Tag: my mystical experiences

• It’s Been About Angels, so I’ll Tell You a True Story

  December 23, 2022 I enjoy mindfulness meditation, ‘tho I’ve learned or tried many kinds of meditation. I want to try again sitting meditation. It helps me to have a guide of directions in mind rather than sitting bored or completely unengaged…I also like lovingkindness meditation. These are best done sitting, relaxed and alert. For the […]

  12/23/2022 7:47 pm

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• 1…2….3…4! Literary Salons Today, Tuesday

  November 29, 2022 …And this cat is ready for nighttime relaxation; he picks and chooses where and what he will attend and what he will read…at home…We await his full results from the vet to receive this week; he seems contented and eating well. *** A Tip For Book Lovers who Like Baths: If you […]

  11/29/2022 8:57 am

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• An Idea for Pressed Flowers and Nature Collectors

  

  November 27, 2022 I was spending the end of the day and night in heavenly company, when I was doing yoga on the wall, with breaks in between to read Jane Eyre, I found a little tree bark, preserved, oh my guest 🙂 may have noted these pressed flowers or leaves with a hint of […]

  11/27/2022 8:09 pm

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• Blushing Morning Sky Dries My Tears and My Confusion Clears

  

  kisses sent :* :* :* :* I am fully in a blushing rose tint, whole room. Jade

  11/27/2022 6:36 am

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• It Was Sweet, It All Renewed Me, Pt. 2

  Everyone has trials, but not everyone has these, and coming through them, I am not afraid at all to be deep; it is necessary…You hear my deep thoughts and you believe in me; you see me floating on the water and you know I am not drowning us…You smile often, my face is warmer because […]

  10/30/2022 2:45 pm

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• A Very Renewed Lamp and an Apple-Castille Bath

  * …What a difference a renewed lampshade makes! I wasn’t tearing apart this blog today, but I did tear apart a lampshade! Well, in a really good way. For a long time, in the back of my mind I would feel like this lamp needed some change, I never gave it much time… Today I […]

  10/17/2022 5:57 pm

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• “As If I Had Been the Harp Then and the Hidden Music”

  July 30, 2022 by Jade Nicole Beals —for Miss May Ziadeh hear this poem read: You were close to me last night in your compassion and cherishing of me; I felt the feather-soft way your fingers moved through my hair, the shape of your hands familiar and welcome… You placed your face close to mine […]

  07/30/2022 10:57 am

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• “In the Deep, Unexpected Dark”

  May 18, 2022 In the Deep, Unexpected Dark —for May Ziadeh I cried my tears. I cried your tears on your behalf. I cried in the places where your tears melted and trickled towards mine. I felt your fears and my themes passing through me and on… I looked into your years, and wants, and […]

  07/04/2022 8:00 am

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• With My Hands: Flowers Found, Pressed, and Preserved, and A Little Ink Design from My Pen

  

  this had been a great work in progress. This was just first stage, it’s complete. That is my reflection appearing in glass and this art is now up to date. Little changes made by clarifying the text in black ink, clear glue, background white, card pasted onto it with the little gathered pressed flowers, this […]

  06/11/2022 12:00 pm

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• “Who Knew”

  Calm, I knew well, interlocked, entwined with mine. Superior, yet open always…first, that certain pale blue, the expansiveness that is close, contentment…Trust, feel safe with my soul-friend; I’d heard from others you looking down often, none of your little news, and mostly I’ve been looking up since I would look, meet both places, eyes meet […]

  05/10/2022 9:18 pm

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• Many a Thing…(A Trip to the Antiques Shop)

  

  Tues. Apr. 12, 2022 photo from Tues., Apr. 5th—“Pants by Peeko 🐱,” a perfectly good hemming this time, Peeko helping on his own when I got the pants ready (just ‘loungewear’, shown in previous post.) He was proud of both the task and his own joke: sitting like this holding the pants in place and […]

  04/12/2022 7:28 pm

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• A Mid-Literary Salon Mystery and then the Cats Close This Post

  

  photo by me taken at the Fine Arts Museum, Boston. I liked this porcelain tea set out of the ceramic pottery. No, I cannot afford to buy it! At the Tuesday literary salon hosted at my home often we’ve enjoyed a segment of ”silent reading.” I’d imaginatively considered for fun if the salon host, May […]

