Memories and coping with pain….

This is not about domestic violence, thankfully, awareness grows by the hour, and the consequences, felt by those who care, just an aside, no prophet ever advised violence when in a teaching room or home either, no where in fact, in case your a victim or perpetrator. If the emotions are too much,seek help, there is great help everywhere now, don’t allow those who hold you prisoner, emotionally,financially or otherwise, get the better of you, since fear is so overwhelming, when you’ve been a victim of it. Rejoice, the signs from above, from Heaven, are everywhere, look up, that tyrant you’ve been living with, is about to get a reminder, amen.

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So back to memories; your living in great pain,it hurts almost to breathe, can hardly move the limbs, and when they ache, its worse than a migraine, believe it or not, there is help, oh yeah, well,if your reading this still, you are seeking a remedy, or perhaps, your truly, ALTRUISTIC, you want to pass on good advice to those who suffer, always worth doing, considering the blessings that flow from acts of compassion. So back to pain,golly, this ache is getting worse, so your still reading, how am I going to deal with this, simply. Pain, is the now feeling, love is the eternal feeling, and love helps us endure, first step,amen.

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Lessons

Don’t you love school, the school bullies for one, the teachers who are not that enlightening, still, school, we all have to learn, and as pictures from the edge shows, Gaza in particular, to have a school at all, consider yourself, lucky.

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Lessons, fifty million die in the second war, a large number, there has to be a lesson, it’s so far back, do we see the faces, or as a writer might say, so we just count the numbers and forget the victims.

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The conflict in Jerusalem, is closely related to that great loss, it is no accident, that on the anniversary of the Nakba, the Palestinian eviction, there is tension, the hurt and the loss of family members is recalled, tensions, or the extremists trying to evict them again, amen.

We all need a home, and as they say in many parts of the world, the land owns you. So for people who walked these lands for a long time, to be evicted at all is hurtful. Add to the injury, it wasn’t even a local decision, foreign government intervention, mainly France and Britain, are at the root cause of it all, amen.

Adolf Hitler farmed hatred and resentment,the results for the world, catastrophic. Adolf didn’t learn hatred, he was following the thought process of those, who saw the superior race theory, mainly white, and then tried to implement it, it wasn’t his idea, Hitler was lead to it, by the hidden forces.

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The lesson, why would we want to recreate that set of circumstances again, with the nuclear threat this time around, real. In those times, those making the armaments made fortunes, and there have been steady fortunes made since, apart from the burgeoning off shore cash scandal. With might force and stealth, we can get away with anything seems to be the thinking. The same thought process was entertained in the Time of Jesus.

So what have we learned. The effort to destroy the inner well being of a very nomadic people in nature has and is been attempted, in the land that Jesus lived in, all his life. Spaceships are not for everyone, we’d never fit in. But then again, if the world doesn’t nurture Spiritual wellness and real love, what are the long term prospects, given the timing now, when so much revelation has already delivered, worth considering, more than, your next illicit affair, amen.

India, America, Off shore finance, and I can go to the beech….

Freedom, I am allowed to meet my friends, freedom, I can visit friends, freedom, there are many meanings to the word, but will the world ever be as it was, pre virus, will there be a lasting legacy, since us humans are prone to emotional inputs, your life is at threat, it’s a big question, everyone for themselves,well, my life is more important than yours, hello, they have just issued a decree, you can go for a swim too, meanwhile, they search for oxygen, just to grasp some relief, many ask, how did it come to this.

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Off shore finance, the wealthy list is published, is it the ring the bells moment, any tact, one post shows the price of teenage girls in South America, you ask, what message are they trying to sell, people are dying, it’s no conspiracy, mother earth wins the Irish 1,000 guineas, meanwhile there is post after post about the oxygen crisis; if they can send men and women into space, surely everyday problems such as oxygen supplies, is basic, amen.

Human industry, we have talents, used, solutions, why the constant fear, there has to be a simple answer, space. The Year of 2020 vision, it could not have been any clearer, the beech though, friends excited, fun, we haven’t met for awhile, freedom, what else is there to fill the minds with.

Solomon recalled the readings of old, and the deep truth, a time when Faith was strong, leaders leading, not building empires, there was respect for God, had anyone read Isaiah lately, if they hadn’t they should. Jesus read the text regularly, is quoted, as if pointing us in that direction, Had there ever been so many weather changes in so short a time, amen.

The Virus Story…

over a year of disturbance, limited movement, having to live with oneself, no escape route, isolate and live, the numbers disturbing, but there is an upside. Considering the huge numbers of people of head medication, there must be huge issues lying in wait for so MANY OF US.

The virus story, the world slows down, and all the stuff that had been swept under the carpet becomes visible, along with the deep seated hurt so many store inside,from generations of systemic abuse, only the world stopping for awhile, has given us a chance for a happier future.

The real winners, the new generation, who wanted desperate environmental change, amen. Mother nature, sighs with relief; they have changed their focus from making money, to saving their living environment, should we be getting awards for trying to save ourselves?

Donald and The Madness we have lived with for so long.

White extremism, Donald dragged it out of the dark, and inadvertently put it in the head lights, sexism and extreme sexuality, the power of lobbyists, the power of Fame,and the lack of depth in most heads, apart from those who hurt, Donald put it on the radar. What does this mean; Simply put, the Most High God uses every opportunity to remind us, to urge us to change our ways, and chose life instead. Forget the cause, there will be ten more worthy worth following in the coming weeks. The One cause you need to follow; The cause that raises the light inside the heart of others. Getting even does not count, getting rid of hate filled habits does. Amen

Are you good enough…

The man enters the temple, there is a lot on his mind, he wants to pray for his wife, he is finding it difficult, a quite corner, quite and calm, he intends to sit, then get down on his knees, how do you ask though, he doesn’t recall the prayers he learned as a child, there were no emergencies then. There are images of Jesus, a few statues, candles burn, there is silence, the outside world doesn’t seem to exist, a feeling he doesn’t get too often, it’s a fairly busy world. He sits, hands on knees, his eyes searching, he is wondering where to start. He hasn’t been the best at remembering, it was all fast lane, until the illness came, when it all had to slow down. Making time, putting in the hours, it’s easy to forget.

