Friday, 4 May 2007
What lies before us and what lies behind us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
David Gray is in my headphones this morning (my first listen to his 'Shine' CD - early stuff, quite raw).
Thank you for all the good warm thoughts sent for the court case. It is over now and the result was good, as well as we could expect, but I won't go into details. I am a little jetlagged especially as things are still happening would you believe? Yes you probably would. I can't talk about it as yet but sometimes I just want to leave this damned country and fly to my spiritual home over the water. If I start to rant I may sound like a Daily Mail reader and we can't allow that to happen......
The evil that men do.
We have found the whole experience really draining, the energies around the courtrooms are so negative. The hearing lasted for nine days as there were strike days which caused court closures and other days when barristers had to be elsewhere. So apologies for not blogging. Sometimes in the night when I couldn't sleep I would get up and visit purplecooland and found it comforting to be amongst friends. I am so pleased that we made it to the Other Side. I never go back you know where now. In fact the CL fiasco was one of those Blessings in Disguise......I feel another list starting.
Life is like that isn't it? The word 'crisis' means 'opportunity' in Greek and I often remember that when things seem to be going very wrong.
The oft-repeated 'When one door closes another one opens' is so, so simple, but very true. Cliches they may be but they are rooted in truth.
My blue daisies (not sure of their proper name but the shade is deep similar to the bluebells).
My peonies which have grown abundantly and will soon be flowering.
Gardening, which, like yoga, is a good grounding 'earthing' pastime.
Sunshine and its healing effects on the body and the mind.
Telephones: instant communication which bring friends and loved ones closer.
The sea, another healer, I feel it calling me.
The dawn chorus which I enjoy each morning, it is at its best in early May, from 4 am onwards.
Weight loss! When I am worried, unlike some people who gorge on food, I can't eat at all.
Well I must stop now, proper blogs will be resumed as soon as possible.
Before I go here is a little poem on the blue theme, the colour of healing.
Bright as I am, like sapphire,
deep as I am,
there is much of me to discover.
I rise in your fire by moonlight,
my Celtic moods they charm
and steal your song.
Like lavender or balm
I soothe your soul
and level out your being.
You cannot escape me,
I am the colour of the sky,
deep sea, the distant hills, earth’s coverlet.
I am your baby’s eyes at life’s beginning
and the flowers that softly heal
and fill whole woods
and ring out heaven with their bells
while love lies in the mist.
Bye for now,