Something about Meditation

I’m fascinated by meditation, keeping calm, in the moment, mindfulness. It takes practice and practice. I admire those who know, who know how. So this evening, I am so pleased to introduce my first guest writer – my long time friend, Ali Jassat. Musician, businessman, and wordsmith, writing today about Meditation. I enjoy reading Ali’s words and hope you like this piece too. Thanks so much for agreeing to write Ali, and hope this is not the first and last!

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You begin by letting thoughts flow and watching them. The very observation slows down the mind till it stops altogether. Once the mind is quiet, keep it quiet. Don’t get bored with peace, be in it, go deeper into it.

Nisargadatta Maharaj

“Drunk without wine; sated without food; distraught; foodless and sleepless; a king beneath a humble cloak; a treasure within a ruin; not of air and earth; not of fire and water; a sea without bounds. He has a hundred moons and skies and suns. He is wise through universal truths not a scholar from a book.” The Sufis.

I have been interested in meditation for as long as I can remember. My practice, although more off than on, has not deterred  my avid desire to read as much as I can on the subject, listen to every discourse, and marvel at the experiences of the devout seeker, enlightened and ecstatic, through a perfect practice.  Understanding the commonality of everything. Willing surrender of self to the Divine.

I am inspired by the still aspect of a chair, the fragrance of a rose, a quietly beating heart, the unseen energy coursing through my body, the wind rushing through tall trees, sunsets, moon rises….. simply enjoying the gift of being alive…..revelling in the magic. Portals abound to take you deeper and deeper. Pick up the thread.

Once, or was it twice? I stumbled upon this place of deep rest, thoughtless pure awareness, and bliss. Alas only briefly.

The benefits of meditation and the education to train minds, overwrought by the whirlwind of ceaseless thought, has become a global phenomenon. Lessons by experienced teachers are many, and include the repetition of mantras, words empowered by a divine life force, designed to imbue peace and tranquility upon rehearsal.  Concentration on the sounds around you. Observing the simple act of breathing, in and out, being aware, as the abdomen rises and falls. I have learnt of mantras that only need to be uttered once, before ascension begins and the whirl of thoughts cease. Dynamic meditations that include rapid breathing, random gestures, incoherent utterances, finally music, and eventually an unrivalled peacefulness.

For me, the simple act of observing the movement of breath, in and out of your body, witnessing the rise and fall of thought and emotion, receeding……returning, is convenient, and can easily be performed anywhere. In a traffic jam, waiting at the bus stop, in a queue, walking, working out, whenever the mind is not concentrating on a given task. Even then though, deep breathing is recommended.

Bringing this chatterbox of a monkey mind home requires a gentleness of release, a recapture through the sweet temptation of silence…..again and again, until it learns to return to that still place of its own accord. The mind is a wonderful tool, when properly utilised.  In its natural state, the unfettered mind flowers into the creativity of genius, boundless energy, ecstatic in understanding, boundless…… Everything becomes possible.

Yes! Even molecular travel.

Forget the discomfiture of economy airline fare restraints. I’m of to Pluto for the weekend. See you Monday.  Be gentle with yourself. Beam me up will ya!

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I’m ending Ali’s meditation article with a piece of music I found by Tina Turner.   I did not know … 


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.
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Unusual people…

This post is Reblogged from Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo … What a lovely post by writer and blogger Sue Vincent … the people who touch us, make an impression upon us for something that they did, or said, or were just there. It brought memories to my mind and tears to my eyes, Sue Vincent.

I’ve reblogged this post … It is lovely.


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Delicate blue flowers caught my eye in the flower bed. I wondered where they had come from as they were nothing that we had planted … they had just grown. It only took a moment to realise that they were flax flowers and that, in fact, we were responsible for their presence after all, albeit inadvertently. They had appeared around the base of the bird feeder, where the constant stream of overwintering avian diners must have scattered stray seeds.  The seeds had lain there quietly, and now, with the advent of summer, were filling all the barren spaces in the flower bed. Feeding the birds through the winter was paying an unexpected dividend.

