Living on purpose, following the one true path… Choices to take, what is ‘on’ and what is ‘off’. Constant pressure, will I fulfill my destiny? Will I take the right choices? Will I have the wisdom, the courage to follow my one true path? Will I…?

Another possibility glitters in the morning light… What if there is not one but many paths to one’s destiny? Each beautiful, full and yours? Each different, distinct yet each ‘on track’? What if the choices we take are not between the right and the wrong but simply between one path or the other? What if our free will is exercised not to ‘follow’ or not but to choose which way?

May it not take away the constant struggle to do it right? May it not breathe a breeze of fresh air into the freedom of our lives? May it not represent a more elegant solution – dancing our lives among the multitude of our possible destinies each fulfilling why we came here in a different way? May it not better represent the mystery and splendor of the universe and the abundance of experiences waiting for us? May it not transcend the linear way of seeing our lives towards an ever more beautiful and flowing model of the cosmos?

May it not bring peace to our striving souls? May it not help us to make our choices from a better place?

After all, they say that every road leads to Rome, don’t they?

Falling exhausted to the ground and lie there breathless. For a while…

And then slowly, started to breath again… Feeling the fresh air coming into our lungs, having a taste, having a colour. Suddenly… Looking around… Seeing things like we don’t usually see them… Anew… Glowing… There… Beautiful… Things no more…

And looking up to the sky and seeing the dancing clouds, the smiling sun, the freedom and the promise.

Looking around us and seeing the trees, the birds, the grass shivering in the wind. Smelling the air, the earth and blending with the paradise…

Smiling… Looking at each other and seeing each other for the first time. Seeing each other… And smiles turning into tears… Of love, of joy, of being…

What if we all stopped? Just for one day…

What would we find? Are we ready to?
And…

Would we ever start again?

Observing all that is, arising within me and without me…

Owning my cognitive biases, learning from them and seeing them for the gift they are…

Preparing myself as a sacred vehicle, all my life and in the moment too…

Thanking the shadows and caressing them, loving the gifts of awareness and evolutionary potential they bring…

Peeling them off one by one until only pure light emanates infinite love, until I contain all evolution and at the same time I disappear…

And waiting for the right time, the right time, the right time, waiting…

And when the entire universe conspires with my awareness and intentions, when the light is clear and does not cast any shadows, when the past, present and future disappear and blend to be just time…

I do what is mine to do and what is sought by the universe too…

And create pure expression of love, light and cosmos, that does not cast shadows or polarize as it is from beyond these that it was created…

And the world will never be the same, honoured and re-wired, altered and changed in its very fabric that it is made of, woven from and built on…

Love and Light to all creators…

If you were standing as the first human ever…

At the Galactic council of all the races of the Universe…

I am curious…
What would you choose to speak about?

To races who know not much of what you live every day,
To races eager to grasp your every word and learn about
This new species called Humans…
What would you choose to speak about?

Would you speak about love, beauty, hope, dreams, compassion, kindness?
And how would you describe it?
Would you speak about hate, destruction, wars and conflict?
And how would you describe it?
What would you choose to speak about?

What would you say about our past?
What would you say about our present?
What would you say about our future?
What would you choose to speak about?

Would you speak about yourself or rather about others you aspire to?
Would you speak about humans at their best or the humans we are everyday?
How much would you share about us and how much would you reveal about yourself?
What would you choose to speak about?

Would your speech be an invitation, confession, celebration or confusion?
Would you want the others to visit you ‘home’ one day or rather not?
Would you be full of hope or despair, acceptance or judgment?
What would you say and what would you leave out?
What would you choose to speak about?

What would the others who share our planet say about your speech?
Would you want y(our) mother to know?

I am curious…
If you were standing as the first human ever,
At the Galactic council of all the races of the Universe,
What would you choose to speak about?

Today, one of the biggest man of modern Czech history has passed away. In the morning of 18th December 2011, Vaclav Havel’s time in this world has ended. President, artist, philosopher, dreamer, noble human and a symbol of hope. There is much to be grateful for, this man has changed lives of millions forever…

About a year ago, I had a chance to write a letter that might have been delivered straight to his hands. I wrote several drafts but never sent it. Defeated by my own feelings of inadequacy I have missed my chance. Ever since, I longed that maybe one day, I will have a chance to speak to him, to meet him to spend few moments with him. Our meeting will never happen.

