Insight to the Corona Virus

Preparing for a journey, bags packed, you are heading down the stairs, you better hurry Jack, he misses a step, lands on the ground floor, full of energy, the energy that lifts, no need to worry, this is a time to relax, everyone light in mind, the usual worries abandoned, less anxiety better health.

She checks the window, peers into the street, has a habit of worrying. Getting older, the streets are not so safe, she watches the news, the nightly reports of crime, ensures she lives in a well guarded house, three locks on the front door, double bolts at the rear, she’d feel safer in an apartment block, with no back door.

Restriction in movement, the normal path is not safe, he takes the long way round, avoids the road block. Getting to the appointment is not easy, there is a border to cross, and it’s busy everyday, as the local inhabitants who live on the Palestinian side are made wait, he gets to his appointment on time, because he knows how to escape the patrols.

Market trader sits in his office, numb, his futures market has been wiped out and no one is keen to trade, after loosing his capital he has no place to move, the house mortgaged, who could predict the 1929 crash, and then the aftermath, while those with the means, exploited the weakness in the market and the loss of so much paper credit.

The world is running out of control, the fish are gasping for breath, the animals are moving from the forest, clean water is getting rarer by the day, children are unable to keep up their stress levels, there is a rise in depression everywhere, they need to slow down. A voice calls from the wilderness, listen to the words of the prophets it says.

 

Ezra

Can you imagine the situation, Men appearing in places, with gifts of the Spirit, and this a recurring act, as the prophets appear, each one, reminding the people, There is God, get back on track, don’t turn your back to eternal life. Old scripture is full of words to this affect, there are many of them. Ezra, his words, 2,700 years old, but still relevant. The days are hot, the people toil on the land, there is a great commotion, the Prophet issues a warning, the others in the town wonder, what is this for.

Ezra, was he right about the trumpet, who was the angel that he talked to, why did he go out to a field where there had been no human life, why was he chosen to be a messenger of God. Greta Thunberg, the young environmentalist, address’s the rich and famous of the world at Davos, to some it’s grand standing, there are those using the marketing opportunity to convince the young, that something concrete is being done, saying stop, don’t get annoyed, we know there are two billion of you, while in davos, there is only the numbers, that would fill a medium sized village, that’s a great difference in numbers. If all those affected by the so called harm and injustice, ever got together, there would be no need for Davos.

So Ezra listens to what the Lord tells him, Ezra pleads, why Lord. Then the wisdom is passed on, it says simply, there is very little that you understand, just accept it, and as for priority, there is more interest in what is common, than what is rare, so do you really think you are that clever. No says Ezra, there is much to learn.

Being independent, Ezra, he goes to a quite place, arranges for what he has to write down, passes on the wisdom. That was when the time was 2 and a half terms from the completion of the world cycle, which was cut shorter still, with the arrival of Jesus.

Interesting reading, Ezra.

Future Dreaming

Well says God, The Great Spirit is talking with an angry seal who has just escaped the jaws of a seriously hungry polar bear, a bear as thin as a rake, ribs almost showing through the fur, a baby seal waiting on a little iceberg not far away, hungry also, by the way.

Seal is annoyed, looks up at the Great Spirit, She nearly got me dude, what was that all about?

I happen to Love Polar Bears seal, I hope you understand, its’ nothing personal. Seal shakes his head, you stole that line from a Clint Eastwood movie!. Seal is sorry for the smart remark; Everything came from Great Spirit.  Get on your way slippy butt and warn all your friends, and that S

wedish Chick, I want my polar bears to live in luxury nothing less, with abundant food, as for those 8 billion people living, they are not as rare as they used to be.

Seal can see the seriousness of Great Spirit, holds his gob, got to tell the world, they are living on thin ice.

Solomon sighed, the birds fly as and when they want, I would not mess with the Great Power behind that, would you?.

Inside Spirit

 

Mother comes in the door, Tracey  was out late the night before, dad is at work, and ma has a dinner to make. In the local department store, Ma got a bargain of a dress, something to impress her figure with. She is all smiles inside, feeling good, her Spirit is on the up, Tracey sneaks in the door, slides past Mum, hoping to be unnoticed, you says Mum, Tracey acts all innocent, Me she says, Mum gives her the eye, your not seeing that fellow again, Tracey waits for the interrogation to begin but there is none, the Spirit inside her Mum, is up, and no amount of small distractions is going to unhinge her. She is her daughters father, will do it her way anyway; sometimes you have to let go.

Years pass, Mum is old, Dad has moved on, now Tracey is looking after her mum; she remembers the compassion of her mother, how gentle she was with her, how she said her few words when necessary, and then let it go; it wasn’t a hammer she held every time there was a row, you don’t bring the wrongs of the past with you, you bring the lessons learned.

For over 2,000 years, a huge amount of Souls were trying to work out the meaning of Jesus, and instead of trying to learn the lesson, they spent most of their time trying to understand the man. We are divine, what does it mean, does it mean we carry baggage everywhere, loading ourselves with all that is wrong; that’s what the dark Spirit encourages. The Inside Spirit, the one you carry inside, is made up of life experiences, habits passed on, gifts from the Spirit, and what are we supposed to do about it you ask?, Solomon sighed, it’s the same as a car on a journey, you pass some one who needs a lift, but if you are already full, how can you help anyone. Space, love looks out, fear looks in, amen.

Memory Issues…

 

Living in a world, that is full of memory, and then the large number of people, loosing their memory at the same time, and what is a memory; is it the once clean ocean, is it the clean social environment, is it the gap between the poor and the rich, is it the fifty million who lost their lives in the last war, is it the waiting list for the vital surgery, is it the tear filled ballad sung from the heart, that went to number one, and made the ego jump to new heights, memory issues, 23 trillion off shore and counting, we have a dire shortage of cash, we haven’t this and that, we used to have clean water on tap, we used to have men and women who loved romance, now we breed addicts and find ways to trap them, there are lots of memory issues.