The beauty of the flowers reminded me of something my son had said earlier that morning. He had been over the moon to get a message from a friend he had met on his travels… someone for…

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Run Free … Words and Songs

I decided to listen closer to song lyrics. Very often I sing away, making up my own words. Do you do so too … Yes or No 😂? As I look at the lyrics now, I blush. I wonder who heard my nonsense as I sung.

Continuing my ‘WordShare” of songs. This one has always been a favourite. The sounds are captivating, swinging, and so emotional, in my humble opinion.

But, and here’s the but – I’ve never really taken time to read the lyrics, to listen to them, to learn them … until now! I’ve just been singing away to my heart’s content. Well if I’m truthful, it’s only the chorus that I sing and lalala or huummm or make up words for the rest [chuckle]!

Oh, young hearts run free,

They’ll never be hung up,

Hung up like my man and me!

Now as I delve into the lyrics of this long-time favourite, I am surprised at the words. They’re wonderful still, so much meaning, but here is a soul really struggling.

Candi Staton has some glorious songs, memorable songs. I’d say memorable words but I should have remembered them! She started singing at a very young age and I can well see why with that voice. The song I speak of is Young Hearts Run Free. I remember this song – from my young days. Dancing to it on many a night in my teens and young twenties at dances, parties, weddings, concerts. We dressed up to the nines for those ‘dos’. I remember listening and singing along in cars with tapes playing as boyfriends and girlfriends travelled merrily to picnics in the wilderness.

More recently, at work parties, all the women crowded the dance floor whenever a favourite was played by the DJs. Where the words were known, everyone sang along! I say all the women because usually the men propped up the bar – of course there were one or two who joined our merriment. Even now, this song is still one of the favourites.

Are you going to sing along with Candi? The lyrics are below.

Lyrics per kind favour genius.com

What’s the sense in sharing this one and only life
Ending up just another lost and lonely wife
You count up the years
And they will be filled with tears

Love only breaks up to start over again
You’ll get the babies
But you won’t have your man
While he is busy loving every woman that he can, uh-huh

Say I’m gonna leave
A hundred times a day
It’s easier said than done
When you just can’t break away
(Just can’t break away)

Oh, young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up
Hung up like my man and me
My man and me

Ooh, young hearts
To yourself be true
Don’t be no fool when love really don’t love you
Don’t love you

It’s high time now, just one crack at life
Who wants to live in trouble and strife
My mind must be free to learn all I can about me, mmm

I’m gonna love me for the rest of my days
Encourage the babies every time they say
Self preservation is what’s really going on today

Say I’m gonna turn loose
A thousand times a day
How can I turn loose
When I just can’t break away
(When I just can’t break away)

Oh, young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up
Hung up like my man and me
You and me

Ooh, young hearts
To yourself be true
Don’t be no fool when love really don’t love you
Don’t love you

Young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up
Hung up like my man and me
My man and me

Oh, young hearts
To yourself be true
Don’t be no fool when love really don’t love you
It don’t love you

Ooh, young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up
Hung up like my man and me
My man and me

Oh, young hearts
To yourself be true
Don’t be no fool when love really don’t love you
Don’t love you

Ooh, young hearts run free
They’ll never be hung up
Hung up like my man and me

Would you like to know more about Candi Staton? Follow this link to Wikipedia.
My feature photo was in Bazil in 2017, on the beautiful beaches at Ilha Grande.


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.
THANK YOU FOR VISITING.
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Written by Cecily and posted in July 2018. (c) CecilyLalloo 2018
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Do you like what you see?

When you look in the mirror do you like what you see.

Ask yourself: Who is this person looking back at me? Someone new, I do not know. Where is the one who use to grow. Where is the one with soft demeanor. Where is the one with generous heart. Where is the one who knows oneself. Who is this looking back at me? Not one I know. Not Me. Take time. Take time to Just Be. Take time to look in the mirror and like what you see.

I truly believe that things happen for a reason. Whatever we think, will happen. Just let it happen. Just be. So think positive thoughts. Learn from every experience, there is no experience that is regrettable. This afternoon I took a phone call that made me realise …. I must just be. Relax. Chill. Take a walk. Just be. Just be.

