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Stream of Consciousness Reflections…Psychic Cords

6 Aug

Aloha.

I came across this article on the internet about psychic cords. It proposes that we are connected psychically through these cords and we stay connected even if a relationship ends. The relevant quote from the article says:

…”It doesn’t matter if you were the person who walked away or if someone else left you, a loss is felt either way. It is especially painful if a relationship ends without closure. Unfortunately, often times when people “breakup” what they don’t realize is that they may very well still have cords attached…”

I am not sure if everything this quote proposes is true- especially about both parties feeling the loss. Someone that leaves their partner for someone else or simply wants the relationship to end may not feel any loss- not at all like the abandoned and rejected party does.

It can be painful when a relationship ends without closure. This part is obvious because at least one of the two people is left in the dark wondering what they think they did wrong or how they didn’t measure up. Luckily, you can always try to find closure on your own and cut the psychic cord to start a new chapter in your life. That ending can lead to a new beginning with someone that truly deserves you. 

Can we be psychically attached to someone? I think so.

What about you?

The X Files Telepathic Communication

Agent Mulder from The X-Files


Please enjoy…To You Alone by The Beta Band

{I love the line,

A black box inside my mind
Records the time we spent together.”

It truly is genius to think of our memories stored on a black box just like the black box on an air plane that records the flight.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPzeHM9fsww

Live Version…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEiurCeu9lc

“If you could look at me from above my feet
I’ll have you back in time for me, don’t look back for me
There’s not a lottery for you in there
Guitar in hand, hold it like a song man

You do not realise the line that runs from me

Too glad to visualise the lie line that runs from me

I’m sending out, I’m sadder now
Before the sky will fall on yer, who’s calling yer
A black box inside my mind
Records the time we spent together

You do not realise the line that runs from me
Across the universe to you alone
The universe, are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool

She’s like the snow-capped trees in my jigsaw
Lose at the seams within fear of your dreams
She’s like a fool you meet at the hot store
Hand in the pale, and the blacker the veil
The blacker the veil

I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool
I’m a-singin like a fool

I’m sending out, I’m sadder now
Before the sky will fall on yer, who’s calling yer
A black box inside my mind
Records the time we spent together

You do not realise the line that runs from me
Across the universe to you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
Are you alone
I’m a-singin like a fool.”

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For more information…

The Beta Band…https://www.facebook.com/thebetas

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Peace & Psychic Love…

Reflection for today…No Truth Can Cure Grief -Haruki Murakami

31 May

“No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one.

No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow.

All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.” 
Haruki Murakami,   

Norwegian Wood

Crying Angel

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In this short video clip, Eric Clapton discusses Jim Hendrix’s death.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j082opb4AZo

http://youtu.be/j082opb4AZo

Eric Clapton about Jimi Hendrix death

It is painfully obvious that Eric is deeply mourning Jimi. Their friendship had a sacred place in his life. It was a friendship based on mutual respect and admiration. It was a friendship of equals.

Jimi Hendrix & Eric Clapton in 1967

Eric is overcome with a tidal wave of melancholy while speaking about Jimi. A sense of anger is also present in his voice. Perhaps it is the sense of hopelessness over what happened. The sad truth is that no matter how much we love someone, we cannot save them from anything- especially from death.

Death tries to steal our greatest loves from us.

Death is the greatest thief.

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Eric speaks about the feelings of abandonment he felt when Jimi died, “a lonely feeling to be left alone.” This comment reminds me of how death affects the loved ones left behind. Somehow they have to be resilient in order to continue on with their lives despite their pain and grief. The hole in one’s heart is left there forever. Time is irrelevant in grief. I really admire people for their strength in being able to live their lives despite their grief, suffering and losses. They truly have my utmost respect.

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Eric’s story about the birthday gift he bought for Jimi was so heartfelt. He bought him a left-handed Fender stratocaster guitar but due to circumstances, he was unable to give it to him that night. Unfortunately, he was never able to give it Jimi because he died. Eric notes, “The next day, wack, he was gone and I was left with that left-handed stratocaster.” When he looks at the interviewer it looks like he is holding back tears. You can see the pain in his eyes- in his soul.

It is so tragic when loved ones are taken from us. I recently lost someone and no matter how many times it has happened, you are never ready for it. You are always left broken, bloody, bruised, raw and spiritually naked. Grieving takes a lot out of you- especially if you are a sensitive soul like myself. This is the reason why I have been away so long from this blog. I needed some time to reflect and grieve on my own. Hopefully I can reflect with you all now. If you are still here, thank you for still being here. Thank you for reading.

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For more information…

Jimi Hendrix…http://www.jimihendrix.com/us/home

Eric Clapton…http://www.ericclapton.com/

Fender Guitars…http://www.fender.com/en-CA/

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Jimi Hendrix & Eric Clapton

In true friendship, we give the best of ourselves to our friend. We give our respect, loyalty and compassion.