  03/31/2022 8:08 am

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• Birthdays, Birthdays!, A Literary Salon Day, and ‘The Marching In’

  

  I awoke to the very lightest touch of blush in the dawn sky; it was seen only by looking more closely. It is Tuesday night and in recent weeks there has been lots of fun with paintings or pictures, a free sketch one night in my blank sketchbook from imagination, and painting from my imagination […]

  03/01/2022 8:33 pm

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• Midnight Christmas Eve, A True Tale of Poetry

  

  light from one candle lights another, how Love makes you happier, has you love more…~Jade “Yes, I am a lady of incendiary destiny,” writes May Ziadeh in her own words in a letter of her lifetime. One day I said quietly in reply in my living room, ”I like you fiery, May; I like you […]

  12/25/2021 12:00 am

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• Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

  

  The morning sky today easily put some blush upon my face too. 😊🙏 Windows I’d just cleaned yesterday on both sides, including the glass door, and yes, my plants are looking more alive again, was excited to wake up today and see what the view would be through such clear glass… And there was another […]

  09/22/2021 7:12 pm

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• The Literary Salon Goes On

  

  September 17, 2021 A snapshot from Tuesday I said to Peeko, ”Make your literary salon face!” (snaps photo). The Tuesday literary salon is still May Ziadeh’s, not my own, that she hosted in Cairo and had to stop hosting unfairly in 1930, due to the custom then with her parents no longer living and being […]

  09/17/2021 8:32 am

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• September Eighth, Safekeepings

  

  Tues., Sept. 7 ‘21 My calendar showed me it was time to open the book with the snow-flowers and the rose, as I’d learned that flowers preserve more easily if the book that holds them is kept closed ‘til it’s time. The snow-flowers were like a mysterious gift taken off the stems at their fullness […]

  09/09/2021 8:33 am

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• It’s Tuesday: Get Your Coffee Cup

  

  Well, it’s Wednesday now…but it wasn’t yesterday, when I was writing this. 😊 Today is Tuesday and I realize it would’ve been the day of May Ziadeh’s literary salon in Cairo which began in 1912. The sky was blushing this morning a moment after I woke as you can see in the first photo and […]

  08/18/2021 8:03 am

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• A Short Story by May Ziadeh, Beloved: Memories of Lebanon

  

  Somehow I’d been looking at old posts and happened to come across a post in which I’d shared an article in a periodical I’d found written by May Ziadeh as I was moving through translating her first book of poems, Flowers of a Dream. I hadn’t read it then, had saved it for much later, […]

  08/09/2021 1:21 pm

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• An Unexpected August Adventure, A Fairy Might’ve Just Wandered In

  

  Aug. 4, ‘21 This is a very rich true story and no more length will be added to the blog for a little while. I took the bus late afternoon today to have my eyebrows threaded and on the way I noticed the open door of a small performing arts theater I hadn’t remembered seeing […]

  08/05/2021 6:53 am

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• Touch

  

  The morning moon above the pines. I touch the pines because you loved them; I’ve loved them too. I smiled at the image on my hand after I saw the photo, and I felt a touch back very much so in the moment. You don’t mind if these are even pines. Love for love and […]

  07/31/2021 4:51 pm

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• The Orange-Gold Moon

  

  This was the full moon last night through my window. It was a night I needed to be in the moment rather than writing in retrospect. This moon is in the sign of Aquarius, May Ziadeh’s sun (Feb. 11 1886.) And I see today along with all these wonderful realizations of the earlier post that […]

  07/25/2021 4:03 pm

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• Resolution, Something That Scared Me, And The Moon I Greeted

  

  Resolution It was a nice idea I had to not talk about my own thoughts or views today but it didn’t happen; no apologies, no one needed to hear and maybe I needed to say it, so I am not sorry about not keeping my plan, and I listened, which was more important to me […]

  06/30/2021 9:24 pm

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• I Tapped Closed Flowers of a Dream, My Heart Within It

  

  June 8, 2021 Dear May, This is so beautiful, thank you. It makes me think I might paint some of your skies onto my canvas with gratitude towards you, and extend this happiness. Last night, I finished collecting all of the poems of Flowers of a Dream by May Ziadeh in English and then I […]

  06/08/2021 10:39 am

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• Sweetly Had You Come to Meet Me in the Night?