Through his presidency, plays, actions, values, consistency and dreams, he has earned respect of many in Czech Republic and perhaps even more abroad. Many of the things he believed were beyond his time, which perhaps made the last few years of his life difficult for him as he had hoped for his country to be much, much further along the journey he saw possible…

What would I have told him had I had the chance? “Thank you for all you brought to our country and to the world. And do not worry, we will continue what you have started…”

Havel’s own story perhaps fished today, but his dreams will continue to unfold way into the future…

May you rest in peace dear mr. President and may truth and love prevail over lies and hate…

Dnes 18. Prosince ráno,  Václav Havel, jeden z nejvýznamnějších mužů novodobé české historie odešel z tohoto světa. Prezident, umělec, filozof, muž s velkými sny a velkým srdcem, symbol naděje. Je mnohé za co mu můžeme být vděčni, svým životem ovlivnil životy miliónů lidí, doma a po celém světě.

Je to zruba rok, co jsem měl možnost napsat panu Havlovi dopis, který by se možná i dostal do jeho rukou. Napsal jsem několik zkušebních pokusů ale nakonec jsem jej nikdy neposlal. Poražen mými vlastním pochybami jsem propásl tuto jedinečnou šanci. Vždy jsem ale toužil že možná, jednoho dne se mi to podaři a budu moci se s panem Havlem setkat a strávit s mužem kterého obdivuji pár chvil. Naše setkání se ale bohužel již nikdy neuskuteční.

Během jeho prezidentského období, skrze jeho hry, činy, konzistentní hodnoty a jeho sny si Havel získal respekt a přízeň mnoha lidí, v České Republice a možná ještě více za hranicemi. Mnoho věcí ve které věřil nebylo dosaženo za jeho života což mu jistě posledních pár let ztrpčilo. Doufal že země kterou měl tolik rád a obětoval jí mnoho bude dále na cestě za niž bojoval.

Co bych mu řekl kdybych tu šanci přeci jen měl? “Děkuji Vám za vše jež jste přinesl naší zemi a celému světu. A nebojte se, ve Vašich myšlenkách budeme pokračovat.”

Havlův vlastní příběh možná dnes končí ale já věřím že jeho sny budou pokračovat dlouho do budoucna…

Odpočívejte v pokoji pane Prezidente a Ať pravda a láska nakonec zvítězí nad lží a nenávistí…

What if what we are experiencing at the end of 2011 is just mere debris flying away from the volcano of erupting evolution of our species? What if all the crisis pronounced by every commentator from London to New York are just a mere rubble compared to the unleashed potential we just don’t see because we lowered or eyes too much?

Singularity. In Astrophysics it is a ‘point in space-time at which gravitational forces cause matter to have infinite density and infinitesimal volume, and space and time to become infinitely distorted.’ An event or point in the flow of time where the events take a quantum leap towards the infinite, where all exponentially growing trends explode into infinity, where the world transforms in a disproportionate moment of time and unforeseeable impact and consequence…

Thanks to the work of Ray Kurzweil, the technology world has been preparing for singularity in the evolution of the human species. But what if it is not only from the world of technology that the singularity will come?

What would a humanity-wide singularity look like? What if it is not just technology but ALL domains of human activity that are rushing towards a point of quantum transformation? What if there is a ‘momentous leap’ coming in ALL we do and ALL we are? What if it is about to change everything about how we understand ourselves, our world and our place in the universe? What if the world as we know it (and as we have always known it) is about to change so fundamentally that NOTHING will be the same?

After having been mapping different strands of humanity’s evolution for a while, it is my impression that all strands are rushing towards singularity. The movements in nature, technology, science, economy, resources, art, society, spirituality and governance, wherever you look the trend is accelerated, exponential. The efforts of so many, advancing their own bliss while at the same time advancing ours. The connected network that is not yet aware of itself but already acting as one. The dreams and hopes, the focused intentions…

What will happen when we stop looking at the debris and illuminate our cheeks with the light of infinity? What will happen when we focus our awareness and our intent onto the real explosion we have been shielding ourselves from for the fear of not being annihilated?

Perhaps we will go through just that. An annihilation of the world as we know it and the birth of the world of light, love and infinity. For when we change inside all changes… And there is no way back…

I have decided recently to become an artist. Or maybe I always was just have not thought about myself that way… I have been bringing my art to the world, disguised as a coach, facilitator, leader, friend, world citizen… But inside always an artist. Always aspiring, dreaming and doing my best to bring my future oriented art to the world.

