Time Flies

 

Greetings, I hope to find you well. This is the first of a two parter where all pics were taken at the same location, but separated by a year. Whilst this year, our Summer has been somewhat wonderful (for the majority of non-farming folk), last year wasn’t always quite so good. Today’s pics, however, were taken on a particularly beautiful day during August ’17.

Tempus Fugit, and in one year so very much has flown swiftly by. Yet still the growing tale of events accelerates us ever further onwards. Although a year is a relatively short time for an aging adult, for the millions of tiny creatures who inhabit every inch of the natural landscape in our pics, it is a millennium. How inconceivably quickly time flies for tiny critters. I see no reason not to suppose that unimaginably vast beings are inhabiting spaces forever imperceptible to us, and whose lifespans endure far beyond any measure of time we might care to believe. Yet if even these hypothetical souls had a beginning, then they must as surely have an end. Therefore, it is fair to say that for them time probably flies in a relative way too.

My mother would often remark on the beauty of this world, and express her sadness that one day we have to leave. Nowadays I doubt strongly that she would swap her present environment for the troubled world she left behind. Our time here is flying, I think it’s best to practise kindness, and no matter how strong the temptation, to avoid wrongdoing.

Now, in the blink of a blackbird’s eye, all our time has flown on by.

Part two to follow. Namaste, and peace from Amras.

“Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.” ~ Erich Fromm.

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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The Blink of A Blackbird’s Eye

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Greetings to my fellow bloggers, and readers.  This post will be, perforce, fairly brief. My health hasn’t been too good of late, and a hospital was in need of a visit.  All is good again now though, and I plan to continue my sojourn through the material world; wanting as I do, to see whatever might happen next.

The photos above show some of the glories of the last few weeks, I sincerely hope you enjoyed them, because I have many more like them for posts to come.

“The Blink of A Blackbird’s Eye” when compared to the span of a day, resembles the stretch of a single life, spent in the world of matter, against the life of the spirit, spent in eternity.

To finish, I can’t think of anything more suitable for the times afoot than the words below.

 

I forgive everything, everyone, every experience,

every memory of the past or present that needs forgiveness.

I forgive positively everyone.

I also forgive myself for past mistakes.

The Source is Love, and I am forgiven and governed by universal love alone.

This love is now readjusting my life. Realising this, I abide in peace.

Charles Fillmore.

 

Namaste from Amras.