For a little while now, my computer has been having hiccups. They are not improving, so it’s booked in to see the Doctor in a couple of days time. Fingers crossed it’s fixable. I do need more RAM etc, anyway, so it’s a wait and see what happens…
In the meantime, apologies for not visiting your blogs, and making comments. It’s just too hard at the moment.
I had a busy weekend attending a dressage event, and hope to show you some images from that once these issues are sorted. Till then, have a great week everyone!
“The man who follows nature and not groundless opinions is independent of all things. For in reference to what is enough for nature, every possession is riches — but in reference to unlimited desires, even the grea”The man who follows nature and not groundless opinions is independent of all things. For in reference to what is enough for nature, every possession is riches — but in reference to unlimited desires, even the greatest wealth [is not riches but poverty].”
test wealth [is not riches but poverty].” Epicurus
I often think of that rare fulfilling joy, when I am in the presence of some wonderful alignment of events. Where the light, the colour, the shapes and the balance all interlock so beautifully that I feel truly overwhelmed by the wonder of it. – Charlie Waite
Behind the colourful reality of life is the beautiful glow of Heaven’s gate concealed.
Tove Ejlert Pedersen
“To fly high and to fall deep is better than never to have flown at all”
Tove Ejlert Pedersen
A view of and a view from Hallgrímskirkja, the largest church in Iceland. After the endless ancient cathedrals of mainland Europe (although beautiful) this modern church, started in 1945 and completed in1986, is a breath of fresh air.
“When you get to the end of all the light you know and it’s time to step into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things shall happen: either you will be given something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.”
– Edward Teller
Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
Noticing the beauty in the commonplace, in the ordinary, keeps our senses alive.
My dear Miss Poptoe,
It is with no little pleasure that I write to inform you that my poultry cup runneth o'er. Four elegant pullets are busily engaged in reducing the population of slugs, snails and similar enemies of the gardener, and to add to my joy, yesterday one of them presented me with her first ovoid offering. Moreover, they are truly an ornamental delight; the two white birds have subtle chestnut streaks, whilst the two chestnuts are correspondingly marked with white.
Yesterday morning’s sunrise was colourful, making me think that perhaps finally, the weather forecasters may be correct in predicting some much needed rain to fall in this area. Late afternoon indeed, there was a brief thunderstorm, followed by a lovely gentle soaking rain which continued well into the night. Today the showers came between patches of sunshine. The grasses which germinated with rains a month ago, have received a much needed boost, and should be able to continue to grow now into this autumn season. I’m hoping I may find some mushrooms soon in my early morning explorations!
A Bodhi Tree is a symbol of the ultimate potential that lies within us all
a photograph and poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis
There is a dance
the bee makes
when it has found food.
It dances in the hive
with all the other bees
until each one
understands the dance
and knows where to fly--
unlike the astronauts
who came around
from the dark side
of the moon
and saw (for the first time)
From last week’s blog post, we discussed how bio based plastics do indeed save energy during the production of the polymers, and produce fewer greenhouse gasses during the process. Yet right off the bat, it could be argued that carbon footprints may be an irrelevant measurement, because it has been established that plants grow more quickly and are more drought and heat resistant in a CO2 enriched atmosphere!
Outwardly one’s life may suffer every kind of limitation, from bodily paralysis to miserable surroundings, but inwardly it is free in meditation to reach out to a sphere of light, beauty, truth, love, and power.
The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with nature.
I’m sorry I’ve not been able to do regular postings this month, or make my usual comments on other’s blogs. But all is well, Fred is having a good time, and slowly we will catch up – hopefully anyway!
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.
Thanking heaven even for our difficulties and misfortunes is the best way to transform them. You will see your difficulties in a different light, as if you had wrapped them in a film of pure gold.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
I found this casing on the ground left behind by a newly emerged moth early one morning last week while I was out exploring in the paddocks. I lifted it to sit on the fence post simply to make photographing it easier, and to catch the morning light. The creature left the safety of the soil where it was encased, to risk transformation into a creature of the air. Risks. Life. Full of risks and challenges. To cease risking is to cease living. A co-incidence I found it at this time in my life? Maybe yes, maybe no……
by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The dominant horse
Ran around in a circle
in his pasture,
finally resting near
a black clump
on the ground.
The black clump moved
every once in awhile.
It was the black dog
that ran wild
along our fence.
He had been shot
and had gotten
as far as the horses,
trying to get home.
Photographs of Spring by Sonja Bingen, our daughter
a poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis
April on tossed hair,
across the paths and grass
with branches stuck in seas of sky,
is the snow
that covered us
and protected us,
a moment like bark
“Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.” -Rilke