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Released from Eden

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Greetings to all. It has taken a little longer for me to be getting on with things, this post was intended to go out last weekend, but, unfortunately, I’ve been spending days in excruciating pain, (as must all who carry a chronic condition.)

Although I spent a day in hospital, I, and my consultant both know that apart from the care and support that I already receive, (and for which I am immeasurably grateful,) there is very little that can be done for me in the allopathic field. From my perspective, however, hospital tests are useful monitors, helping me to make informed choices for my developing needs.

Meanwhile, we as a family were negotiating one of life’s larger crossroads. But that is another story, and one which I would love to write about. Maybe soon.

Right, back to the post, with more from The Eden Project, or, Edenva, as the locals are said to call it. There will be one more post from Eden soon, but for now, I hope you enjoyed the above; and, hats off to Amanda for her camera skills.

There are so many fine writers, poets, artists, photographers, thinkers, and wits, on WP;  I want to say thank you to all.  And, If I’m ever a little late getting back to you please forgive me. Here’s a little something I feel you might enjoy:

 

Ten Fun Facts:

1. You can’t wash your eyes with soap.

2. You can’t count your hair.

3. You can’t breathe through your nose, with your tongue out.

4. You just tried no. 3.

6. When you did no. 3, you realised it’s possible, only you look like a dog.

7. You’re smiling right now because you were fooled.

8. You skipped no. 5.

9. You just checked to see if there is a number 5. 

10. Share this with your friends to have some fun too.

Anonymous genius.

 

Namaste, and peace, from Amras.

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

 

A Feast of Eden

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One thing about England, is the way that in just a day, you can travel the world over, and still get home in time for tea. It’s like beaming instantly to different countries. Inside its impressive ‘Bio-domes,’ the Eden Project provides recreation for rain-soaked Brits, and our welcome visitors.

The Eden Project looks to me, like an interplanetary base. A sort of travellers rest for jaded space explorers.  These pics were taken when Amanda visited, in 2010. I hope you like them. I am planning two follow-up posts from Eden for the near future.

As my health has been pretty poor of late, I have just had tests done at home, which will be discussed during my coming hospital visit.  Healing prayers sincerely welcomed.

With that, I shall bow out, gracefully. Wishing you peace, and fulfilment – Namaste from Amras.

 

“Finally, may we indeed, keep in our hearts, that our humble blogs are the spirits that keep the World Wide Web humane. Let us use this gift to flourish as people! Let us cherish one another! And be thankful for one another, because at some point, we touch our respective lives.”  ~ Aina Balagtas https://lyricssentimentsandme.wordpress.com

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eden_Project

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

 

Greenhorn to Angel

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Namaste, and greetings. It has taken more time than I intended to get back to you with part two of our Hanbury Hall pics.  The ol’ ‘condition’ kicked in, and I was challenged to do anything; other than *endure.

But, with the summer rain gently drenching the chestnut trees outside my window, I feel good to go.

A house that has been frozen in time, the visitors are the only things that move.  All this opulence, yet the dinner plates remain forever empty.  The wooden toys remind me of many still being sold when I was small. Very disappointing things they were too, (apart from Airfix models, and Mecano sets.)  I possessed many more books than I did toys, and spent as much time as I could in the woods, exploring.

A good friend of Amanda owns a house like this, and, to keep the house aired in the days before I became house-bound, she would very kindly ask us to move in while she was abroad. This way, I have experienced both homelessness, and stateliness; and for me, somewhere in between seems best.

I shall take this opportunity to thank our friends and followers, and to wish you a very blessed summer/winter, where ever on Earth you happen to be.

Until next time, from this greenhorn who wishes to become an angel, peace from Amras.

 

Remember (Your Name),

The first thing that I taught you

After you woke from your long sleep

In my womb – was Love.

 

 

*I’ve had some medical attention this week, and a hospital visit has been arranged for next month. I’ll let you know.

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

The Story Goes

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Greetings dear readers. A few days ago, Amanda and Luke went to Hanbury Hall, where they took these pics for us. Hanbury Hall is a stately home situated somewhere in Worcestershire, (pronounced ‘wustersher’,) and is the property of our National Trust. It is also open to the public all year round.

Such ‘wealth’ on show, yet sorrow cannot be bought off. The story goes that the former owner of the house died tragically, leaving no heirs. But, would one not be inclined to imagine that to live in such a house would be paradise? I think not, certain as I am that stateliness never cancelled karma.

Being housebound, I don’t get to experience these places any more, and so I am immeasurably grateful that my family enjoy going out with their cameras to capture these images for me.  And, I, in return, like to share them with you. I hope you like them.

I will post the pics from the inside of the house next time, which (all being well,) will be soon.  My body hasn’t  fared comfortably this year so far, and any healing wishes you send will be very gratefully received.

So, with my sincerest thanks to all my fellows, and followers, ’til next time, peace, and namaste from Amras.

 

“Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not;

but remember that what you now have

was once among the things you only hoped for.” Author Unknown 

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

 

1-Pan-Densities

Consciousness is key – please enjoy:

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Imagine a dot: 1

 

2nd Density

Now, imagine another dot, and draw a line from one dot to the other: 2

 

3rd Density

Now imagine that the line is the shadow of a needle: 3

 4th Density

 Now, place a tiny flee on your needle,

and let him go for a walk around the needle,

 – It takes a little time: 4

Imagined

Now remind yourself that all this is happening in your imagination: 5

You have just experienced dimensions one to five.