  May 31, 2021 Last night I read the many handwritten poems I’d translated, and then again, the latest poem of my own that I had written during My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon and had not remembered ’til then how I’d concluded it, these days of having been pulled into a poetry cove […]

  05/31/2021 3:32 pm

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• A Call As If I Knew It

  As you see now, this blog is now on WordPress and you had nothing to do; you were just here. The links have been added, design worked with, and all past posts from Blogger have been posted! I knew it was time last night to get up and go and yet I have kept a […]

  05/28/2021 3:48 pm

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• My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon

  I stepped inside the bedroom with my glossy blue paper box designed with silhouettes of some elegant people and around them an ornate golden border. Inside the box, I store the only two surviving handwritten journals of mine, one from a few years gone that was very hard to read but is fine to be […]

  05/27/2021 11:37 am

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• A Poem to Close The Day and Bring Dreams Early

  I finished translating this poem before I went to sleep last night. I closed my eyes and a little while after, I felt the touch of fingers through my hair in slow, gentle movements as if someone was leaning down from above me with kindness.   * * Reading the poem aloud: Excerpt from Capricious […]

  05/24/2021 10:34 pm

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• A Poem Drapes Over My Shoulders

  Dressed and ready, as the sun is bright and one bird is whistling notes in the trees, I read again the poem that I read last night, the first from Dream Flowers (Fleurs de Reve) by May Ziadeh. This is the book I found accidentally then when I was looking online to see if there […]

  05/19/2021 2:05 pm

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• Morning Words by Shams

  It seemed Shams had come by again, this time in front of the bookshelf, and also with a few others. I was half in a dream and so had thought I am sleeping now, was past sleep for me even if still early for them, and they left. 😉 And later on this morning I […]

  03/28/2021 1:04 pm

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• Friday Night, Yesterday

  My first post today was “For Anyone Creating Anything.” Last night I had written I hadn’t had any mystical experiences to write about in awhile, had joked it could be because I hadn’t read any of my favorite dead poets in awhile too, and they’re maybe wanting to be read again. I am currently reading […]

  03/20/2021 7:14 pm

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• More Fairy Adventures. Warm Presence, Morning Green

  Morning again. ~**~ I picked this really nice apple off your apple tree, stood on a ladder you had to reach it. Hm, I hope you don’t tell me to put it back. * * * yesterday evening, i had fallen forward intentionally. the wind blew through the just open window, a song on shuffle […]

  03/07/2021 1:48 pm

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• Peeko’s Midnight Visitor

  Each morning when I wake up, I kiss Peeko on the top of his head and he purrs and rubs the side of his face against mine. This morning, just before I kissed him, I noticed the top of his head smelled like a very lovely perfume today—roses and some kind of expensive powder, like […]

  03/05/2021 12:54 pm

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• After Party

  Yesterday I was still dressed as an angel or ghost when in one corner of the hallway I breathed in a cool, misty scent with the hint of a flower, maybe violets, in that coolness, and into the room I walked, after a little bit, it drifted near again, and the room was mistily lit […]

  03/04/2021 2:30 pm

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• Warm, Misty Rain, And We Fast Forward To Summer

  It is now a new month and it is raining; I notice red on the trees for the first time as if it had just sprung up over night. The world is open and I don’t mind how my phone is monumental; words open the world and then open it some more, or maybe I […]

  03/01/2021 1:05 pm

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• What An Angel Can Do

  Today’s first post was “Sun, I Had No Say In It” with a poem by Amy Lowell read aloud. Last night, the scent of something just lit was subtly there in the room before sleep—the windows face the fenced out woods, there was no fire out there and no one on the balcony—maybe an angel […]

  02/24/2021 10:05 pm

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• An Angel, A Ghost, or Some Poems

  It has been said that the poet Rumi had angels visit him and that he saw them. Last night, I turned off my lamp and lied down to sleep, and then a couple of moments later, the lamp was on again and no one else had been in the room or had turned it on. […]

  02/18/2021 12:40 am

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