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Where are you Dan?


Am plecat ieri de la atelierul de creatie si am inceput sa merg fara o directie. De fapt stiam ca vreau sa ajung in parc. Asa ca am luat drumul spre parc. Mergeam incet si ma uitam din cand in cand la telefon. Deodata mi-au venit in minte cuvintele de sfarsit din “Peaceful Warrior”. Am inceput sa le zic, cu voce inceata, pentru mine, dar spuse de gura mea cu vocea mea, cu intonatia mea:

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment.”

Le-am spus incet. Am facut pauze mici intre intrebari si raspunsuri; cat sa-mi fie de ajuns sa simt, sa constientizez raspunsul. Cumva ma atrage acest citat, daca pot sa-i spun asa, fiind si numele meu implicat. Vum…liniste. Imi constientizez miscarea. Imi constientizez prezenta.

Continui sa merg incet. Linistit. Cand incep sa percep activitatea mintii si cand primesc indoieli repet:

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment.”

Parca pacea devine mai adanca cu fiecare repetarea a citatului. Observ ca framantarile dispar. Este o incredere in momentul prezent. In ceea ce ma simt a fi. In fiinta. Ma opresc din cand in cand si stau cu ochii inchisi. Simt.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment.”

Imi simt ochii cumva ciudat. Parca nu sunt folositi numai de mine. Sau parca e ceva in spatele lor care observa. Nu emite nici o judecata. Observa. Nu categoriseste ce vede. Observa. Observa oameni, sunete, copaci, cer, liniste, pasarele, mers, drum … tot. Nu zice nimic. Observa.

Cine este observatorul?

Eu.

Sunt o adanca pace vibranta. Parca totul trece prin mine, parca particip la tot. Parca sunt una cu tot. Sunt atata bucurie. Trec pe langa oameni si le spun fiti binecuvantati. Nu stiu ce inseamna binecuvantare dar asa imi vine din adancul sufletului sa spun. Vizualizez ca si cum as imparti din ceea ce sunt cu altii. As vrea sa-i ajut, vizualizez ca-i ajut, chiar daca nu constientizeaza, chiar daca sunt inchistati in gandurile si emotiile lor repetitive. Chiar si un orb simte o raza de soare.

Incepe sa ploua. Sa picure mai bine zis. Brusc imi vine si un raspuns. Imi place ploaia. Imi place sa ma plimb in ploaie. E o ploaie rece si marunta. Cateodata o simt cum reuseste sa patrunda rece prin ochiurile mici din fesul care imi acopera capul.ūüôā

Ajung si intru sa platesc cablul. Aleg dintre cele 2 femei de acolo pe cea care mi se pare mai draguta la fata, dar care si intamplator era liberaūüôā Ma intampina cu buna ziua, automatism percep si imi vine sa o scot din acest automatism. O intreb daca e buna ziua de azi? Imi raspunde confuz ca inca nu stie sa vada. Dar s-a dus trei sferturi din ea, remarc. Rade. Am simtit ca a iesit din automatism. Simte prezenta mea. Primeste binecuvantarea deschisa. Desi nu stie ce e. Platesc. Adaug hbo la abonament. Plec. Ii spun ca sper sa aiba o zi buna. Imi raspunde ceva … dar acum nu-mi mai amintesc raspunsul exact, stiu doar ca am ras si am iesit pe usa. A primit binecuvantarea.

S-a oprit ploaia. De fapt doar picura foarte incet. Merg pe trotuarul de vis-avis de parc. Sunt liniste si lumina. Merg.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment.”

ūüôā Sunt bucuros. Ma intalnesc cu o colega …

– Ce faci?

– Ai nevoie de o binecuvantare?

– Da!

– Pai ai primit-o deja. Acum o sa-ti mearga lin unde te duci.

-:)

– Pa

– Pa

Sunt multumit. Ochii sunt foarte atenti. Ii simt cumva altefe, ciudat. Expandati. Limpezi. Calzi. Atenti. Blanzi. Joaca bucuria in ei.

Merg incet. Suna telefonul. Raspund.

Cat vorbesc, incepe sa cada de pe bloc zapada, ma mut putin in stanga si ridic umerii sau las jos gatul. Capul la cutie. Cade zapada, simt ca ma atinge putin. Rad. Rad din tot corpul. Aud pe cineva – un barbat – zicand ca daca imi pica in cap praf ma facea. Rad. Rad din tot sufletul.

