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.

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.

No smirk, no sneer, No thief

The company of the Holy Spirit, no threat, no anxiety, no need for oneupmanship, no need to bully, no need to drown the voice, no need to lord over, no need for malice, peace, patience, calm, compassion, empathy, qualities you’d come to expect, from those who believe in the eternal God, nothing complex, no ego as such.

Solomon sighed, the energy of Love, was continually lifting, it never left you feeling drained, heavy hearted or down. In times of crisis, as these times are, a lot of testing of the Spirit, is it the real one, that you have inside, or the man made version full of empty pride.

Jesus taught using stories, so as to allow as many as possible to listen, as he didn’t want anyone to be cut off from his healing words. Knowing the character of man, he saw ahead, how there would be times, when there would be those who misled the people, so he used stories to circumvent them all, it’s really simple sighed Solomon, once you listen.

Focus in times of virus….

Laid up in hospital, nothing to do, hopefully you will recover, the advice of the physician, the nurse who comes when your buzzer goes off, time to eat, time to take your medication. She is on a visit to see her grandfather. Down the corridor and second room to the left, she breezes along. A big smile is prepared before she enters the room, she wonders what form he will be in, he is a grumpy sort, but kind. Doesn’t fire but straight.

Hi she says, big smile on her face, she is wearing the obligatory mask, she pulls it aside while she bends to kiss him on the forehead, why are you wearing that he remarks, wheezing, nearly out of breath, the lungs not as strong as they used to be. He is approaching ninety, has been through the second world war, Korea, Vietnam, an army vet as the experience tells you.

We all have to wear them now, it’s the law.

It takes your mind off the other stuff he replies.

What do you mean by that she says. …

He drifts off to sleep, she leaves him to have the quite moment, she waits. He is in a dream, it’s not dreaming, he is a boy again, on summer retreat with friends, the two week camp they used to have during the summer break. Climbing walls, chasing cows, trying to climb the neighbors apple trees without getting caught, playing cowboys and Indians. She watches the expression change on his face, the array of smiles, what gives him the thrill, he is old, the life he lived, she can only imagine. Suddenly he wakes up, he is shocked to see her still there.

you must have been dreaming she says.

What?

You have a smile on your face, I was watching you.

Oh that he says.

there was a time when…

Children played, they slept in the same bed, teenagers, went about together during the day, no anxiety, no stressed parents, no one anxious, no one concerned with predators, no thoughts such as these existed whatsoever. He rambles on. and water you could drink from the tap, that was till they modernized it all. He looks at her.

She thinks, old man, what does he know.

I think it’s time to go she says. She pushes her mask to the side, tips his forehead with his lips, see you soon she says, whatever he replies.

later, she retells the story of the visit to her sister, how was he she says. He will live to a hundred, but I didn’t like the creepy stares of the male nurse, he scared me. What do you mean.

Solomon sighed, the difference in the ages, and the imaginings in the mind. The stuff that is fed into them, and the anxieties that last forever. The virus was a topic of conversation all over the world. It refocused the minds on the living.

 

Titans Anonymous Announce Extension of Group meetings, as attendances soar?

News on the wire, hot off the press, the insults fly, we get it our way, no one gets in our way, God laughs out loud, I never had this sort of entertainment in years. The Boss looks at the noisy titan, made more noise than anyone else his age, is this how the children get when they begin to loose their marbles, well, when you don’t  get your way, see how they react, Children sighed The Most High, take him away, and for Heavens peace, will you put a gag on his mouth, he is waking the animals.

Solomon read the signs, the changes were being accompanied with Heavenly support, hold firm, and your faith will see you through. Forget the worries of the future, live today, do something life giving, please don’t complain. The numbers were all over the place, pointing towards an eternal destiny, nothing to be anxious about, start today.

Great the number who lived inside their fears, pointing to others, trying to escape the notice of their friends, deflecting blame, anything to get the focus off them. Jesus told the early believers, it’s going to be tough sometimes, but remember this, God the Father and Heaven is real, don’t miss the boat on this on. They looked at him, have faith he replied, a blind man is passing by, can you help he asked of the Great Teacher, the man wakes up with his sight, he just had to believe.

