark grey days, in which you just close yourself to the people around you. When, suddenly, in front of you a fairy materialize. Her ethereal wings amaze you. Her eyes, sparkling and full of clarity, are looking at your deepest feeling. and the wand in her hand have iridescent violet light with strange yellow sparkles.
 - You gonna be late if you are not getting ready right now, she said
And you turn around and notice a carriage drawn by six white horses. And you have now splendidly woven sandals, a long red dress that give you the feeling that you float when you are doing a pirouette and a tiara of precious stones that sparkle discreetly, but not as much as your mysterious presence.
And here you go.  In the distance you can see the lofty towers of a castle. You dive in the soft pillows that are around you in the carriage, and watch. Once close enough, the footbridge creaking slowly descends and you are in.  Note carefully how the courtyard is full of people who are looking at you with admiration when you get out of the carriage. A showman escaped the oranges used to do tricks, after he looked just once in your eyes. You are the most beautiful woman in the whole castle, and you know it.
You step into the ballroom, where princes and princesses are dancing a dance so familiar to you. A young man approaches and is recommending himself:
-I'm Prince Charming. And I want to ask you to dance. Can I?
You accept. And you can not fail to notice that your dancing partner has all the qualities you've ever admired at others. In his arms you slide easily, carried by the waves of music. Everyone stopped and look at you two whispering each other . That they have never ever seen anything more beautiful, and more enchanting. You dance like this would be your last dance. Notice how the clock is showing almost midnight and you remember the story of Cinderella . No! You cannot have it all vanishing now. It would be unfair. You continue to dance, moving surrounded by the loveliest music you ever heard. And the world is yours. Enjoy it, and you are proposing to yourself to not ever get besides the small pleasures of life, without being free to enjoy them all. And suddenly trumpets sound.
An announcer shout:
- His Majesty the King!
An old man with white hair, the image you had as a child about Santa Claus, or the grandfather that you've always wanted. The announcer comes near and talks to you. He say to follow him, and that's what you do.
- I declare you the winner of the homecoming ball, says the old king. And all the people start to applaud you . Is what you expect, is what you have always known. And in that moment, knowing the joy that you share around, the breathtaking beauty and femininity that you always have it , you close your eyes, to keep this moment forever in your mind. Open your eyes slightly and here you are  in our day by day world.
Remember this feeling, being ready to evoke it every time you become insecure of you and your own qualities.