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.

From Beginning to End

Greetings. Here’s a fresh post, for a new year. I’ve chosen one photo from each month of 2019. The atmospheric featured image, like the forest, was taken in January. October’s pic captures an upside down rainbow – a common phenomenon of late. December’s mysterious pic is of the moon, shining through the leaves of a close-by palm tree.

With that, I shall leave you in peace. May your life be blessed.

When winter beleaguers my troublesome bones, too often exhaustion will outweigh my pen.

“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”

― Rumi

 

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

On the Hill of Avalon

Warmest greetings. It’s been a while since we visited Glastonbury, and we felt it was time to make the pilgrimage once again. Because I am unable to travel, Amanda’s sister took my place. It was her first time in Avalon, and I think it fair to say it took her breath away. These pics, which take you from street level, to the view from St Michael’s Tower, were taken only days ago; while the featured pic was taken back in 2005. Please enjoy.

 

Lets stroll through fields and forests fair,

To touch the Earth, to breathe the air,

And take the pics we wish to share,

With all who love, and all who care.

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

On the Western Elevation

Cheers. We’re back again, while the going is good. Here are pics taken on the hill behind our house. Everything looked its best, and the sun was shining, for a change.  On the other hand, as sad as it is that so many trees are no more, due to disease, it is good to know that they were sacrificed to help preserve this ancient forest for future generations to enjoy.

Until next time, go in peace.

For no one has seen God at any time, but if there is anyone who represents God, it is the man who speaks His word. God is seen in the one who glorifies Him. But if our hearts are closed, even if we wait for a thousand years for the messenger to show himself, we shall never find him.

Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan

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Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

While it Lasts

A Happy New Year to everybody. In these photos you can see how mild, and muddy we are having it for the time of year. It was chillier, in fact, throughout July and August than it is today. You won’t hear any complaints, however, from local folk, who are enjoying it while it lasts.

My brotherly thanks to all readers, and fellow bloggers. If sometimes I can be a bit slow to respond to you, this is due entirely to the ups and downs of living daily with an infirmity.

Meanwhile, a brand new year of opportunity beckons, and, when we look for them, opportunities to do good come to each one of us every day.

With my best wishes to everyone: peace from Amras.

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The glory of creation is in its infinite diversity

And the ways our differences combine to create 

meaning, and beauty.

 Gene Roddenberry.

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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