Reflections by Simone
Index
Moon, Beautiful Moon_06.12.2020
A Pebble_08.12.2020
Time_26.12.2020
Transformation is not transmutation_07.01.2021
Meditation_13.03.2021
Creativity and Chaos_13.03.2021
To Bernhardt, his wife and the sole descendant_13.03.2021
The Ghost Lover_16.07.21
Why I write_30.07.21
Beauty and love_29.08.2021
A Conversation with Fortune_22.09.21
A Fly on the Wall or an Exercise of the Absurd_25.10.21
The Subtlety of Being_30.10.2021
We are all Humans_04.11.2021
Follow Thy Heart_09.06.2022
Are Humans Good or Bad?_14.08.22
Life Knows Best_05.11.2022
Longing You_14.12.2022
Time Adaptation_06.01.2023
Moments_26.02.2023
To Be_01.10.2023
Do Not Despair_09.11.2023
Moon, Beautiful Moon
Moon, beautiful moon
Sky, beautiful sky
Why is my heart aching
For a pebble?
Why do I care a pebble cannot
See I exist?
The pebble doesn’t feel
But, dear heart
How do you expect a pebble to feel?
A pebble simply exists
Wherever it is
A pebble, because it’s a pebble
Cannot feel human feelings
A pebble simply is
A pebble does not see
Does not feel
Does not express
Because it’s a pebble
A little sediment of a rock
I had the illusion a pebble walked, talked and saw
But the illusion fathomed my heart
And created something which wasn’t there
A human can love a pebble
A pebble simply exists.
Simone Einstoss Granado
A Pebble
A pebble only exists
Registering the world around it in its spaces
Imprinting time in its crevices
As if time would be infinitely still
As it was forever in that little symbol of time and space
Simone Einstoss Granado
08.12.2020
Time
If time could stand still
The cryings of people would be frozen
The momentary happiness would be incrusted in rigidity
Boringness would desperately try to erupt from the deepest of the motionless moment
A crying and desperation for change would erupt
Change would erupt
With the strength of a volcano
Engulfing the frozen cries
The frozen happiness
Destroying everything in its path
So that a new force
A new life would emerge
From the old frozen materials
Life, new life, would erupt with the energy of the volcano
With the energy of the cries which did not manage to express themselves
With the energy of the immobile happiness that wanted to express its life force
Time can only stand still in the imagination
Of the eternal moment
In the individual
Time is forever changing
Forever renovating itself
New projects, new lives, new lights
Simone Einstoss Granado
26.12.2020
Transformation is not transmutation
Transformation is like shape shifting from one shape to the other and, possibly, back again
Transmutation is deeply changing the matter (iron to gold)
How to transmute hate into love?
First, recognise its role into your spiritual development, and be grateful (1st transmutation stage)
Gratefulness will eventually transmute into love
Simone Einstoss Granado
07.01.2021
Meditation
I meditate and all the peace of the Universe is within me
I meditate and I feel deeply all that is
I meditate only to feel the anxiety, the desperation, the love and the beauty
What is meditation expressing
But all which is inside?
All which is outside?
Meditation is peace
Meditation is love
Meditation is the vulcano inside
Meditation is all I wanted
And all I did not want
I long for the Unity meditation reminds me
I long for the harmony of the eternal “I”
The knowledge of the Universe
And the absolute forgetting and forgiving of the void
Simone Einstoss Granado
13.03.2021
Creativity and Chaos
Can there be creativity in order?
Order, desperately tries to keep chaos out
But chaos exists
Chaos expresses itself
Manifesting everything there is through creativity
Creativity is the burning desire
To be born
Creativity is the explosion of disorder
In a perfect manifested self
In an individual being
In a being as godly as any other
Order, do you think your nervous, tight manifestation can last for long?
