Softly Whispered

 Now David had been told, “Ahithophel is among the conspirators with Absalom.” So David prayed, “Lord, turn Ahithophel’s counsel into foolishness.”

Greetings. In March I wrote a little about forgiving. This is extremely difficult to achieve when we are experiencing the unforgivable. However, if we are seeking sincerely for a way to forgive those who hurt us, perhaps we might feel inspired to pray very simply from our deepest hearts, like David once did, that their wicked deeds shall simply come to nothing.

Rancour is the chain that binds the wingèd soul to pain – and wings that were designed to fly might never span the sky again.

About the pics. The elevated path winds lazily through forested avenues, where celestial streams of golden light dance freely with the drifting shadows – and welcomes all with softly whispered breezes to the golden throne of the eternal crowned sun.

I hope our readers are standing firmly in the sunshine of inner peace. Despite the rising clamour of external events, personal victory is born in silence. 

Meanwhile, winter lingers in my bones, demanding time and effort for every little task. So I will take this opportunity to thank everyone who finds time to spend with our posts. After a recent update, it has become almost impossible to ‘like’ blogs on any device. This nuisance has happened before, but the talents of this blogging community deserves attention. So I will take this opportunity to thank everyone who finds time to spend with our posts. It is an honour, because yours are brilliant. I hope to be back soon, until then, peace, stay well, and be strong.

“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

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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The Grace of The World

Greetings. I have been a bit more poorly than usual for a while, so please do bear with me if this post seems brief. All of our lives are in transition, and nothing exists but all that is becoming. Only the giver of grace is eternally motionless, yet waits far ahead of all that moves, in the silences of forever.

One of the nicest things I find about our community is the respect we share, and I wish for the happiest of futures to find their way fast to all our doorsteps.

These pics were taken today, at Kingsbury Water Park in the West Midlands, UK. Please enjoy.

Until next time, and may it be soon. Peace from Amras.

“When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be ……I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”

~Wendell Berry, “The Peace of Wild Things”

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Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

Immanent Domain

Immanent Domain

Thank so much, you to my fellow bloggers, for your ongoing encouragement and advice; you always help to keep me going: and  I am very grateful.

May you all enjoy great celebrations over the next several days, as I intend to do.  Our son’s birthday being on the winter solstice, (while Amanda’s birthday is on the summer solstice,) I am surrounded by children of the mystery, and I love it.

Tonight’s artwork, plays with the notion of “eminent domain” but here given in a wholesome and heavenly context. After all, if we are to create a better world for our descendants, then even the ways we construct sentences must be weighed and focussed upon that end. Mindfulness of language is intended to encourage a U-turn in the deepest seat of consciousness, so that lost becomes found, and confusion becomes clarity.  And after all, who doesn’t want to be reborn into a better world?

I hope to return before Christmas, but for now, enjoy this momentous day, and  Namaste from Amras.

Summer solstice
Summer solstice (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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

Winter solstice
Winter solstice (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Art ©Francis Moloney: 2012.

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