Uppercase Urban Ambles

A long time ago, before we arrived, the stage was all set for matter alive. Each one a rung on the spiralling stair, we all belong in each other’s care.

Namaste, and sincere greetings to all readers. Last weekend, Amanda was back in the capital, on business. With a blog post in mind, she rose with the dawn to take these pics while the streets were free from the morning throngs. And what a beautiful day it was, which seems quite providential when you think about it, because since the weekend we find ourselves scudding through April monsoons once again.

Here in this ancient city, we walk on roads old and new. Here things that came into existence a long time ago endure alongside things now becoming. If this place should stand come two millennia hence, I wonder how much, if any of what we see today will remain.

We belong to our time, as the builders of the wooden ships that sailed from here belonged to theirs. They too walked on roads old and new. If we were they, would we do things differently?

Fortunately, it doesn’t matter, because metaphysical speculation doesn’t increase knowledge. And none of us here are qualified to judge the soul of any other, even though we may taste perforce the rotten fruits of their ignoble labours. However, the divine gift, freely given at birth, which is the knowledge of right and wrong, unites us more intimately with the hearts of our noble ancestors than do all the handmade things they left for us to own, no matter how greatly valued, or even useful they are.

We know only too well the wrongs that were committed by certain ancestors, for we are charged with fixing them. While we observe the blind leading the blind to perdition, divine honour gently reminds us to work hard at keeping our personal lives clean, and above all, blameless. And to know that no matter how painful and difficult our individual lives may be, we are charged with the duty to say no when we are called upon to hurt, steal, cheat, lie and kill. It is as easy as that, where is the confusion?

I love the lonely palm tree, flourishing in exile, and reminding the riverbank of long ago, in a very different time, when lions and crocodiles were familiar feeders around here.

We want to express our gratitude to all who enjoy dropping by, there will be more photos taken during that morning in the big city coming soon. Until then, take care of your thoughts, strive to keep a light heart, and keep in mind at all times the fact that you are a child of the divine creation, no matter what anyone ignorant of this self-evident fact might believe.

Peace from Amras.

Willing to experience aloneness, I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear, I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss, I am given unimaginable gifts;
Surrendering into emptiness, I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me. Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so, Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is pure delight, To honor it is true devotion.

~ Psychotherapist Jennifer Welwood.

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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The Winners Take All

 

 

 

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We study so hard, reading, practicing, meditating, ever more and more; to generate ever more inspiration for ourselves.

In consequence of this, if we are ethical and discerning individuals, who follow our hearts, we will encode our bodies with the genetic and subtle information intended to ensure that in the future, we are *born knowing, and owning all that material.

This releases the old stresses from our minds, and we are now set free to explore ever greater heights of awareness, and unity.

Just as our ancestors strove for our sakes, so we strive to develop the light of learning within ourselves, on the behalf those waiting to be born. It is for our honour.

As surely as that for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, the consequences for souls who “turn a blind eye” to other’s suffering are certain to be unhappiness in equal measure. It’s blindingly obvious.

A future blessed by innocence, or marred by guilt are the choices we face; and, either way, the winners take all.

Kindness is the key to the door of the branch of knowledge that is useful – and harmless is the fruit that life craves most.

 

*We are born with every breath.

 

Until next time, with good wishes from Amras – who is functioning currently at acceptable parameters; Namaste.

 

 

“A hundred times every day I remind myself that

my inner and outer life depend upon the labours of other men, living and dead,

and that I must exert myself in order to give in the measure

as I have received and am still receiving.”

~ Albert Einstein.

The images were taken at Chichester Cathedral ~ Photography ©Luke Moloney.