It can last for as long as the chaotic forces of creativity
Do not manifest
Everything that’s hidden
Everything that wants to come out
Creativity is the daughter of chaos and manifestation
Through creativity
Individuality is born
Simone Einstoss Granado
13.03.2021
To Bernhardt, his wife and the sole descendant
I am Jewish
I am Arab
We fall in love
We marry
I define myself as one of the founders
I define myself as one of the new stateless
From our union
A boy is born
A sweet, loving boy
Who just wants to belong
A sweet, loving boy
Who just wants to be a boy
The founder does not allow the boy to play with the stateless
The stateless does not allow the boy to play with the founders
What is there to play with?
But founders and stateless
The desperation
The isolation
Of the boy grew
Father, founder
Mother, stateless
The boy grew
The desperation grew with him
No playing mate is good for founder and for stateless
No playing mate is acceptable
None is accepted
Feeling the exclusion of both parts
By the very creators of the being
The loving, sweet boy
Could take it no more
The sweet, loving boy existed for 19 years in Planet Earth
Until father founder
And mother stateless
Both inside himself
Could exist no more
I write here in the memory of the 3 of them
In memory of the sweet, loving boy
Who I could not meet
In memory of the Jewish founder
In memory of his stateless Arab wife
I love you now
As if your memory would forever be
I love you now with all the sweet love the Universe would allow me
In memory of Bernhardt, his wife and their sweet loving son.
The sweet, loving son who existed for 19 years and a bit.
Simone Einstoss Granado
13.03.2021
The Ghost Lover
I loved him
I dreamt about him
I wanted so much to be together
So many nice memories
So many bad memories
Time passed
I realised the lover was no longer
He’s taken by other realms
Other dreams
Other seas
I craved for a letter
It never came
I craved for an image
It evaporated…
But the pain of the eternal hope was there
The pain was feeling
‘Maybe he will come back’
Time passed
The image, was it an image or a ghost?
It returned
But the feeling was shattered
The dreamt love was an illusion
A flinch perception of something shared
Which never existed
What should I call you, love? Illusion, ghost or apparition?
My heart knows you are no longer
You exist no more
Some memories, images of the feelings, remain
Just disappearing
By the moment...
What one day was
Or seemed to be
No longer is
Sadness is there
Grieving for a love which is no longer
Imagined love
How much energy
Did I put on you?
How many hopes, ideas, wishes, dreams?
But you are no longer
I will keep the memories of the happy and the sad moments.
But you are gone, love.
You are no longer.
Simone Einstoss Granado
16.07.2021
Why I Write
I write to forget
I write to let go of my feelings
Whether it’s a cry
A feeling of abandonment
Or of happiness
Writing is the best release
The best path to a calm sleep
Knowing that feelings
Will forever be in the paper
I feel the emptiness
Of my hopes
The dissolution of plans
The deception of ideas
Of what I wanted to be
But never was
This feels like a fall into reality
It’s a void of hopes, expectations
It’s forgetting the vain happiness
The illusory plans
The illusory hopes
These are no more
Only the mirage is
A mirage which was never there
Hopes, please look elsewhere
Hopes, please put your energy in something more solid
Solid? Again, an illusion!
Matter looks and feels solid
But matter is energy
And energy flows
Mutating and transforming itself
All the time
The illusion of solidity
The dream of stability is just that
A dream
Dream I may
And dream I can
Knowing whatever happiness or sadness is there
It is there only as a matter of inspiration or imagination
A dream looks and feels more real
Than any so-called “solid state”.
Simone Einstoss Granado
30.07.2021
Beauty and love
Let the Light shine through
Let the power of the Universe be with you
Through meditation all the beauty
All the love of the Universe will reflect on you
Meditation is the real magic of love
Revealing the night
Revealing the day
Showing all the force of nature
Meditation will show the perfection which is there
Meditation will show monsters and castles
Flowers and rivers
Other lives
Other Universes
Meditation, please shine through me
All the beauty
All the love
All the Peace which is there
I long for the truth
The beauty
And the reality which is there
Sometimes seen
Sometimes unseen
I have once known the power of balance
The power of perfection
No sadness
No happiness
Just pure Being
Pure Light
Meditation
Please let me go back to the centre of Being
Let me just be
Simone Einstoss Granado
29.08.2021
A conversation with Fortune
Wheel of fortune
Wheel of time
What do you bring me now?
