All is perfect, whole and complete... and life goes on and on or around and around or again and again. Or does it just stop somewhere at no predetermined spot? I think not... I know not... I may even be a frayed knot, but what the heck, I'll give you a peck and from Lena's meeting in Switzerland, which I shall never forget or remember, because I wasn't actually there, I give you the only English from this Swiss Crystal Child, with love Donnerstag 25.10.07 What is luck? What is love? Where is luck? Where is love? It’s in a job It’s in richness It’s in being free It’s in having a familiy It’s in having a partner It’s in having sex It’s in being beautiful It’s in being successful It’s in being healthy No It’s in me I am love I am luck I am paradise We are looking the whole life for happiness. We are looking everywhere. We are running around, try to catch the perfect partner. We are working so hard, trying to be successful trying to get rich…. But it is so near. It’s in us. Everything is in us. I am paradise I am my dream It’s nowhere outside It’s in me I am paradise I am my dream ~ When I attended the Dynamics of Personal Leadership course, held at JHIsaacs in Cape Town in the late 80's, we unanimously came to the conclusion that the most suitable acronym for LUCK would be Labour Under Correct Knowledge. Love on the other hand, I knew would be a bit trickier. In almost every high school diary I wrote and rewrote an affirmation (didn't know about them in those days) that fascinated me. It goes as follows: Love is a feeling hard to explain, it tickles the heart and fucks up the brain. Oh boy, did that lead to some manifestation of a rather tricky kind! However, it's mind over matter - you don't mind and I don't matter, or vice versa. Perhaps when we mind, we matter? What do you think? I am my dream, are you?
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