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The Pearl

The Pearl


* * Then a man came forward. He was a man with a long beard; his long brown hair was swayed by the wind. To Nasheva, the man asked, “O beloved Lady Nasheva, please speak to us of the essence of life.” Nasheva nodded and gave him a blessing from the distance. She did not … Continue reading

Toward Eternity

Toward Eternity


* * It takes only one inhale to take love. It takes only one exhale to give love. One who understands this walks toward eternity. * Inhale and exhale love. That’s how one walks towards eternity. That’s also how one dives into a lover’s heart. * Dive into their heart. Dive deeper until you reach the … Continue reading

Not the End

Not the End


* * Birth is not the beginning, death is not the end. They are merely stairways to eternity. * Birth is the ladder to this world, death is the ladder to that other world. * Now that you’re climbing the ladder to this world, hold tight onto it. Throw your gaze upon life, and then … Continue reading

Seek Inward


* An outer journey leads you to faraway lands. An inner one leads you to the sky. * Seek inward, you will lose nothing. You will find everything. * You’ve been boasting about your journey to those faraway lands. It is time for you to make that journey into your heart. ♥  * * This … Continue reading

Magic Spell

Magic Spell


* * “I pray you tell us what love is, Syaikha.” Nasheva gave the man a compassionate smile and replied, Love is what drains you even if you become an ocean. It is what soaks you even if you become a desert. * Drink love; it is a magic spell. With love, you’ll walk on … Continue reading

Drunk in Love

Drunk in Love


* * A lover walks a thousand miles and confuses West for East, but keeps whirling. That’s what love gives to real lovers: drunkenness. * Being in love is drunkenness. Being sober is not love. Not until you are drunk in love can you truly feel what it means to be ‘alive’. * Love is … Continue reading

Nasheva Speaks of Passion

Nasheva Speaks of Passion


“Syaikha, we know not our passion. How shall we know our passion?” a young woman with long wavy brown hair asked. The other young people were nodding; they seemed to be happy that she asked. Nasheva gazed at the teenager. Her eyes reflected infinite compassion, and a peaceful countenance was radiating from her face. She … Continue reading

Nasheva in Nevara

Nasheva in Nevara


Nasheva had travelled extensively to Heliopolis, Delphi, Athens, Anthioch, Cyrene, Raphia, and Tyre but it was in Nevara that she saw the remarkable wonders of nature that she had never seen before. In Nevara’s southern coast she saw rugged splendor of magnificent rock stacks rising up superbly as if forming stairways to heaven. The rocks … Continue reading

Life Without Art

Life Without Art


    Lord Brinasla felt in the beginning it was difficult for his ego to listen to someone much younger and yet much wiser. But after hearing what Kasheva had just said, he felt the truth had come to his eyes as bright as the sun. Surreptitiously he glanced at Lady Vanisla who, again, was … Continue reading