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- IT’S JUST PARANOIA, OR THERE IS CONSPIRACY A PLENTY?
- RUNNING OUT OF TIME
- THE MANY PRISONS OF THE MIND, AND CHOOSING TO BE HAPPY
- THE END OF OF THE PANDEMIC, A NEW BEGINING?
- FINDING A FACE IN THE CROWD NOT AN EASY TASK
- THE DAKRKEST HOUR, JUST BEFORE THE DOWN, MEMENTO MORI.
- WHEN TOO MUCH TURMOIL PREVAIL OUTSIDE, LOOK FOR PEACE WITHIN, GO INTO COLD MOUNTAIN.
- A YEAR TO FORGET, AND MOVE ON, WHAT FOLLOWS? WE WILL SEE.
- LIFE IS WORTH LIVING DESPITE IT’S HARDSHIPS, AND MEMORIES FROM AN OLD THANKSGIVING MEAL.
- WHAT’S GOING ON, A LITTLE BIT ON OUR CURRENT PROBLEMS, AND THE WISDOM OF RUMI
- REFLECTIONS ON LIFE AS WE AGE, AND THE SEARCH FOR PEACE.
Tag Archives: Memories
THE ILLUSION OF TRUTH, MEMORY, ARCHETYPES AND THE DREAMLIKE LANDSCAPES OF THE SACRED
“The only real treasure is in your head. Memories are better than diamonds and nobody can steal them from you” Rodman Philbrick Most of us, specially those who can claim we had a happy childhood we hold our memories … Continue reading
Posted in Akashic Record, Archetypes, Axis Mundi, Counsciousness, Dreams, Family History, Garden of Eden, Imagination, Impermanence, Inner Journey, Inspiration, Memories, Memory, Method of Loci, Mundus Imaginalis, Na-kojd-Abad, Nacapule Tree, Paradise, Personal Story, Pure Land, Reality, Sacred Grounds, Sacred Tree, Symbology, Symbols, Tree of Life, Uncategorized
Tagged Archetypes, Dreams, Gerald M. Edelman, Illusion and Reality, Imagination, Loci of Imagination, Memories, Memory, Sacred Landscapes, Spatial Dimensions, Spirituality, The Method of Loci, Time and Relativity
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MY OLD HOUSE GEOGRAPHY OF THE SOUL
FOR WHO DO YOU WRITE? FOR THE DEAD THAT WE LOVE… By chance, I do not know if to punish me, or to reward me, Fate has put the bus terminal in Navojoa, in the same road that connected … Continue reading
Posted in Dreams, Family History, Heart, Personal Story, Travel
Tagged Alamos, Archetypal Universe, Childhood, desert plain, Dreaming, Flowers, four Sisters, Geography of the Soul, Grandmother, Guamuchil tree, Heart, Inspiration, Irrigation Channel.Geomagnetic center, Mayo Valley, Memories, Nacapul, Navojoa, Old House, Piocha tree, poem, Railroad, Sadness, Veranda with Jasmin, Water pool
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IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964
IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964 OR A STORK WITH NO NEST I was about eleven years of age when my family decided to go visit my paternal aunts who at the time were living in a quiet little … Continue reading
Posted in Aztecs, Aztlan, Heart, Personal Story, Sanganguey, Tenochtitlan, Travel, Xalisco
Tagged Aztecs, Aztlan, black-tar-heroin, Corn fair, drug cartel, Eagle, Germany, Matatipac, Memories, Monsoon, Nayarit, Nopal, Puerto Vallarta, Sanganguey, Serpent, Sierra de Alica, stork nest, Summer1964., Tepic, Wings, Xalisco
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