On The Surface

I hope all readers are growing in strength of spirit, and remembering that for sudden, the worst turns the best to the brave. When we know one or more who grieve, our duty is to give them what comfort we may. It is fitting to rejoice too, if grace allows, for the sake of those who have departed in righteousness. However, and despite how difficult this might be, I feel that perhaps we should also take a moment to pray earnestly for those about to depart in unrepentant wickedness. 

When my immune system was compromised, in 2004, I was forced then to adopt a form of ‘social distancing,’ as a way of life – which I’ve practised ever since. It has kept me incarnate. I used my scarf for a face mask throughout this time, and it’s worked very well.  Habitual cleanliness should go without saying. I dare say I will continue to live thus when the world has recovered. Although we are born without any choice but eventually to depart, what happens next belongs to the balance of the choices we are making here and now. If we gaze for too long at the the dancing reflections on the surface of things only, then fear will creep triumphantly in. Where there’s faith, there’s no fear. Faith and fear refuse to exist side by side. Faith fosters courage. Courage reminds us that our duty is to each other – and lends us the strength to do right. Even when we are stuck indoors all day long. 

And now, it’s time to change gear, by introducing a little levity…

“Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn’t seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps ‘I think my friend is dead! What can I do?’ The operator says: ‘Calm down, I can help. First, let’s make sure he’s dead.’ There is a silence, then a shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says ‘OK, now what?'”

I want to thank all readers and followers. I do appreciate your dropping by – and if I’m slow getting back to you, please bear with me. Finally, before I forget, the above pics were taken in March 2007. Be well everyone. 

Now we know that for those who love God all things are working together for good…

Romans 8:28

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

 

Amethyst, Earth, and Glory

Amethyst

 

Earth

 

And Glory

 

In a corner of the garden, one crocus looks over a little amethyst Buddha, while another stands guard beneath the old stone bench. A third crocus greets the sun, and old leaves make a warm blanket for the bulbs in waiting. And now that spring is here, glorious summer doesn’t feel too far away.

These pics are a day or two old, I took them just to share, please enjoy.

 

My next subject is for care givers.

Between 2007, and 2012, I was bed-bound 24/7.  Since then I have been able to enjoy short periods on my feet, providing I’m propped up with a stick or two.  The point being, that I’ve had many bed sores, and know how serious they are.

The good news is that when I started lying with my skin against a clean bath towel, the problem became easy to manage. Tiny particles that can irritate the skin fall between the strands of the towel, where they do less harm, if any.

This has saved on the high cost of propriety creams, and suchlike.

So, if you know anybody who has a family member that is bed-bound, then why not pass it on.

My thanks if you do.

 

Until next time, and may it be soon, thank you, everyone, and may your Easter be a sacred one. Namaste from Amras.

May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.
Celtic Prayer 

 

Crocus

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

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