A piece of ice
A little water
Why is my hand burning?
Things come
Things go
Bad is here
Bad is gone
Turn, turn, turn
Why do I feel dizzy?
Why do I feel lost?
The impression of ‘déjà vu’
The sense of repentance
Desperation for change
Change, I need you
Why am I so afraid of you?
Misery is more of the same
I have an urgency for the new and the different
Tick, tock
Tick, tock
Go! Go now! And don’t come back!
Life is waiting for you with open arms
Go with the first boat
Of whichever river
It’s time to change
Go where you’re expected
Go where you did not expect
Life gives us choices
Different challenges attached to each
Which one should I choose?
Should I choose number ‘x’?
An indefinite number
To an indefinite path
Tick, tock,
Tick, tock
Choose, but choose quickly
And part with the here
Part with the now
Go to the new
Go to the challenge and path you did not expect.
Simone Einstoss Granado
22.09.2021
A fly on the wall or an Exercise of the Absurd
A fly on the wall
Do you see, there is a fly on the wall?
A fly on the wall? Do you mean it’s in here?
Do you mean my house is full of flies?
No. I just said ‘There is a fly on the wall’
Yes, but this wall is in my house
You are blaming me for the fly on the wall!
No, I just said ‘there is a fly on the wall’
The fly is on my wall
Therefore, you are saying my house is full of flies
My house is disgusting
Because there are flies on the wall!
You are saying everything here is disgusting
No! I just said ‘There is a fly on the wall’
God forbid me to have heard it! A fly on the wall!
A fly on the wall of MY house!
Not a fly on the wall of YOUR house!
Why did you mention there is a fly on the wall, on the wall of MY house?
Oh, what pestilence! Oh, what unhappiness!
There is a fly on the wall - of MY house
I condemn you who have mentioned the fly on the wall!
I deny your viewing capacities!
A fly on MY wall? NO! There are no flies on my wall!
Shall your house be covered by the pestilence
Of not one, but millions of flies on the wall!
I hate flies! On my wall! NO! There are no flies on MY wall!
Could you imagine if I said there were flies on your wall!
How would you feel?
What pestilence! What nausea!
All for a fly on the wall!
Simone Einstoss Granado
25.10.2021
The Subtlety of Being
We are living a moment
Of happiness
Of sadness
Feeling the stability and constancy
Of whatever feeling
Or happening
But life, oh life
Comes and goes
Everything changes
In the flimsiness of a second
Without preparation
No explanation
Everything changes
People we loved
Turn bad
People who were distant
Approach
In the flimsiness of a moment
Nothing but a moment
The stability of the sadness
Of the happiness
Of the illusion
Gets carried away by life
As if a big tsunami struck
Out of nowhere
Everything changes
For good
No coming back
No return of the passing, illusory happiness
Not even a return of the illusory sadness
Life comes and changes everything
Whether we want it or not
There is no appellation
No court
No authority
Life is the big authority
Deciding
To take
Or not to take
Striking a big change in the flimsiness of time
Of a non-existent space
People we trusted turn to dust
People we loved turn aloof
People we trusted exist no more
All in the flimsiness of a second
A moment we did not see coming
We did not see
Because it was all too sudden
Unexpected
Then, all is gone
People, like us, are here now
Then are no longer
Time, in a splash of life
Carries the good, the bad,
The seen and the unseen
Time, great time
Please bring me back the memory of stability
The memory of love
The memory of sadness
The understanding
And happiness
Time, great time, please understand
I was unprepared for this big tsunami wave
Which carried everything
As if nothing ever existed
Life, Giver, and Taker of our moments
I am at your disposal
I accept you
Please take me wherever you want
Take me to new passing moments
To new illusory feelings of happiness
Or new Illusory feelings of sadness
Life, I am at your disposal
Take me wherever and whenever you’d like
Simone Einstoss Granado
We are all Humans
Some struggle
Some take the train sleeping
And never wake up
Until it’s time to leave
Some eat
They eat away their lives
Others, well others
They are good
They are bad
They are…
Clueless
What are all lives about?