The meetings

are awesome, around the corner there is a line of well dressed men and women, a child is passing in the other direction, asks his mother, I thought those people never had to wait, is it an Oscar party or something the boy asked. His mother smiled, no darling she said, they have to meet with God, Wow says the boy, it must be important, they are all so well dressed up. The mother sighs, my sweet innocent child, I hope I have reared him well.

Before The Virus…..

Crowds outside the halls of Justice, posters, yelling crowds, the felon is brought out, in chains, law enforcement wants to show him off, the district attorney wants to get re elected, while campaigners don’t want to miss an opportunity to increase the membership, no one wants to lose here, apart from the convicted felon. It could be Bernie, it could be anybody, it’s a good way to let them all know, you don’t get away with it anymore, right!.

Political forecasters, night and day studying the polls, reading the tweets, you said this, she said that, the spin doctors rumble through the thrash, hoping to find something damaging, anything to harm the candidate. The old bias cards are played, that will wind them up, the more dirt the better, the game hots up.

Solomon sighed, the plants co-operate with each other, the bugs get on, the birds fly cleverly, they don’t try to bump themselves off, and the human race that is watching it all, is supposed to be learning from it. At night the insects hum, during the day the birds sing, flowers lean towards the sun, while humble bees just buzz along; that can’t be too hard to imitate.

After the virus, when is this going to end, all other so called causes forgotten. The straw that broke the camels back was no heavier than the last. Solomon saw the signs, many had, the world was been watched from afar, it was a time for community driven thinking, could be learn from nature he sighed.

Red Hot Chilies For Fear

 

I am still young…..

On the streets, she is in her twenties, she is young for sure. Watching it all, for ever aware, it’s how she feels secure, getting over it has not been easy, she is trying to play it safe if safe is possible. The memory of that night, the lasting impression, not the one she wanted to store, it has forced itself inside her like a thief, unwelcome, but there. In her side pocket her hand, which is wrapped around, a small bottle of hot chili pepper spray, a concoction she prepared herself, by adding a few heavy peppers to the original spray, she wants it to stop a horse, she has tried it on her cat, and it worked. The cat stayed away for a month, sorry puss. The sudden noise of a car startles, she recoils from any loud noises, her inner calm, she was strong she thought, not strong enough to fight the pills they gave her; she has nightmares wondering what they did to her, the only scars, a large bruise spot, the real scar, the fear they left behind. Was that the reason she joined the pioneers; never going to trust alcohol again or anyone using the stuff. Who knows why, it happens, the therapist told her she’d get over it, words that came all to easily to mind, experts are supposed to know. Paddy, so polite in the beginning, never wanted much, was it all an act, years later, perhaps it was she doing the acting, she doesn’t enjoy the thought, he might have been happy with a go to woman, mentally he was never a challenge to her, is it all about my life, is the today me the real person, or is it a return to who she was before. Dreaming, did she dream. When did it stop, was it the bout of depression, no she sighs, that was after the first beating, at least she saw it coming.

Her head in her hands, she twists her vision towards the bottle, a sly glance. You, she reaches for it, examines the label, her vision is improving, she can read the small print, she lets out a laugh, what a sense of humour, she imagines God to be a comic somewhere, taking the piss with us, allowing us thrash the party, then like an absent father, returns out of the blue, not as a rich man, but as an extremely happy man, who wears a permanent smile, takes a can from one of the party goers while exclaiming, there will be a clean up she, or he says, to which all at the party nod approvingly, relieved to hear, that while the party is over, it’s not the end of all parties, a break in the contagion, slowdown time, as if the jet that is carrying his baggage is about to come into land, presents for the children, stiff warnings too, behave yourselves he says, play safe, a phrase everyone smiles at, especially Amy, who had her first close encounter of the intimate kind, with her boyfriend, love connection with play safe top of the priority list. Well, if you are provided with the means of spiritual well being in it’s fullest, you have to take into account the assets you are born with. Is that wishful thinking, she is young, how else can you survive, doom and gloom ignores the beauty of art, not everyone went to Amsterdam to view available women and cheap sex, not forgetting the other; there are museums as well.

August

The year 2020, the world needs rest, the populations on the move, internally if not physically, where to turn, can I, the questions, the world turned upside down, the news dramatic, the reactions chaotic, the mind full of the dread, what is happening, is this all in my head, turmoil. A mini version of a strange new world, it was going in one direction, then all of a sudden, change, how has it happened, what are we going to do now. Young artists, new ideas, the ideals they shared, the chance to put it in words, the cynics of the past, this will never change, those getting their wish, could we have done it any better.

