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.

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Time, Tides, and Tidiness

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Namaste, and greetings. I’ll not write much today, except to say that with Spring being so close, it’s time to brandish cameras and head into the great outdoors again. Amanda took hers down to Surrey, in London’s South West, where our son lives. Here they strolled, and saw the sights above.

Canals are a common site in Britain. During their hey-day, they were a super fast highway for go-ahead businesses. Now they’re mainly for leisure purposes.

Our son particularly wanted Amanda to see Eric Clapton’s old guitar, so they ended up at Sullivans Wine Bar, (even tough Amanda doesn’t drink.) I enjoyed seeing the “Keep Britain Tidy” poster.  Not so long ago society didn’t care, and you had to watch where you were stepping.  Comparatively speaking, soiled streets are almost a thing of the past here now;  just like Concorde. I remember when Concorde was a grand dream for the future, though now it may said to stand beside the skeletons of dinosaurs. Tempus tends to fugit quite a lot of late.

But nevertheless, what grander wonders are awaiting us just around that next corner?

Until next time, thank you for reading, and peace from Amras.

 

Share with others, not only your knowledge, but those doubts that you may have,

because in speaking words, you are then able to control the thoughts. ~ Salumet.

 

 

Photography ©Amanda Moloney.