Sunt bucurie. Sunt iubire. Stiu ca sunt protejat. Nu ma loveste.

Rad. Rad din toata inima.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment.”

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I went yesterday to the design workshop and started to walk without direction. Actually I knew that I wanted to go to the park.¬†So I took the road to park. I went slowly and watching from time to time on the phone.¬†It suddenly came to my mind the end words in “Peaceful Warrior”.¬†I began to speak, with slow voice, for me, but with my mouth, with my voice, with my intonation:

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment. ”

I said slowly. I made small breaks between questions and answers, as to be enough to feel, to be aware of the answer.¬†Somehow I’m drawn by this quote, if I may say so, my name is involved.¬†Vum … silence.¬†I become aware of movement.¬†I become aware of this.

I continue to go slowly. Quiet. When I begin to perceive the activity of mind and I get doubts again:

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment. ”

Seams that peace becomes deeper with each repetition of the quote.¬†I notice that turmoil disappear.¬†It is a trust in the present moment. It is a trust in what I feel I’m.¬†In being.¬†I stop from time to time and sit with eyes closed.¬†Feel.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment. ”

I feel somewhat strange my eyes.¬†If as they were not used only by me.¬†Or seems to be something¬† that sees behind them.¬†He has no judgment.¬† Just notice. He doesn’t categorize what he sees. Just notice. See people, sounds, trees, sky, silence, birds, walking, road … everything. He doesn’t say anything. Just notice.

Who is the observer?

I.

I’m a deep vibrant peace. Like everything goes through me, like participating in everything . Like I’m one with everything.¬†I am so happy.¬†People pass by and I say be blessed. I do not know what blessing is but it comes from deep down to say it.¬†I view like I share what I’m with others.¬†I want to help them, help them visualize that, even if they are not aware, even if they are entrenched in their repetitive thoughts and emotions.¬†Even a blind man feels a sunbeam.

Starts to rain.¬†Rather to pour.¬†Suddenly came an answer.¬†I like rain.¬†I like to walk in the rain.¬†It’s a cold rain menial.¬†Sometimes I feel the cold manages to penetrate the small meshes which cover my head fez.

I come and get to pay cable.¬†Choose between the two women there, one that seems nicer to face, but who happened to be availabe meet me with good day, d I perceive automatism and I want to take her out of this automatism.¬†I ask if it’s a good today? She response confused that she do not know how the day is.¬†But it elapsed three quarters of it, I remark. Laughs.¬†I felt that she’s out of automatism. She feels my presence.¬†Receives blessing open. Although he does not know what it is.¬† I add HBO subscription. I leave.¬†I¬† say that I hope to have a good day. She answers something … but now I do not remember the exact answer, I just know that I laughed and walked out the door. She received the blessing.

It stopped the rain.¬†In fact only very slowly dropping.¬†Going on vis-avis the sidewalk to park. I’m quiet and light. I go.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment. ”

I am happy.¬†I meet a colleague …

– What are you doing?

– You need a blessing?

– Yes!

РWell you got it already. Now you may go where you go smoothly.

–ūüôā

– Bye

– Bye

I’m satisfied. My eyes are very careful.¬†I feel somehow altefe, strange.¬†Expand. Clear.¬†Warm.¬†Attention.¬†Gentle.¬†Play joy in them.

Go slowly. Phone call.  I answer.

I talk,  starts falling snow, from the block, I move slightly to the left and pick up or let down my neck between shoulders. Head to the box. Snow falls, I feel slowly touching me. I laugh. I laugh throughout the body. I hear someone Рa man Рsaying that if it have fallen in my head made me dust. Laugh. Laugh wholeheartedly.

I am happy.¬†I am love.¬†I know I am protected.¬†It doesn’t¬† hit me.

Laugh. Laugh heartily.

“Where are you Dan?

Here.

What time is it?

Now.

What are you?

Present moment. “

Comments on: "Where are you Dan?" (2)

  1. beautiful, Dan.

    • Thank you.
      I was thinking how do you read it? I have had the idea to translate in english but i was not in the mood. And thinking how you read it…came to me…use google translate – see what happens. I think if it translates 50% accurate it’s perfect.
      Thank you.
      ‘njoy

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