Solomon wondered, the world stops, the ease of movement halts, a scene from a war movie, the unassailable march of the JUGGERNAUT, the sighs in the hearts of the oppressed, what does it mean, is there a message in all of this. Solomon read the story of old, how they harped on, about the unseen power, and the threat that existed, when we took it to be ourselves, our existence. The child sighs, the mother holds the hand tighter, she is nervous, they can’t escape to the country, it’s closing down. The knock on the door, the rattle of guns, the panic inside, everyone tries to hide and run, is this the end, the sighs, the nods, open up, the scream, the door comes in, boots on the stairs, it sounds like a Spielberg movie, only it’s real.

Solomon was applying the thought of the dramatic to the current chaos. In olden times, old stories, we get reminders, the ways of the oppressors, and what it usually means, are these those times, and what about the end, the light, there is always light. The Hope arrives, every civilization has the same story, the voice, the giant, the helper, who teaches the new generation, how to sustain life, the qualities needed, compassion, being aware, doing what is life giving, without trying to take over the world. In the papers he read the story of the Nuclear Space, the effort to control the world where the satellites roamed, the great new war field of the future, the destruction of our means of global communication, does this sound like today, are we being warned, the new direction, an easy way to teach us perhaps, this way of life can’t sustain itself, we better try another, just an idea…Solomon smiled, He always sends the Helper, hang on.

It’s Impossible….

Where does your light come from, how were miracles made happen, why do you pray, why are we here, the questions we ask, the days of old, young minds no baggage, the days continue, the accumulation of experiences, the collection of opinions, the rules you set for yourself,  the breakdown of society, the retreat, how is it happening, where have our leaders gone, where is the voice of calm, is it everyone for himself.

Solomon was listening to the vibrations, the shock waves, news, more news, the revelations, the feeling in many hearts, nothing like this has happened before, how is it possible, it can’t be real. Then he imagined the days of Jesus, the first time around, when concerned persons, the local authorities of the times, the Jewish leaders, called to see his mother and family, and wondered, “He has lost his mind, he is possessed by demons, he needs help, will you go and see him!”

So there you have Jesus in a room, with some friends, and those seeking healing and consolation, listening to what he has to say, a sense of wonder on their faces, in awe at the prospect, this is real. A pharisee comes in, your mother and family are outside, they need to talk to you. Then Jesus turns to those in the room, and explains to them, who is your Family.

It’s not easy following in the ways of the “Holy Spirit”, when the world around you is devoted to power and the material. There are many who will try to talk you out of your faith. In these times of much confusion and fear, its easy to retreat to the safety of numbers, in among-st the crowd, where you wont stand out. Hold to your faith, trust in God, was the message given all those years ago, the same applies today. The Demons have no power when it comes to the Power of the Holy Spirit. Let it flow, amen, let love escape from inside you. Jesus performed miracles in order to give confidence to those who had any doubts, amen. God lives inside you, don’t have any fears about it.

Compassion

Lessons in Love, the eternal activity, and the secret of real love, not the hybrid version we have all got used to, or the way the true Spirit has been watered down to the point of near extinction, Solomon was coming up to the seventh anniversary of the arrival of the cloud, in his life. In the field, lying underneath the blazing Sun, he asked for a sign, the help as it’s called, when on the clearest of blue sky days, this cloud passes over, with image of a man, and others. It followed from other real events, that told him that the world was under the watchful eye of the God of the Holy Prophets. We all need encouragement in times of uncertainty, and Solomon was no different.

Back to Love, we must view God with the eyes of a child, it’s written. You can’t be cynical or skeptic, you have to trust, there is no half way house, why is this so, and why is it important in these most trying of times. In a nutshell, God is pure spirit, and as Jesus tells all, and how difficult he had it too, considering the ending he had to endure, God resides inside you, and what does that mean you ask, how does it apply to me, what do I need to do, what happens when that divine spirit comes and wants to find space inside you, is there anything I can do. Solomon sighed, it is called cleaning the inside of yourself, cleaning the garbage out of your life, dumping the bad habits, making space, for the Loving Spirit to live fully inside you. On account of Jesus’s way of living, he was able to host the Spirit of God inside Him

, and thus could contact easily with the Father. Lessons in Love, we become what we practice, amen.