Yes, future oriented. I have thought about all the things I have ever enjoyed the most, all the things I would feel inside were the right ones, all the things that brought joy to people around me and to myself. And all of them were somehow connecting to creating a new future, providing a spark for dreams and new reality to come through. Now that sometimes meant ‘just’ listening and learning first about the past and present so the future can be created. But no matter where it started it always lead toward a new future being born a new possibility born out of mutual connection and love for the person, life and dreams present…

So… That is my art; to bring forth new futures, to be creative artist of the future… It has always been there for me to see, but only recently I have seen the red thread weaving all the strands of my life together, connecting the dots of the past…

Bonus question for you, what could be the read thread in your life that connects everything that ever was, is and will be?

So what have I learned about becoming an artist so far?

• Art is for people. People as in myself; it brings me joy, is fun to create, it allows me to play, it engages my full self at my highest. It challenges me to become better, it feels amazing inside and wants me to get up right now and dance all around the world… But it is also for others, to bringing them joy, possibility, inspiration, memory, dream, love and life… And it is for the world, human and beyond, for Earth, life, galaxy and cosmos. As art is a very expression of life; our personal connection to the forces that have made our world in last 13,7 billion years, whether you choose to call it god, evolution or…
• Not everyone will like my art and my art is not for everyone. My art is for those who can appreciate who I am and what I am creating. Both. It is not about the artefact only, it is for the people who take time to understand and learn about why I do my art and what is the intention behind it. The sooner I fully realise this and stop taking feedback from everyone regardless of their intentions and desires to learn about my art as well as about myself as an artist, the easier it is for me to find and express my unique art.
• When my art is young (and maybe forever) it truly matters who are the people around me. Do they support me, cheer me up? Do they find and seek ways to relate a critique to me in a way that I will understand? Do they care about how I feel about their feedback? Are they allowing my journey to unfold or are they quick to compare me to their pre-conceived notion of how ‘art’ should look like?

As I naturally listen to people a lot, I notice I give authority to everyone to be the judge of what I create. But truly, only opinions of few matter to me; those who I can trust to see me fully as who I am and take time to ‘offer’ gifts of their wisdom and discernment. The rest of the people, full of projections and unrealised personal dreams –  useful information but does not matter. After all, who is an expert in my art?

Those are the notes for now, the journey continues. I love it. I am grateful for all the lessons, people and events who are part of it…

Creating future everywhere I go…

With love and fire…

Suddenly a man comes running from the nearby pub, shouting the name of the dog and capturing his attention. He picked up a piece of wood and threw it into the pond, half-way between him and the dog. He shouted fetch and the dog abandoned his panic and swam towards the floating branch. After it reached it, the man shouted to bring it to him; a move the dog had to perform thousand times before. The dog continued through the water with the branch in its mouth and got out of the water.

It was remarkable scene for me as I witnessed the man using his relationship with the dog, his ingenuity, creativity and the fact that he knew the dog would react to his command. His clear and thoughtful instructions got the dog out of his panic, helped him to focus and got him safely out of the water…

We humans are part of nature as any other species, any other expression of life. Throughout our history we have been gifted with self-awareness and an ability to learn which allowed us to develop our intelligence in remarkable ways. It helps us to creatively react in situations like these, it helps us to dream futures into being, it helps us to go beyond any limitation, it helps us to re-shape the world around us…

My wish is that similarly to this situation, as humanity, we display care, creativity and true leadership in terms of how we ‘guide’ each other, our society as well as life around us out of the panic towards safe, healthy and ever-evolving future…

Let us look together onto the new world,
Let us scratch the crumbling window,
Let us peek behind it and see our future,
Let us recognize the rhythm of destiny,
And weave her strands together…

Let us dream with intention, boldly as never before
Let us create from the field beyond right and wrong
Let us listen to the flow of life and shape it with our imagination
Let us remember why we came her and forget that we can’t do it
Let us sing the song of our dreams and our future…

Together, forever, from now on…

In between Earth and Sky
At the edge of waking and dream
Mixed between an underground layer and heavenly kingdom
On the virge between night and day
In between old and new worlds
At the edge where one second turns to another
Where night turns to day
Where angels and dragons shake hands
Where order and chaos play chess
Where clarity and confusion bow to each other and
Past meets future in the present

From these lands the pilgrim returns
Equipped yet with bare hands
Full of fear and trust
With a questionmark on his lips and commitment in his heart
Knowing all but the next step
Or perhaps just that or maybe not even…

But that somehow does not matter
As the stars are shining and the sun and moon are smiling
And the earth is laughing and the animals howling
And the heart is having a passionate love affair with the soul and the earth and perhaps with the entire cosmos…
The time is now to make a first step and to bring the news to the village
As best as he can.
The rest is a mystery…

The audience shaped by death and life itself
Just burns with a single question – What are you waiting for?