An Enchanted Ingress

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Hello there to all readers. This whimsical pixie doorway exists somewhere in England. I suspect it’s hidden from mortal eyes, normally; yet Amanda spotted it, serendipitously, one day during her travels. Hence the pic.

It reminds me of a time, long ago, when I allowed a friend to take me on a journey by way of a guided visualisation. I became a case study for his psychotherapy assignment. This doorway is just like the one he bade me walk through at the beginning of our first session. Looking back, I remember it was a fascinating, and revealing experience, and one which I would recommend any keen psychonaut to undertake.

The last few weeks have continued to challenge my health, and I find myself quite exhausted for much of the time. As a consequence of this, it can take me a while to catch up with online developments. Please bear with me, and thank you so much, as always, for dropping by.

So, with the sound of hooting coming from the tawny owl perched just outside my window, it’s farewell from the faerie realms, (and until next time, along with prayers of peace for our human world, it’s best wishes from me).

 

The ego wants what you do to be important. As a way of intruding on your spirituality and delaying the truth, it tries to make what you do in the world important and special.
How can anything that occurs in an illusion be important if you actually understand it’s not real?
Only forgiveness and your healing matter. True, that kind of a teaching may not be the basis for a popular religion that takes over the world and tells everybody else how they should be living their lives – but it is definitely the truth.
~ The Disappearance of the Universe

 

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.

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From Horizon to Horizon

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A warm welcome to you, dear readers. The photos above were taken by Luke, during his Christmas stay in Scotland. He is a fortunate fellow indeed, Scotland is one of my greatest loves, and one of the reasons why I miss travelling so very much.

The Highlands are one of the few places in these isles where you can find a spot, and gaze from horizon to horizon, aware that you might be the only living human being in that landscape. A vanishingly rare experience in such a crowded land.

On another note, if my monthly postings dry up this year, it might be because my ancient Mac is bleeding memory fast. It needs replacing more or less immediately. Our plan to replace the computer has been affected (among other things) by our government, which has plundered the social lifelines from us disabled folk. I am putting it mildly, but it is so. One wonders how they intend to spend their spoils.

For my part, I would not want to leave this world with the knowledge that I have so cruelly hurt so many who were helpless, and in my care. Especially when a great many of us became this way, one way or another, in the service of this country.

To be clear, I’ve had worse, and these words are not meant to convey any despondency. Far from it. The simple truth that I hope to convey, is that a clear conscience makes a peaceful heart, no matter what. When one door closes, a thousand swing open, and that part of us charged with the care of our moral wellbeing, our conscience, knows which way to take us. So please strive always to be of good cheer.

There will be more from Scotland next month, if posting is possible. Until then let us all remain ever true to our love and trust of the fathomless and blissful divine.

Peace, and Namaste from Amras.

 

“In solemn truth I tell you

that in so far as you withheld such services 

from one of the humblest of these,

   you withheld them from me.’’ 

                

Weymouth New Testament.

 

 

 

Photography ©Luke Moloney.