This ‘letter to a stranger’ from Richard Branson found it’s way to me – from one of my regular ‘likers’ – thank you Nadia. It happened for a reason. It made me sit and be. Just Be. For a short while. Not look back. Not look forward. Just Be In The Moment.

“If you allow yourself to be in the moment, and appreciate the moment, happiness will follow.” I leave you with Richard Branson’s powerful story, powerful words.

What a way to end the day.

Good night followers, friends, family … sleep tight when you do.

“Dear Stranger,

You don’t know me but I hear you are going through a tough time, and I would like to help you. I want to be open and honest with you, and let you know that happiness isn’t something just afforded to a special few. It can be yours, if you take the time to let it grow.

It’s OK to be stressed, scared and sad, I certainly have been throughout my 66 years. I’ve confronted my biggest fears time and time again. I’ve cheated death on many adventures, seen loved ones pass away, failed in business, minced my words in front of tough audiences, and had my heart broken.

I know I’m fortunate to live an extraordinary life, and that most people would assume my business success, and the wealth that comes with it, have brought me happiness. But they haven’t; in fact it’s the reverse. I am successful, wealthy and connected because I am happy. So many people get caught up in doing what they think will make them happy but, in my opinion, this is where they fail. Happiness is not about doing, it’s about being. In order to be happy, you need to think consciously about it. Don’t forget the to-do list, but remember to write a to-be list too.

Kids are often asked: ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ The world expects grandiose aspirations: ‘I want to be a writer, a doctor, the prime minister.’ They’re told: go to school, go to college, get a job, get married, and then you’ll be happy. But that’s all about doing, not being – and while doing will bring you moments of joy, it won’t necessarily reward you with lasting happiness.

Stop and breathe. Be healthy. Be around your friends and family. Be there for someone, and let someone be there for you. Be bold. Just be for a minute.

If you allow yourself to be in the moment, and appreciate the moment, happiness will follow. I speak from experience. We’ve built a business empire, joined conversations about the future of our planet, attended many memorable parties and met many unforgettable people. And while these things have brought me great joy, it’s the moments that I stopped just to be, rather than do, that have given me true happiness. Why? Because allowing yourself just to be, puts things into perspective. Try it. Be still. Be present.

For me, it’s watching the flamingos fly across Necker Island at dusk. It’s holding my new grandchild’s tiny hands. It’s looking up at the stars and dreaming of seeing them up close one day. It’s listening to my family’s dinner-time debates. It’s the smile on a stranger’s face, the smell of rain, the ripple of a wave, the wind across the sand. It’s the first snow fall of winter, and the last storm of summer. It’s sunrise and sunset.

There’s a reason we’re called human beings and not human doings. As human beings we have the ability to think, move and communicate in a heightened way. We can cooperate, understand, reconcile and love, that’s what sets us apart from most other species.

Don’t waste your human talents by stressing about nominal things, or that which you cannot change. If you take the time simply to be and appreciate the fruits of life, your stresses will begin to dissolve, and you will be happier.

But don’t just seek happiness when you’re down. Happiness shouldn’t be a goal, it should be a habit. Take the focus off doing, and start being every day. Be loving, be grateful, be helpful, and be a spectator to your own thoughts.

Allow yourself to be in the moment, and appreciate the moment. Take the focus off everything you think you need to do, and start being – I promise you, happiness will follow.

Happy regards, Richard Branson”


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.
THANK YOU FOR VISITING.
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Written by Cecily and posted in June 2018. CecilyLalloo 2018
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“I’m bringing booty back …”

from Meghan Trainor’s catchy song …

Hello there!

For the past couple of years I’ve been sharing, on my Cecilyswritings Facebook Page, quotes that resonate with me or that I simply like for one reason or another. I’ve accompanied my quotes with pictures I like too. Mainly pictures of flowers, but now and again something different.  If you have been following, liking or commenting on my Page, a big THANK YOU!

