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    Thru That Darkest Door

    ByPeter Müller

    Following my inner calling can lead me down a most adventurous path, and part of that journey is death – not necessarily physical death, but the death of something in my life. J. R. R. Tolkien put those oracle words into the mouth of Gandalf, “It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
    Such a quest for your inner calling frequently leads to desperate moments in which I question everything and have a sense of being completely lost, in which I feel like a complete failure. This ”dark night of the soul”, as the Christian mystic John of the Cross has put it, seems to be a necessary passageway on this journey to that fertile land of which my longing informs me. Nothing for the faint of heart! But, oh my, how very worth it is the trip, once you’ve arrived, and how so very much worth it do those dark moments feel in hindsight. So, come on, put all your chips on the table and come on board …

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    New Moon

    ByPeter Müller

    What carries me through a personal crisis? Those moments, in which I am loosing familiar faces, places – really, loosing my home in the world. With no idea what’s next and how to move on. Disruptive moments can be scary, gut-wrenching, heart-wrenching.
    Yet hidden in them lies, albeit often invisible, already this new life of mine. While everything inside of me wants to cling to my old ways, through a personal crisis life is asking me very unapologetically to come to it differently. As I turn towards this dark that has come upon me, there is a chance to discover something in this gloomy doom, a hidden treasure. Diamonds are made in intense pressure. And this moment of dark will pass, too. After all, new moon is the beginning of a new cycle. This is what transmutation is all about.

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    It takes a strong I to create

    ByPeter Müller

    The ego doesn’t have a good rep in our world, and we all know why. Yet, there is a place for ego to navigate through this world. It is, so to speak, the captain who runs the ship and takes care so we do reach our destination. Any destination. When used properly it is a great servant to help us realize what’s important to us and what we want to realize.
    In no field is this more important then in art. The creative act is such a deeply personal act, as in its truest form in comes from deep within me. As an artist, I make myself vulnerable when I present my art. So the temptation is great to smooth things into a palpable, nice way. But to be true to your art can require you to be without compromise, to be daring, to be extreme. A strong ego, a strong I, is needed, to stay the course.

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    Crippled Army

    ByPeter Müller

    There are forces in this world, so utterly destructive, they leave a seemingly endless trail of traumatized victims behind. Yet, there is also a magic that can happen, where the hurtful grain of sand turns into a pearl and we develop into the wounded healers. That’s when dark turns into light and the path of life continues. Surely we’re not leaving the world to darkness, not our own world, not the world at large. We fight for the Light! We’re the Crippled Army!

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    Sailing the Dark Sea

    ByPeter Müller

    We all want to meet the bliss of enlightenment. The path to it, though, which we call life, is rarely that simple. Generally, it is not straight, but full of contradictions and what seems to be dead ends and detours. It may lead us through tough places, but it is so worth it to continue on and to not run away from this darkness, for eventually it will lead us to where we so long to be.
    The way out, liberation, is, really, to realize that everything has been there all along, to make my peace with it.

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    The Colours Lost Their Meaning

    ByPeter Müller

    A broken heart is an injury just as much as a broken leg is. The heartache of a breakup or another kind of loss can throw us back at ourselves in a way few other things do. But there is something deeply healing about feeling the pain and sadness and letting the tears and cries flow. It helps us in letting go that which we have lost, the loved person that is gone now. A poem about loss.

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    Autumn

    ByPeter Müller

    Living my life fully is key to be able and let go gracefully when that final last goodbye comes around. It’s all about beauty. Rather than postponing life, it is good to ask yourself from time to time whether the life you are living is really the one you want to live. This is your one precious moment of being alive.
    Living fully is not for the faint of heart. And yet, there is nothing like knowing you have followed your heart, your calling, your passion, your intuition.

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    Sparkle in the Sand

    ByPeter Müller

    There is a mysterious quiet in amongst the turmoil of life that is hard to grasp, hard to explain – and yet, it is there. The eye of the storm, the peace in the hustle and bustle of life. Once I focus in on it, strangely, it makes all other things that are so loud and big seem rather momentarily and passing. Because – maybe that’s just what they are.

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    Swan Song

    ByPeter Müller

    Breaking up with a loved one is a painful tragedy. And yet, how many great stories (and heartbreak poems…) are born from tragedies. When heartbreak is on, it can feel devastating. And there’s no sugarcoating, this is so hard to be with.
    But it need not be the end of the story. This breakup poem is, really, a love poem about a greater love.

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    Flow the River Said

    ByPeter Müller

    The sensuality of nature has a way of getting me out of my head and into connection – not only with my body, but with an order and a flow that is larger than me. Even though I am trying to spend lots of time out in nature it never fails to surprise me what it does to me. How good it is.
    As I start watching, I mean, really watching nature, she teaches me about how to be. I see life with all its struggles, life with all its beauty, life as constant change. Somehow, this puts my own life into perspective, and sometimes in ways that are underneath any intellectual concept. A little bit like magic. To be in this place where my senses get tingly makes me relax about my own stuff. It’s pure medicine