One double musical helix for Tappas 2spotty

“Work appears when the worker is ready”.

Let us be in the service of our beloved sisters and brothers,

that God will open the closed gates,

placing us at the exact position where required hands lack.

André Luiz

 

Namaste, and peace, from Amras.

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.

Softly Sung

So Softly Sung

 

The rains of spring sink deep to bring the growing world to life. And, the seeds of wisdom, when planted in the minds of  youth, blossom when the all-pervading rains of  synchronicity have nourished the soul’s understanding.

This post was delayed by weeks because immediately after preparing the artwork above, I mislaid it. Happily, a few moments ago it turned up again. I decided to post it promptly.  It represents the season, and the roots of burgeoning natural life.

Until the next time, wish me strength, for my body often fails these days. With my thanks to all readers and bloggers –  namaste; and peace from Amras.

 

I hope that I may grow with age, in the wisdom that best serves youth.

 

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.

Blushing Petals – Pink Pines

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Greetings, I have managed to spend a few minutes surrounded by the glory of nature. Whilst there, I took these pics for sharing. I hope you enjoy them – and that there will be many more to come. My health issues have been quite severe since last I posted, but the sights and sounds of the garden are amongst the best medicines I know.

The young butterfly stretched his wings, and allowed me to guard him from the beak of the watchful robin. And then, when ready, he made his maiden flight; and I wished him well.

And, I wish you dear readers, peace, for all time. Amras.

 

May my thoughts be ever pure,

From true love my actions spring,

May my ways be strong, and sure,

And my heart, life’s praises sing.

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

Hortensio’s Delights

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These tulips are a gift for your eyes. I hope you like them. They represent my thanks to all our followers, and friends.

The weather is improving, and, in my thoughts, I fondly anticipate the days of summer to come.

A few days ago, I came across the enthusiastically named “Cathar Prophesy of 1244″, and, because I felt that the words were both inspired, and inspiring, I decided to share them with you on this post.

 

THE CATHAR PROPHECY OF 1244 AD  concerning the RE-ESTABLISHMENT OF THE INNER CHURCH OF LOVE

It has no fabric, only understanding.

It has no membership, save those who know they belong.

It has no rivals, because it is non-competitive.

It has no ambition for it seeks only to serve.

It knows no boundaries for nationalism’s are unloving.

It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.

It acknowledges all great Teachers of all the ages who have shown the truth of Love.

Those who participate, practise the Truth of Love in all their beings.

There is no walk of life or nationality that is a barrier. Those who are, know.

It seeks not to teach but to be, and by being, enrich.

It recognises that the way we are may be the way of those around us because we are that way.

It recognises the whole planet as a Being of which we are a part.

It recognises that the time has come for the supreme transmutation, the ultimate alchemical act of conscious change of the ego into a voluntary return to the whole.

It does not proclaim itself with a loud voice but in the subtle realms of loving.

It salutes all those in the past who have blazoned the path but have paid the price.

It admits no hierarchy or structure, for no one is greater than another.

Its members shall know each other by their deeds and being and by their eyes and by no other outward sign save the fraternal embrace.

Each one will dedicate their life to the silent loving of their neighbour and environment and the planet, whilst carrying out their task however exalted or humble.

It recognises the supremacy of the great idea which may only be accomplished if the human race practises the supremacy of Love.

It has no reward to offer either here or in the hereafter save that of the ineffable joy of being and loving.

Each shall seek to advance the cause of understanding, doing good by stealth and teaching only by example.

They shall heal their neighbour, their community and our Planet.

They shall know no fear and feel no shame and their witness shall prevail over all odds.

It has no secret, no arcanum, no initiation save that of true understanding of the power of Love and that, if we want it to be so, the world will change – but only if we change ourselves first.

ALL THOSE WHO BELONG, BELONG. THEY BELONG TO THE CHURCH OF LOVE.

 

And with that, until the next post, I bid you peace; and namaste from Amras.

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

Boat And Box

 

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Hello dear readers,  the above pics were taken some days ago. Because I am incapable of leaving my room for more than a few minutes at a time, my two favourite photographers take their cameras, (in this case, iPhones,) and share with me images from their walks as they go along. This gives me a sense of what it feels like to be out there. The last few weeks have been especially difficult, but I hope to gain a little mobility when the weather stays warm. Then I will venture into our garden, and sit beneath the blossoming magnolia tree again.

For now, I hope you like the pics, and I hope to return with something new to share; sooner rather than later.

Namaste from Amras.

 

“The wisest Spirit would not affirm dogmatically the point in which matter ends and Spirit begins.” ~ Chico Xavier.

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

The Gift of Flowers

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Namaste dear readers, it seems that the primal cosmic kindnesses of shining sun and sky couldn’t wait for another day to display their love for the gardens of the earth. Or to put it another way, the sun came out and the gardens awoke; always a big deal in England.

I grabbed my stick, donned my hat, and took these pics to share with you. I sincerely hope you like them.

Along with my thanks to readers, I wish to thank *Salvino D’Armate, for inventing spectacles, without which, I, and many of you, I dare say, would not even be able to read this post, or ever enjoy the gift of flowers.

I wish you Peace in perpetuity, Amras.

 

 The world is dying

only for the people

who strive to kill it,

But for the people

who love and care

for the world, it is

just being born.

~ “For Dad” by Luke Moloney (aged six.)

 

 

* I wonder what he’s doing now.

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

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