I dream of London
walking down its petite, winding streets,
surrounded by its many venerable buildings,
its mercurial sky above, my feet touching its ground
looking for you,
only you
I go to all the places you took me to
the dancing parade of carnival participants in Notting Hill
crossing Westminster bridge to the Big Ben
I let go of your hand to get a snapshot
you and me both admiring the architecture of London,
cathedrals, old and modern buildings reflected in the Thames
while you fill me in on the gaps in your life

london skyline at the riverI had missed all those years apart
strolling through your childhood neighborhood
along the fields of Finsbury Park
past the old railroad tracks
how light my feet and heart feel
here by your side
down the canals, taking a peak at the many houseboats
that also depict London;
these are my most beautiful memories
of time spent with a man.

I dream of us in London
together, connecting again
when I close my eyes and let myself surrender again
you are still here, love
such a harmonious surrender to love
between you and me,
this perfect symmetry of opposites
so beautifully matched, so intense
london islington viewthis dance of light and dark,
yin and yang
the wonder of the universe,
creation itself unfolding
right here in our hands
spilling over from
our love making and your buddhist prayers
under your slanted window,
and this dreamy, unpredictable London sky above us
as we catch the dust of the stars
and fall deeply into each other
with our hearts and bodies.

london st pauls at duskI dream of my sweet return to London
coming back to those petite, winding streets
so different from the city I call home
where we walked, hand in hand
never felt such belonging before with anyone
and the mere opportunity of catching
a glimpse of you in its streets
makes my heart leap with joy
the kind only you can bring on;
taking 91 to your street
familiar shops and that little park down the block
as I disembark the bus,
I wonder for a second, if I should have stayed away;
standing outside your house,
waiting for you...
maybe it rains a little
and I remember the pink umbrella I left with you.
I imagine the sun is there
for when you return home
the look on your face of surprise,
that beautiful smile on your face,
as you realize, I never left you
and the grace of a universe
full of miraculous possibilities
moves in you and I alike.

london light and water tunnels

london church in the light

london buddhist prayer

london under the weight of the shade

london carnival in camden

london house boat flowers

london big ben

london hidden park pond2

london notting hill on fire

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above the underground by nya g fleron front book coverAbove the Underground

A Sci-fi Novel by Nya Gregor Fleron

Above the Underground is about a young woman Sera, who comes to New York in year 2042 to study. New York has become an underground city since the Final War in 2020, where most of the East Coast of the U.S. was obliterated by bioweapons. NY is still a prominent city tightly governed by a mysterious group of people ‘the Ustodians’ who are running the city under very strict guidelines. Her real journey of the mind and spirit starts when Sera begins to dig under the surface of this apparently well-functioning city.A number of events and encounters of people throw her unwillingly into a reality and a city, which is much different from the New York she first encountered and gradually her experience of the world expands to new dimensions.The book is about a woman’s and a city’s empowering awakening. Even in the darkest of places a light exists. It is not essential to find the light, it is essential being it.

“There were no rays of sunlight coming in through cracks or windows, bringing a little warmth to the place.There were only endless street tunnels and railways stretching and winding like big fat snakes, sleeping in their domain, waiting to smell their prey and devour it. But they said this was now the safest place in the world to live, since the division of powers in the world had shifted and the weakest had taken the positions of the strongest.”

Part 1, Chapter III

alchemy-circle"There are three gates of liberation if you like, three cities much like the ones associated with the Goddess you have been named after that unites the chemistry experiment: the material, astral and causal. You get a chance to mix those together in your alembic and boom a wedding of chemical proportions is what we are looking at."
Part II: Chapter 15

lovers"By impulse, she looked above her. On the branches of the peppermint tree, birds had gathered. In the invisible spaces that she could see when she called herself back to the state she had been in at Helena’s house, she saw beings smiling to her. They had gathered around Kama and Lalita, wherever there was space. She could see their faces at the very back of the garden, where the star jasmine spread its stems. With the sound of the birds above and the earth vibrating underneath, she knew they all urged her to let go, to feel the earth and sky sing to her, to let her take in the glory of it all."
Part III: Chapter 33

kalisgift-anovelbyNYA-hzKali’s Gift is a timeless tale of love and spirituality, set in the desert land of Perth, Australia. A well-educated and enigmatic couple who have lived a reclusive life for many years invite a young woman artist named Lalita into their home and life. Though clearly independent in her expression and personality, Lalita is unknowingly thrown into a strange world of magic and meditation, love and alchemy, where she is destined to be profoundly transformed and in turn to transform the people around her. In the alembic of this story, you will find an alchemical composition of mysticism, dreams, transformational art, love triangles, ecstatic and astral awakenings and entanglements of magical and spiritual proportions that may astound you or at least captivate your heart and mind.

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