He reads the signs on the pillars, God Forgives, he recalls the grudges he held, the small slights that distanced himself from friends, what did they mean anyway. He sinks to his knees, Help me he says, he whispers a few words, she has been good he says, he is trying to find the proper words, he continues with his petition. After a few minutes he has said all there is to say. He sits up on the pew, the place is eerily silent. He wonders, why are there not more people here, then the sound of the breeze, the doors rattle, he shudders, did I ask the right question he wonders. So you listen he sighs, the voice inside him tells; make time for me and I will make time for you.

On the street, he is light on his feet, an unknown hope fills him, the world appears brighter now, he walks on thinking to himself, I must try this feeling more often. He gets home, she is upstairs in her bedroom, her illness leaves her feeling tired. I thought you needed cheering up he says, so I ordered in a Chinese and a movie for later. She laughs at him, she knows the moment, their first date, he brought her to the Chinese, and a movie afterwards, he hasn’t forgot, she begins to feel better immediately, he hadn’t forgot.

Solomon sighed, make the space for the loving Spirit, it heals in so many ways, amen.

Anniversary Healing

Tragedy the feeling, the loss immense, families, their lives in a trance, as the feelings of hurt return, how else can you deal with it, the impossible happened, a tale repeated on many levels, by different peoples across the world, a song is sung a ballad, commemorates a sad event, the martyrs, could be Irish Men fighting for their freedom, could be those reliving the horrors of the second war, there is so much to grieve about, and so much reliving of the past. Anniversaries.

History teaches us, that things can go awry in the minute before us, the ship is heading across the Atlantic, the guests enjoying sleep, hours later half of them are dead in the water, Moses is on the mountain, he returns to the camp, those who gave up on him, the habits, the tragedy that followed soon after, the Hebrews wandering through the desert, forty long years, there is so much pain we have to get through at times, is it ever going to be enough.

How do you deal with it all, she moves in the morning, feels the pain, it’s the same feeling every day, how do you deal with it. Solomon sighed, the power to Heal, is within us, and is why we are asked to forgive, those thoughts of angst fill us with dread, the same way a mind can become depressed, there is going to be no change, same as it always is, so we think.

Leave a living legacy that encourages hope, that those coming behind you, will be able to learn from, not grow angry from, sometimes, we allow ourselves be overcome by hurt and fear, and that cuts us off from the power to heal. Solomon encountered the divine help on multiple occasions, and had good reason to believe in the higher love, it took practice, but it works, amen.

Comfort Zone

Safe opinions, no out of the way comments, they love gossip, stray, get back in line, the world and it’s picture of itself, far away fields, the images in the head, what are you doing they ask, if your up there they want to aspire, if your down there, they want perhaps to change you, if your career choice isn’t outwardly rewarding, they want to warn you, and if you have lofty expectations, they want to drown you, what is the comfort zone.

Choices are tough, and making ones that are outside the comfort zone, it’s even harder. In the unrealistic world that was, the over consumption of resources that are finite, the wasting of an environment that was struggling, it’s easy to hide among the crowds, and believe there is nothing you can do about it, your just one person, fall into the line, do as told, you don’t expect us to help you, do you?

The early martyrs faced the same predicament, and chose to believe in the God of Jesus, he did miracles after all, and taught wisdom with authority, not as a mantra of prayers, rather simple, the Spirit inside you, don’t let it become depressed, and don’t let your conscience over power you.

Times of great difficulty, there are changes afoot, everyone is being asked to think before they act, unusual advice, consider others, don’t be critical. If you read the parables of Jesus, this is explained clearly, your brothers and sisters of faith, don’t attach themselves to religions, they live the words, and leaving your comfort zone can help. When the Spirit is with you, you are never alone, despite the skepticism of friends and those that think they know you, sometimes they are too anchored to the past, amen.

Crime Scene International

You got to be kidding, the angels step under the cordon, the yellow and black tape, the stuff that is erected to keep the public out, while the investigators get to work. Sherlock Holmes investigates, the mystery of the missing Spirit, a member of the public, a concerned man of the Spirit, wanted an independent eye on the scene of the latest crime scene, as old Holmes was not tethered to institutional thinking and was therefore able to think outside the box.

The Spirit had been kidnapped, who else could solve the crime, only the Great Holmes. His chief rival, Moriarty, the evil hound who dogged Holmes all his life, the clear main suspect, as evil was his life work, and the chief of demons his friend. As with all major crimes, the use of outside experts is necessary, particularly, given the global damage caused by the crime, harm to the Holy Spirit.

Solomon read, the background information, the steps leading up to the crime, he watched Holmes examine the scene, focusing on the idols surrounding the scene, taking notes, perhaps making decisions on where the investigation might fruitfully have results, in the short time, and not over the centuries.

Were they plagued with expansion plans, did they accept help from inside traders, were the values watered down, did there arise demons from within. There were many threads that needed investigation. Over zealous perhaps, withholding truths, passing the buck, diverting attention at other faith groups, trying to blame individuals, there was a whole lot of work involved, and there were no easy solutions.

Across the world, the tape had been erected, the population were wearing masks, in case they were caught by the infection, it seems a disease had got into the heart of the faithful, so Holmes imagined, while planning the next phase of the work. Watson, will you get me a guitar tuner that works, Watson sighed, who could figure Holmes out.

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