WHAT NEW EARTH, MYSTICAL POETRY AND ROSES HAVE IN COMMON? AS IT TURNED OUT…EVERYTHING

 PART 1

From the beginning of my life

I have been looking for your face,

But today I have seen it…

                             Rumi

One does not need to be particularly smart or ‘awake’ to realise that something is not right in this world. Things truly are odd around here. I will not lose my words here on what is wrong with it. I believe if you found yourself reading this, you already came to the same conclusion. I will rather turn towards possible solutions. 

It’s been a long time, almost 25 years, since I am digging into myself, trying to heal and make more sense of this existence of mine. The feeling that something is just not right here, that something is missing, is hovering within me since I am aware of myself. My path, my explorations took me to many amazing places in the world. For long time I am trying to connect the dots that are gathering in my mind. The plot intensively thickens in recent months, I feel I am into something of great value. It’s time to share this amazing story with you, reader, and with other human beings who may feel this is their story to…

So, few months ago, I am standing in beautiful park in town of Visoko in Bosnia and Hercegovina, town known for Valley of Bosnian pyramids. My partner Manu is parking our car in nearby parking space and I am admiring rose bushes. It was June, days around summer solstice, so roses around town were in full bloom. I did not know why, but tiny little dark red flowers and their sweet scent capture my full attention. Next thing I knew…even though I never do that, I just have to take one flower with me. ‘Take me to Australia’, she said, ‘I want to come with you’, she insisted. We obviously do not carry any scissors with us, so I bite it off with my bare teeth. Never ever I have done nothing like this before, especially not in the park in the middle of town in busy early afternoon hours. I took it in our hotel room above Bosnian pyramids prehistoric tunnels (what a cool location, especially around solstice) and put it in a little glass that I find in the apartment. She found her home on brand new, shiny white kitchen bench. Her little flowers and her redness…there was just something undefined, captivating about that little rose. She called for my attention many times while we stayed there; I keep to admire her. When the day of our departure came, I put her in my journey book to dry. Here she is with me today, in far north, remote Western Australia. Quite a journey she made, from small Bosnian town all the way to the other side of the world.

The thing is, when I took her with me, I had no idea what was the story that she has to reveal to me. I had no clue that she will play so intricate and crucial role in these dots connecting process of mine. 

Now, let’s jump elsewhere, which may be here really, to New Earth. You possibly heard about New Earth  idea. There is a story out there, that Earth is changing, shifting into some ‘better’ version of itself. Its being said, we are shifting with her into new timeline. Some call it ‘Golden age’ or ‘5th dimensional version of Earth’. I was intrigued with this idea when I came across Eckhart Tolle book with very same title, ‘New Earth’.

 Looking into the ‘crap’ we whiteness and experience in this ‘3D version’, I truly am keen for something new and this idea was very appealing. Since then, I am looking into ideas around it…but to be honest, nothing really satisfies me. Looking into what internet and especially YouTube has to offer, I found it a bit vague, undefined, kind of cold, repetitive, very general and most important, not practical. People are talking about split timelines, new reality, some kind of perfect land where everything will be fine and dandy. Many reports on this topic these days I found to be sensationalistic in its nature, which in my opinion is not very legitimate way of journalism. Maybe it’s just me, but I think in this mostly ‘westernised’ world of ideas about our present and possible future something is missing.

So, unsatisfied what I could found on topic, I kept on asking questions and following my path of traveling. And then, one early Summer sunny day, I meet my little rose on one of the most powerful places in the world, on the outskirts of Bosnian pyramid of the Sun…

Tara

To be continued…

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