That’s what I love about Facebook. There is something for everyone. With artificial intelligence taking centre stage the smart algorithms map out on our newsfeeds our desires; what Facebook picks up in our viewing patterns. What it appears that we like. What Pages we visit.  What subjects attract us. What our searches reveal. I have very many subjects thrust in front of me on FB. Some of which I have no interest in at all. Some of my friends’ feeds are not so prominent anymore, is that because I’ve not been active or because of FB’s algorithms. A positive is that I’ve noticed there’s not much spam to my mailbox since I’m not that active. Is there a correlation?

Facebook is great for seeking out and sharing music. Music that my parents listened to. Music that my uncles, aunts, older sisters and cousins listened to. Music that I, my siblings, our friends listened to. Music that our children listen to.

Most of my blog posts finish with a song of my choice. But for the next few weeks, I shall share with you some of my favourite music and songs. I shall include the lyrics as my blog is about writing. Hats off to composers of (most) songs. Do hope you will continue with me on this journey.

Lyrics

If you’re like me, I make up lyrics as I go along, so seeing them in print makes me smile … I’ve been singing the wrong words for so long … Yes! I know some of you have too … I have actually contributed to one lyric-collecting website. It did not have the words of one of my favourite Dean Martin songs … so how could anyone sing along to it? I sat and played and listened, and replayed and listened, and typed, and replayed and listened, and typed, and replayed and typed, until I had all the words, the right words … and then I sang the song … with the right words! I submitted my words to the website. And hey presto, they were uploaded.

I remember writing the lyrics to songs when I was younger. I took the words down in Pitmans Shorthand, once upon a time my shorthand was as good as that below. I didn’t often get a song written in one sitting but had to wait until the song was played again and again on the radio until I eventually had all the lyrics. It took some time I must admit. No wonder I had to make-up my own words. Love this specimen of Pitman’s shorthand that I’ve found on a website. Click here to go to the website if you;d like to know more about Pitmans Shorthand, or even  learn how to write –  teach yourself at www.long-live-pitmans-shorthand.org. Maybe I’ll refresh my skills!

I’d love to hear what you think of my song choices …  please leave me a comment to make my day! (I’ve pinched this from a blog I follow.)

Today’s song

I found Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox two to three years ago … doesn’t time fly. I simply loved this version of All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor (find her here on Twitter) I shared it to my Facebook timeline at that time and it has come up again and again. I haven’t tired of it. I love the whole production. The muscians. The voices. The  captivating women. And definitely the 50s style. YouTube uncovers many delightful moments.

If you haven’t seen and heard, hope you enjoy. If you have watched and heard – hope you still enjoy!

… and here are the lyrics per kind favour of azlyrics.com

“All About That Bass”
Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… bass… bass… bass

Yeah, it’s pretty clear, I ain’t no size two
But I can shake it, shake it, like I’m supposed to do
‘Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places

I see the magazine workin’ that Photoshop
We know that sxxx ain’t real, come on now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise ’em up
‘Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me “don’t worry about your size”
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night”
(That booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
So if that’s what you’re into, then go ‘head and move along

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!

I’m bringing booty back
Go ‘head and tell them skinny bitxxxs that
No, I’m just playing, I know you think you’re fat
But I’m here to tell you…
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah my mama she told me, “don’t worry about your size”
(Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
She says, “Boys like a little more booty to hold at night”
(That booty booty, uh, that booty booty)
You know I won’t be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll
So if that’s what you’re into, then go ‘head and move along

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass…

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I said I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass…

Because you know I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass, no treble
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!
I’m all about that bass
‘Bout that bass… Hey!
I’m all about that bass
Bout that bass…
Hey!
Yeah yeah… ohh… You know you like this bass… Hey…

Meghan Trainor lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. “All About That Bass” lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only from azlyrics.com


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.

If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.

THANK YOU FOR VISITING.
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Written by Cecily and posted in June 2018. CecilyLalloo 2018
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Smorgasbord Weekly Round Up – Aretha Franklin, Late Spring Bulbs, Corned Beef and Esme’s Party Piece.. and that’s just for starters…

Reblogged – a welcome round up on such a variety of subjects. Loving the Aretha story by William P. There’s something for everyone on here. The book reviews certainly help make choices in reading matter. Gardening. Cookery. The Stars. Wellness and more. From Esme’s Party Piece on the health issues common to the specific zodiac signs and foods that are a good idea to include regularly.

