Jonathan Livingston Seagull

“They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself”, Fletcher told Jonathan one morning after Advanced Speed Practice, “then you are a thousand years ahead of your time.”
Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood he thought. They call you devil or they call you god. “What do you think, Fletch? Are we ahead of our time?”
A long silence, “Well, this kind of flying has always been here to be learned by anyone who wanted to discover it; that’s got nothing to do with time. We’re ahead of the fashion, maybe. Ahead of the way that most gulls fly.”“That’s something,” Jonathan said, rolling to glide inverted for a while. “That’s not half as bad as being ahead of our time”.
Richard Bach
Jonathan Livingston Seagull

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Friday, January 28, 2022

I Trust

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I trust in the guiding hand of the divine love that flows through me.

I trust in my angels and the Archangels for guidance, support and protection.



Thursday, December 17, 2020

The Future Beckons

The future beckons,
Life moves forward. 

Be true to yourself,
Allow yourself to be happy,
Allow yourself to be free,
Complete the journey,
Take the narrow path,
Reach for the sky,
Accept what is beautiful,
Allow yourself to be loved fully.

Have courage,
Have conviction,
Be consistent,
Believe in your dreams,
Let go of the past,
Make the changes.

Love drives away fear,
The universe supports the brave,
Don't be one of the crowd. 
 
 

Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Freedom in Silence: Absence and Presence



“The last sound is not the end of the music. If the first note is related to the silence that precedes it, then the last note must be related to the silence that follows it.”
 
Daniel Barenboim 
‘Everything is Connected The Power of Music

We cannot hit the delete button and expect the music to suddenly stop immediately, leaving no trace. The music continues to resonate from the past, into the present and then flows into and informs the future. 
 
Ripples of sound flowing ever-onward: inward and outward even in what appears to be the silence following the music. The absence of the music contrasts with the prior presence of the music and can make us miss it even more.

This is perhaps related to the grief we feel when a valued relationship ends -
when we are cut-off from that person physically. We might say that the music created by the presence of that person in our life still resonates in our hearts, even in their absence. 

So, there is no point in denying the presence of our lost loved one within the silence of their absence. Perhaps it’s better to acknowledge their presence and the connection we will always have with them, despite their absence. This seems to me to be a nourishing and healing approach. 

It does not deny, de-value or discard the other person or the shared past. It does not cut-off the other person and unilaterally disconnect from them. It does not punish or condemn or obliterate them from our past. This is not freedom from the past, this approach actually ties us to the past.

All cutting-off does is avoid and deny and 'hook-in', which, it seems to me, can never lead to true healing or personal evolution and development. Avoidance leads to suppression, rather than true freedom and liberation. 

We must engage with the past fully, unconditionally and bravely in order to process it, release it, set it free. Otherwise, the past - the very thing we are trying to avoid - becomes trapped within us.  

Maybe this is why both music and silence are so healing - they can both help process grief and a broken heart. And maybe this is also why buildings like concert halls and cathedrals are so important to the bereaved and the heartbroken. They are sacred spaces in which music fills the silence, presence fills absence and where we can connect with those people and times we still love, even in their absence. 

I read this recently:  
 
“Only if we can honour the past can we be nourished by it.” 
 
I’ve thought a lot about this - it’s very true. That is how we find continuity in life. All the highs and lows, mistakes, successes, joys and sorrows are part of the irreducible whole, which flows from past to future and which is comprised of both absence and presence. Absence and presence cannot exist without each other. 

It's important to continue to remember and honour all the shared 'small moments' - both during presence and in absence. 
 
Allow yourself to cherish what freedom there is in silence. 
 
 



Thursday, August 27, 2020

Beloved Person

 
 ~ A ghrá, my love; my dear. 
~ mo chroí, my heart's beloved, my darling.

You were my beloved.

You seared your soul on my heart.

My beloved,
My darling.


So many names.

Words unsaid... no words left... too many words said.

 In desperation,
In the vain hope that you might listen or respond in some way.

How to respond?

It was complicated...

But,
I loved you,
With all my heart,
With all my soul.

I loved you.

I love you still,
You are with me,
Within me,
Always.

Your soul
Seared on my heart.





Friday, August 7, 2020

Oh Great Creator!

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Oh Great Creator!

Purify me in the fire of your divinity,

Dissolve the darkness within me,

Cradle me in the bliss of your grace,

Lift me up, set me free,

Renew me, create me afresh,

Bathe me in your golden rays of light,

Guide me home, elevate me, make me bright, 

May it be done.

Friday, May 1, 2020

Creativity occurs in the space of possibility



Creativity occurs in the space of possibility. 

When you look for certainty, and make a choice, you close down creativity and possibilities. 

The space of uncertainty is ambiguous, but full of potential.
Love lives in that space in between. 

That's where the magic is. 

But it takes practice time and patience to always live in that space with an open heart. 

It takes trust. 

It takes faith to align with and flow with the universe because the universe works in its own time in its own way. 

String and Bow: Tom Baxter




Half of what I say, I say in vain, 
Though I say it anyway.
I loved you.
Underneath my armour there remains,
A hidden ghost of you each day.
I loved you.

Aim your string and bow,
And let it go,
Because I loved you.
Angel set me free,
Don’t punish me,
 Because I loved you.

Deep inside my sorrow I’m estranged,
Part of me has been erased.
I loved you.

I’m aimless as an arrow without a bow,
I’ve no direction, no way home.
I loved you.

Aim your string and bow,
And let it go,
Because I loved you.
Angel set me free,
Don’t punish me,
because I loved you.

On and on our story goes,
The river overflows.
Time and time and time again,
I’ve tried to let you go.

Aim your string and bow,
And let it go,
Because I loved you.