Solomon sighed, the changing times would help with the memory issues. The memory of Jesus and his miracles, The sacrifice of those who gave up their ego’s for God’s world to come, Yusuf Islam, Cat Stevens….

yes, there are those who can make the leap, there are some great souls left.

Money Makers ….

Hear the saying, money makers never tire, they have boundless energy, all addicts do. Till the money runs out, or the drug runs dry, then it’s bedlam. Solomon was thinking of some nasty folks, who undermine the well being of all for a few bucks. How foolish he sighed, when there are signs of Godly intervention all around, how they shrivel inside knowing that Love, real love, is the only currency of interest to God. There are limits on what we need, there are limits on desire, sad for those with egos bigger than Mount Everest, what is in store for them, Only God Knows. 24 trillion off shore and mounting, they say all volcanoes burst, same as the waistline after too many feasts, amen.

Romeo and the Rules

Love lost and found, Milton, the bard of Avon, the dangerous journeys, the stories written into our histories, the impossible victories, the great rescues, Samson, and his last act, David over coming the odds, there is much to remind us of the highs and lows we face everyday, and so much encouragement, did they really do that.

A mother sets out with a boat load of strangers, a flimsy craft that would not qualify for insurance, the worries she feels by passed by the freedom she hopes to find. West side story, he is not good enough, she comes from a broken home, the strange ways we are instructed in wisdom. Then the faith barriers, the rules of the organisation, how we prepare for prayer, what we eat, who we see, how we engage with others, will he change his religion, it used to be a catholic protestant thing, how will they raise the children, the Indian girl who falls in love with the boy from the wrong caste, the oaths that are taken to satisfy religious practice.

There are so many barriers to love, arrangements we have to follow, until the word expands, and understanding of the meaning of love explodes, when there is finally change. So many rules, lessons, when love does not own anything at all, yet the plans we make to control it, something we don’t even own or can ever own.

Solomon had friends from many faiths, and the faith never got in the way,  not in his mind; as he said to a fellow believer; we don’t do it all the same, same as the flowers in the garden, but at our core, we have the same engine, there is one God, and love feels the same, it’s the barriers we put in the way that defines us. Romeo didn’t follow the rules.

The Dream

An institution, large, with it’s own civil service, where Men of Power roam the corridors, giving orders, their way the only way, a form of extremism, there to protect the Church of God, into this, pour a little known South American Spirit, A man of God, chosen from the end of the world, the clean job he is given, impossible in the eyes of so many, the dream. Extremism is not on the to do list, getting rid of it is his main chore. I am surrounded by demons he says, makes it clear from the beginning, Help Me, his words are a call for help. Fear, so damaging, curtails so much thinking, Francis has his problems, made choices at times, some that are hard to support, but admits he is human, is willing and seeking advice.

Solomon had the dream, he woke in the night, there was a darkness that was trying to corrode him, fill him with fear, demonic. He gets up and writes a few words, asks in the Holy Name, the fear disappears. How difficult it is, when those so young suffer such fear that it makes them shrink. No set of words can cure this, only a regaining of trust. actions.

There are many demons hiding in Holy Places, gaining refuge unknown to those around them. Solomon was sending up the prayer; reveal what is hidden, and expose the extremists everywhere, there is a great healing required, amen.

Use music to help you pray..

Letting the secrets flow…

Having troubles, demons around, had enough, want to do something about it, “Joe the Slink” wears a sly grin, a member of the green mafia, an Irish outfit, he is passing on advice to a new member, there is the sense of desperation for anyone who wants to join, so Joe wants to impress the new member, give him a signing on present, same way they give you a bonus when you sign on for war, well, unless your medicated how else are you supposed to kill someone, you have to fill the head, get rooted as they say.

Man of poor reputation, throws the goodwill, gifts, suddenly, he’s all right. Joe the slink is no different, we wants the new recruit to have a happy first day, so he asks the new Member, “Sean, is there anything we can do for you he says”. The boy smiles, they are the words he wanted to hear.

“My Mother wants to get rid of demons and she says all you have to do is pray in the Name of Jesus, for someone good to pray for it, and your prayer is held, can you do that Mr Slink, please!”

Joe has got a dilemma, the kid is asking him to commit suicide.

The boy goes home, his head down, sad faced, Joe wasn’t able to pray for it, what will he tell his Mother, I failed.

“I told you they were all the same didn’t I!”

 

 

Insider trader

The nod, the purchase, the shifting of profits, some obscure little Island few have reason to visit, an Island with no resources, other than the shelter it provides to ill gotten gains, and the avoidance of responsibility, thereby giving all that is wrong, comfort, rewarding all that needs changing. Smug politician, the money is off shore John, no one can touch it his finance helper says, yes, where do they learn such things. How can I get access to the cash he wonders, his financial helper smiles, his eyes open, he slides a credit card across the table, use it when your outside the country, it’s impossible to trace, big smile of the smug political face, you think of everything John, who wears a fat grin.

Why are we going to visit that place, his wife asks, he sighs, surprise darling, he hands her a precious gift, she is stuck for words, her heart sighs, he loves he still, she begins to cry, he soaks it up, an arm around the shoulder, they pass through the small town, a bank, then a long road of offices, she is admiring the gold bracelet, he loves me she thinks….

She provides children, a steady home place, doesn’t ask too many questions, and does what she is told, while he is the inside trader.. Solomon sighed, God Knows all too

well…The housing estate with no green area, the young Spirit sold out, a burden the insider trader will never understand, till it’s all too late, surprise