Thanks Sally.


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.

THANK YOU FOR VISITING.
I’d love it if you LIKE or follow cecilyswritings, on my Facebook Page
Written by Cecily and posted in May 2018.
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Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life

Welcome to the weekly round up with the posts that you might have missed. I have been editing Tales from the Irish Garden and breaking that up with time in said garden, planting pots and (if I am honest) sitting in patches of sunlight reading! It is another lovely day here so will be doing the same, as around here one is not really sure if this is ‘summer’ and you need to make the most of it.

We have some major work coming up with contractors in to lay a lawn and add some new fencing. We have been in the house two years in June and these will be the last of the major renovations…really looking forward to having the garden in bloom again.

As usual the posts this week do not all originate from my keyboard, and a huge thank you to the contributors for their commitment…

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Anaïs Nin – another blog of her quotes on Love and Life

Looking for quotes this evening for my daily posting, I found one by Anais Nin that I loved. Nin, I read, began writing at the age of eleven and wrote many journals over a period of some 60 years up to her death at age 73 in 1977.  “Her journals, many of which were published during her lifetime, detail her private thoughts and personal relationships …” (Wikipedia) I thought to myself, why have I not read her before? Where has she been hiding. But the more I read, I realised I have come across many of her writings in one form or another. At one time or another.

So, I “Googled her”. There is a proliferation of blogs carrying her words … I might as well make my own Anais Nin Page, I decided, where I can return to read them as I wish. Who doesn’t love romance? Reading inner thoughts. This is a small selection. Maybe I’ll add to the quotes in time. Deep. Romantic. Sensual. Emotional. Thought-provoking. Beautiful.

If you like her words, hope you enjoy this selection.

Friends

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Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country. – Anais Nin

Love and Life

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“I with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.” Anais Nin

“Do not seek the because—in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.” Anais Nin

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“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality, those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my idea of them.” Anais Nin

“Where the myth fails, human love begins. Then we love a human being, not our dream, but a human being with flaws.” Anais Nin

“How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself.” Anais Nin

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“You don’t find love, it finds you. It’s got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what’s written in the stars.” Anais Nin

“What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.” Anais Nin

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“I feel a little like the moon who took possession of you for a moment and then returned your soul to you. You should not love me. One ought not to love the moon. If you come too near me, I will hurt you.” Anais Nin

“We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.” Anais Nin

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“Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.” Anais Nin

“He, who had done more than any human being to draw her out of the caves of her secret, folded life, now threw her down into deeper recesses of fear and doubt. The fall was greater than she had ever known, because she had ventured so far into emotion and had abandoned herself to it.” Anais Nin

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“I want to fall in love in such a way that the mere sight of a man, even a block away from me, will shake and pierce me, will weaken me, and make me tremble and soften and melt.” Anais Nin

“He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.” Anais Nin

“I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced.” Anais Nin

“Too late for changes, too late perhaps for explanations and ideological webs, but the love goes on, the love goes on, blind to laws and warnings and even to wisdom and to fears. And whatever that love is, perhaps an illusion of a new love, I want it, I can’t resist it, my whole being melts in one kiss, my knowledge melts, my fears melt, my blood dances …” Anais Nin

“I had a feeling that Pandora’s box contained the mysteries of woman’s sensuality, so different from a man’s and for which man’s language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored.” Anais Nin

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“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvellous that only the marvellous has power over me. Anything I cannot transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”  Anais Nin

“What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.” Anais Nin

What music to put with these quotes? One of my favourites … Michael Buble’s Everything! It’s a catchy tune with such sweet words.


I write when I have the urge. I write to express feelings. I write to explore my imagination. I write about my thoughts and dreams. I write for enjoyment. I write to relax. I write because I like to write.
If you find words that resonate with you, I’d love to hear from you. If you find a situation that reminds you of something, someone, sometime, I’d love to hear from you. Do hope you enjoy reading Cecilyswritings.

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Written by Cecily and posted in May 2018.
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