Tuesday, June 22, 2021

Skipping Stones


Somehow, skipping stones are something that seems to defy the laws of physics. After all, when a stone hits the water, on all accounts it should sink, well, like a rock. And yet, under the right circumstances that is not what happens; at least not right away. When that stone hits the water at exactly the right angle, at precisely the right speed, it jumps back up and floats through the air once more. And sometimes that happens again and again.

I remember that as a child we tried to find the perfect stones, taking great care in how we would aim them at the water’s surface just so that they would skip again and again, and again! Leaving us in awe…


And so it is in life.

Under the right circumstances, that which seems impossible does happen. It can even happen over and over again; without us really trying for it, or even being appreciative of it. After all, sometimes, when we kick a rock in the pond, we just want it to disappear.


In a sense it is like the Rolling Stones have been singing since 1969: “No, you can't always get what you want, but if you try sometime, you just might find you get what you need.”


The thing is that we don’t always know what we need. We may now what we want. We probably have a fairly good idea as to what we desire. But whether that is also what we need is a different matter altogether.


We may say that the minimum we need is three square meals a day, and a roof over our head.

When we then start working towards just that, three kinds of things may happen. 

  • We may get just that. Enough food on the table and a roof over our heads.
  • We may get more than we are asking for. Things may work out better than we thought possible, and what we set out to manifest into our lives gets there more smoothly, more quickly, and in a bigger fashion than we anticipated.
  • We may get less than we desire. No matter how hard we are working at it, at the end of the day we find ourselves just scraping by.


When things work out way better than we thought they would; we tend to call it a miracle. When it just doesn’t happen no matter how hard we work at it: ‘bad luck’.


Either way it seems to defy logic.

Either way it is Divine Intervention.


The Universe has a knack of providing us with what we need to stay on our individual, personal paths; in such a way that we have the opportunity to grow. The prospect to unfold our greatest potential.

And sometimes that is achieved by not just getting a roof over your head, but by finding yourself having a big house, a nice garden, and everything that comes with it. Other times we may be best served by not being tied down by too many material things… In that case, perhaps all the work we have been doing was directed toward what we wanted more than what we needed. As soon as we redirect our energy, for instance toward travel or something like that, suddenly we find that everything is coming together wonderfully!


Recognize that?

Then you may agree that Divine Intervention is a lot more common than you may have thought.

Just like skipping stones are…





First published in 2014








Sunday, June 6, 2021

A thousand eyes are watching me…


Every once in a while I find myself in a place where it seems I’m being watched. Usually this is not a matter of people watching me ~ my sense is that as far as people are concerned some may, yet most won’t.

However, in nature it is a different matter.

In nature there are places that somehow are special places, places that have a specific energy. Often places that are old. Older than memory, even. And while they may look non-assuming in the present, they have a decidedly different feel to them.

It is in those kind of places that I often feel watched…


Perhaps it is the animals that live there. Or the birds.

Yet many times it feels like the trees and plants themselves are watching me. Questioning me as to what brings me there. What are my reasons, my goals? What do I have to offer?

And the longer I look at nature in a place like that, the more eyes seem to be looking upon me.

A thousand eyes are watching me…


Sometimes, while meditating in a spot like that, flashbacks come. Images of long forgotten times. Snapshots of rituals performed in ancient times ~ some of which could still have a place in the present, while others have long since outlived their purpose. They may even give me a sense of belonging; an idea that I could have been part of that in a different time, a different day and age…

Whenever that happens, it feels that throughout time, a thousand eyes are watching me…


It brings up thoughts and questions in this current time.

After all, if I had certain knowledge in that other, long forgotten time, what did it entail? And is it still there for me to use? Is it information that I feel comfortable about in today’s world, or do I feel the whole world would be watching me if I would start working with it again?


The more I look into that; the more I ponder those questions, I find I am looking at these strings of thoughts with different eyes. There are the eyes that see the flashbacks, and the eyes that see the snapshots. There are the eyes that see the rituals unfold, the eyes that see the energies build, and the eyes that see the energies wane again and go dormant…

And I realize that I am watching me with a thousand eyes ~ through time.


A thousand eyes are watching me, inviting me, bringing back memories to me of long forgotten times.



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This blog was first published in August 2015