Peace & Namaste…

Reflection for today…Cowards Run From Love -Bob Marley

18 Apr
“The biggest coward of a man is to awaken the love of a woman without the intention of loving her.”
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I really love this quote.
The idea of awakening love in someone without loving them or intending to love them is so cruel and selfish yet it happens.
It is deceitful and disrespectful to use someone.
It should also be noted that a woman who awakens the love of a man without the intention of loving him is also a coward.
Same goes for everyone.
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Please enjoy Waiting in Vain by Bob Marley & The Wailers…
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For more information on Bob Marley,
please visit his official website…
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Peace & Namaste…

Reflection for today…Tears Speak For Themselves -Paulo Coelho

5 Feb

Tears speak for themselves

by Paulo Coelho on February 2, 2013

Our great goal in life is to love.

The rest is silence.

We need to love. Even when it leads us to the land where the lakes are made of tears, to that secret, mysterious place, the land of tears!

Tears speak for themselves. And when we feel that we have cried all we needed to cry, they still continue to flow. But when we believe that our life is destined to be a long walk through the Vale of Sorrows, the tears suddenly vanish.

Because we managed to keep our heart open, despite the pain.

Because we realised that the person who left us did not take the sun with them or leave darkness in their place. They simply left, and with every farewell comes a hidden hope.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.”

taken from MANUSCRIPT FOUND IN ACCRA

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Johnny Cash & June Carter: Eternal Lovers

To me Johnny Cash and June Carter illustrate what love is.

Someone that is home to your soul.

{More posts about their love in the future…}

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Paulo Coelho manages to capture the essence of love.

“Our great goal in life is to love.

The rest is silence.”

Tears are cathartic.

They help us to cleanse and heal.

Paulo Coelho reminds us of the need to cry in order to heal and open our hearts again.

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Here is a song that makes me cry…

Please enjoy Tragedy by Hayden.

Hayden is a soulful Canadian artist.

This achingly beautiful song is from his album Everything I Long For.

I highly recommend it.

I am so grateful that it was given to me as a gift.

What a gift it is to listen to it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gZZMpmIzGA

“Broken bottle won’t hurt me
Nothing worse that I have dreamed
Gun shot in my chest you’ll leave
I can take that you will see
Late at night is when I dream
Horrible things are what I see
Hard for me to believe
I wake up and I won’t freeze
Car crash highway tragedy
Nothing worse than I have dreamed
Loss of my best friend I grieve
I can take that you will see.”

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For more information…

 Paulo Coelho… http://paulocoelho.com/

Hayden…http://wasteyourdaysaway.com/

Johnny Cash…http://www.johnnycash.com/

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Do you agree with Paulo Coelho?

I would love to hear your thoughts.

Peace & Namaste…

Passin’ Me By- The Pharcyde

8 Apr

Who is Passing You By???
Passin Me By Upside Down PicOr Who Are You Passing By???

I Love The Pharcyde
 
Pharcyde Group Pic
 Passin’ Me By is a True Hip Hop Classic…





Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde is a Classic Hip Hop Album…so original, creative and fresh.
Pharcyde Bizzare Ride To The Pharcyde
 Its still all love after all these years…
 

 The Pharcyde – Passin’ Me by Lyrics

“Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher cause I knew I’d get a kiss
Always got mad when the class was dismissed
But when it was in session, I always had a question
I would raise my hand to make her stand, come to my desk and
Help me with my problem, it was never much
Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug
His name was Lee, he drove a Z
He’d pick her up from school promptly at three o’clock
I was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I’d write her name then carve a plus
With my name last, on the looking glass
I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passin’ me by…

When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly
See she’s my type of hype and I can’t stand when brothers tell me
 That I should quit chasin’ and look for somethin’ better
But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
I haven’t gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture
I’m shootin’ for her heart, got my finger on the trigger
 She could be my broad, and I could be her nigg*
But, all I can do is stare
Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare
Now she’s more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated
Not at all over-rated, I think I need a prayer
To get in her boots and it looks rather dry
I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye
Although she’s crazy steppin’, I’ll try to stop her stride
Cause I won’t have no more of this passin’ me by…

Time for me to voice my opinion of not even pretendin she didn’t have me
Strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggie
She was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fan
Dude, she looked good, down side: she had a man

 He was a rooty-toot, a nincompoop
She told me soon your little birdie’s gonna fly the coop
She was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By lettin’ her pass I had proved to be a better man

She keeps on passin’ me by…

Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian
And now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion
When-ever she happens to walk by – why does the apple of my eye
Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?

 Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with persistance;
And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existence
From a distance I desired, secretly admired her;
Wired her a letter to get her, and it went:
My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well
Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you
When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp
Damn I wish I wasn’t such a wimp
Cause then I would let you know that I love you so
And if I was your man then I would be true
The only lyin’ I would do is in the bed with you
Then I signed sincerely, the one who loves you dearly, PS Love Me Tender
The letter came back three days later: Return to Sender, damn
She keeps on passin’ me by…”

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For more information on The Pharcyde,

please visit their official website…

http://thepharcyde.com/

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Peace & Namaste…