Entre2nuages, means between two clouds, between two passing clouds, really .

It is the uncluttered space where blue, crystal clear, unimpeded radiant sky is nakedly visible.

You know the kind of a clear day over the mountains, the desert, the ocean, where the sheer lucidity of space is even capable of arresting the endless flow of thoughts and mental arguments?

Entre2nuages, is a reminder of that ineffable nature which is never lost even though clouds may from time to time cover it up for a while. After the thickest cover, the most ferocious storm, there always comes a time when, entre 2 nuages, the sky appears again, unimpeded, unaffected, perfectly open, as it has never moved from.

Allegorically, it represents the state of mind at ease, where emotions are pacified and the waves of thoughts rolling over the heightened sense perceptions creating suffering and suffering of suffering, simply are left to break over the sandy shore, like a child ball thrown on the beach, gently rolls up to a halt, having disturbed nothing.

Entre2nuages is where you see the birds flying in the wide expanse, leaving no trace behind. Whence did they come? Where will they land? None even a spur to tell. It is the place where one has drawn elaborate designs on the water surface, as soon as they appeared, there it was gone again, Whence did they come? Where did they merge? Not a hint to tell.

Finally Entre2nuages is the muffled echo of an infinite Wisdom, I once was there to hear, among myriads of forms with no definite shapes, among fountains of sounds, with no trace, yet clearing, reminding, uncovering ever anew this space where mind can recognise its true nature.

In that space, so many apparitions

In that space, so many manifestations

Arising like a feu d’artifice,

Sometimes friendly, sometimes scaring

Which we take possessions of

Like a child does imagine

Holding the colours of a rainbow

In your hands, though, nothing

Around you though, nothing

But the faint murmur of a river

Which you once thought had crossed the sky

Yet, like the birds, it left no trace

Yet like the birds, its imprint sowed seeds

Of your pleasure, your fears, your greed.

Dancing with the illusions of the Arisen

Flirting with the rays of light without essence

Cajoling hopes and fears through memories

Acting like the child warring imaginary foes

Exhausting ourselves endlessly in the stream of thoughts

Which we importantly believe to have true foundations

Let it rest, and be, - just as it is, is already perfect.

Entre2nuages therefore is playing with the shapes of the clouds, bringing rain to drought areas, humidity which appears as the precious diamond droplets of the morning dew, the beings activities which arise to benefit, heal, support, naturally affording refuge in the manner which is needed.

I hope you will enjoy it, reflections, activities, everyday useful things, we hope to bring you, a glimpse to remind us of the warm yet gentle sun breaking through the clouds,

in that ever present unobstructed space.

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