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.

 

 

 

 

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Expect Things to Improve

SkyShriYantra

This is just a quick note to say that I am still here, and my health is holding out, (thankfully). The reason I’ve been unable to post for so long is the extreme connection issue happening around these parts, plus the fact that my computer is in its dotage.

Never mind, we are working on it, and expect things to improve, shortly.

Meanwhile, I would like to thank every reader who drops by; and, all being well, we should see more posts appearing here soon.

Until then, peace, and namaste.

 

“I AFFIRM GENTLE HEALING FOR THE PLANET AND PEACE AND HARMONY FOR ALL.”

This is the Circle of Intention Affirmation – pass it on!

Artwork ©F. Moloney.

Appearances

Appearances

 

As individuals, working out our freedom, we want to get away from argument, from hurts, from trying to force our opinions on others, from pretending, and from the feeling that we have to suffer other people’s criticism. This can be come in one, and only one, way: by seeing right through all this camouflage to the eternal Spirit back of each one of us, the One Mind in which we all “live and move and have our be­ing.” All are made out of the same Stuff. When we unify, in love, with Life, we talk in a universal language with which we can speak to prince or pauper.

~ Ernest Holmes.

 

When wickedness throws down the gauntlet, victory belongs to hearts at peace.

Boy, have I got a story to tell you. Over the holiday, our savings were gutted by parties unidentified. They left us with fresh air to pay our winter bills. Bad time to pick on disabled folk.

Alongside this, Amanda had a punctured tyre, and my stairlift broke down, imprisoning me. Things looked bad.

However, after three phone calls, and no loss of comfort, everything was fixed. We sold a few things, and the rolling storm was transformed back into a fragrant zephyr. I expect fully, that when the perpetrator(s) are rumbled, our stolen monies will be returned too. This story can only get better.

So, there it is. It was bad, but we’ve weathered worse. It made no dent on the peace, and sacredness of our Christmas, and neither should it have. I dearly hope that every reader had a peaceful celebration too.

 

Today, for the first time this New Year, I found the stamina to write a little. While I would love to blog more, my health is a challenging companion. Winter is my least favourite time of year, (except when it snows), because all my activities are so severely curtailed. Darn!

Be that as it may, I hope sincerely, that you, dear reader, are of good cheer today. I hope too that you enjoyed the quote by the brilliant Ernest Holmes, it will be the last for now. Although it’s been a couple of decades since I read his books, I remember them very fondly still.

For a great close-up view, why not try tapping on the above pic. This photo, taken in Limassol, Cyprus, amused me, and seemed àpropos of our story, inasmuch as it just goes to show that appearances are illusionary indeed.

Until next time, peace, and namaste from Amras.

 

“When the soul is without blemish, it can rise far above the highest mountains.”  

~ Apollonius.

Photography ©Francis Moloney.

Beauty in The Dark

Beauty in The Dark

We all came here to find those friends, 

On whom our happiness depends, 

Who, lost in thickest forests now, 

Are seeking solace out of sight, 

And when we finally embrace,

Their trust, regained within the night,

We’ll leave the forests, hand in hand,

To fly back home, and reunite. 

 

 

One night, while walking with my martial arts teacher, we saw a man stop to watch ballet dancers through a studio window. He stayed for just a moment before disappearing into the night.  “For a moment in time,” my teacher said, “He found beauty in the dark.” And, ‘moments in time’ are all that we have. I liked that, especially as I understand that moments in time are all that we may share; and, I felt it advisable to create the sort of moments for others that I would like others to create for me.

 

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Generally speaking, the man who is misunderstood, who is frequently criticized,

is likely to be doing something worth­while. It is the person with whom everyone agrees

that is lost in the mass of mediocrity. The head that lifts itself above the others has

the rock thrown at it, so we need not be concerned when people criticize us.

Of course it is normal to want people to like us, and a good thing to say to ourselves

when people criticize us is: “If people knew me better they would like me.”

This is literally true, for if we could know every man in the right way

we would certainly find something in him to admire.  

~ Ernest Holmes.

 

 

Snowman

 

 

With thanks, and best wishes to all our readers, and followers. In case poor health prevents me from posting again before Christmas, I will take this opportunity now to wish you all the very best, and happiest Yuletide, ever.

 

~ Namaste from Amras.

 

 

 

Artwork ©Francis Moloney.

See All Our Days To Come As Blooms

Reds & Yellows

 

 See all our days to come as blooms,

Our pasts, are roots,

And time, our stems,

Then let the rain fall on our leaves,

To celebrate experience.

Greetings from poorly Amras. Still experiencing problems with my eyes, got to squint to write. Once, after I had undergone a couple of eye operations, one of my teachers told me we don’t need eyes to ‘see’.  I took much comfort from this.

And, having worked in casualty departments for decades, I have always been astounded at just how tough people can be. It is truly astonishing, just how much that folk can overcome; particularly the young.  And I have always found much comfort in this too. This is the sort of comfort I would like to share.

My thanks now to all readers and followers, I hope to be back soon, with lots more lovely pics to show you. Until then, Namaste, and peace from Amras.

“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.