Just following the train line
Not knowing the destination?
Or looking for reasons to make our life worth living?
Tuc, tuc, tuc, tuc, ta taaa
We are all here for a reason
No treason
A reason
Enjoying the ride?
Relax
Whatever happens
One thing is sure
The ride will make us different
Whether better or worse
What about the destination?
Surprise will be our final stop
The good, the bad, the indifferent
There’s a place for all
The train Universe is not limited
Nor is the train line
It will continue in our dimension
And beyond
Simone Einstoss Granado
Follow Thy Heart
Follow thy heart
Whatever the conditions!
Follow thy heart in snow
Follow thy heart in summer
Follow thy heart wherever
And whenever
Whatever the situation
Whatever the constraints
Follow thy heart now
Follow thy heart forever!
When following thy heart
The waterfall will flow easily
Through mountains and valleys
In sickness and in health!
Happiness will follow the water
Easily
And happily!
Flow water flow
Easily and happily
Flow through mountains
Flow through valleys
Till thou joint the sea of connections
Till thou become One.
Simone Einstoss Granado
Are Humans Good or Bad?
All good
Up to a point
All bad
Up to a point
The face we show
Either good or bad
Is not the real face
There is good there
There is bad there
What others see is not the real you
Neither good nor bad
Varying with the circumstances
All loving one time
All good hidden
Well disguised
Another time
The question remains
Good or bad?
Neither one nor the other
As circumstances require
Going through life
Showing both sides
In different circumstances
What is the sum?
Is it more good ?
Is it more bad?
Our heart knows
Without judgement
What is love
And what is not
When there’s water leaking in a public place
Do you phone for help
Or do you shrug it off
“It’s not my problem”?
Is the sum of our good deeds
To ourselves
To others
And to the Planet positive?
We all do the occasional mistake of judgement
And in understanding our heart
We all do the occasional good deed
But, most of all, is the sum positive or negative?
Our collective karma will show it!
Simone Einstoss Granado
Life Knows Best
The Universe is not pro nor against you
It is only showing you
The way everything goes best
The way the current flows
Go with the stream, dear
Go with the flow
When going with the flow
Everything falls in its place
Like magic
Because that’s the way the Universe is
The lesson is let your heart
Go with the flow
Love is an eternal
Letting go
Letting the flow happen
Naturally
In nature, there’s no resistance
Just a continuous flow
Like a river
Running to the sea
Naturally and forever
Simone Einstoss Granado
Longing You
I long my first love
How deep a feeling
What intense the emotions
We did not stay together
Each went on their way
Built another present
Built another future
The longing continues
For the intense moment
Wonderful or agitated
The moment left its mark
But, the decisions
Of each one
Time took away
Family, happiness, continuation
I am here
And you are there
Love continues
In the yearning for what was
For a dreamt moment
A wished moment
But, the moment
Stayed in the longing
Like a dream
Full of symbols
Full of meanings
The moment left a mark
The moment passed
Would I change my present life
With its successes
Happiness, realizations and feelings
For a past dream?
No, the past stayed in the dream
Like a love fog
The present is real
The tranquility is to be where I am
Lots of water passed
Lots of mud
Lots of mountains
Daydreams and landscapes
Love, illusion and disillusion
But, the present
Is who I am now
The results of many constructions
Of various moments
Some happy
Others sad
All lived intensely
Analised
Apprehended
And felt
I went through many decisions
Some right
Others, not so right
All that makes me who I am now
I don’t want to change my present
For the past
The past was important
For the present
Dreamt love
Nostalgia love
I am happy to imagine you are happy
And I get happy to know you are loved
Love, know I am also happy
And I am also loved
And, if I still have many questions in my life
I bring them in my heart
Life is a constant learning
And I love to learn
Simone Einstoss Granado
Time Adaptation
Our time is passing
Like the stations of the year
Our clock is ticking
How to adapt?
We cannot stop the clock
A day comes
A day goes
A year is here
A year is gone!
Tick, tock, tick
Triiiim
A big change
Tick, tock, tick
What happened?
I am here
I am there
I am somewhere
Here
There
Everywhere
Tick, tock, tick
Triiiim
We are young
We are old
We are here
We are there
We are everywhere
I love
I don’t
I want
I don’t
I want to change
I don’t
Do we have an option?
We have the option to change
We have the option to adapt
Can we not adapt?
Sure, if you don’t adapt now
You will have to adapt later
Can I not change?
No, time is impervious to all else!
It is a rhythm of change
Each tock
Is an option to change
Sooner adapting to the ticking comes
Sooner relieve ticks in
Tick, tock, toe
Time is here
Time is there
Tick, tock, toe
Time changed everything
Did you adapt?
Adapt or perish in time
Adapt or vanish with the wind!
You have a choice, yes
To adapt here
Or to adapt there
To become sooner
Or to become later
Time is shifting the here
Time is shifting the now
What have you become?
Did you adapt?
Or did you already perish?
Simone Einstoss Granado
Moments
There are moments
Which do not seem to exist
Which appear not to be
Until…
A big rock falls
Or we are in a new place
A new scenery
A new reality
Or not?
Were we living in an alternate reality?
People where green
But they were really red
We believed in a smile
But it was empty
We believed in love
But there was none
Or, there was love
But of a different kind
All in all
It happened in a moment
Truth shined through
The veil has fallen
Reality
Is here to stay
Until…
A new veil falls
A deeper truth appears
Our world is changing fast
The veils are falling fast
Which veils had I lost?
Which truth about me is
Revealed to others?
Which truth about me is
Revealed to myself?
Is the truth about others
Easier to accept?
Or is the truth about ourselves
Easier to accept?
When others’ veils fall
Do our own veils also fall?
When others reveal
Deeper truths
Is our deeper truth also revealed
To ourselves
To be
I am here
Between two time-spaces
Between the have been
And the will be
I am in the now
Healing
Putting everything in its place
Resting
Just letting myself be
I am here
In the valley
The beautiful mountain is there
To be seen
Or, who knows
To be climbed
I am in the pause
Between the going
And the arriving
I am nowhere
I just am
Without a plan
Without a wish
Just resting
What will come tomorrow
Only God knows
Now
Just being
Without the willing
Without the having
Or doing
It’s all I need
I am in the pause
Between the going
And the arriving
I am nowhere
I just am
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow
Belongs to God
I am
I just am
In the here
And now
In peace
Simone Einstoss Granado
Do Not Despair
Hope is a beautiful word
But sometimes
It seems it left us
When the world seems
To be crumbling upon us
When we feel suffocated
Hope is the little light
At the end of the tunnel
Hope is what keeps us alive
So, friends, believe in hope
Believe there is a light
At the end of the tunnel
Because, if we believe in it
We will see it
Maybe not completely
At the beginning
But the Light
Is certainly there
In our darkest moments
A little light
Will make all the difference
A little light
A little hope
It’s all we need
In these dark times
Because, after the dark times
There will be a period of extreme light
Because, this is a world of duplicity
There is no hope
Without despair
There is no light
Without darkness
Connectivity comes in the most dissociated moments
Love and unity
Are felt in the most
Needed times
Love, connectivity and light
Are always there
But we see these
At the most
Desperate moments
So, dear friend
If you feel desperate
In a tunnel
Know that there is a light
At the end of the tunnel
You may feel God
Has left you
But, friend,
God Is everywhere
Even in the darkest of tunnels
The light is present
In the hearts
And minds of all
Even in the darkest places
Love is the only
Feeling binding us together
The light is present
Believe in the Light
Because you will soon see it!
Simone Einstoss Granado
