Friendship

Sometimes we are not good friends to ourselves. I know this is true for me personally and I am sure it is true for most people, so I won’t give myself a hard time for the delay in posting a new blog entry.

I have been busy transcribing much of my poetry onto my computer. The important thing though is that I am here now ready to upload another poem.  (And this one partly rhymes!)

I hope you find some benefit from this poem.  I’ll probably share it in a philosophy group discussion that’s coming up on this subject soon.  Till next time, keep living your life as fully and as well as you can.  Be a true friend to yourself, and all those you come into contact with on your journey.

 

In love and light,

Alan

 

FRIENDSHIP

Friendship is like a boat that sails the seas.

Friends help you row, when there’s no breeze,

to fill your sails.

 

Friends gather in your times of trouble.

When life’s a mess, they help you clear up the rubble,

and deal with your problems.

 

Friends give a little of themselves,

and extend a hand, to help.

They offer time, an ear and words of inspiration.

 

Friends take the time to understand.

They sympathize when events don’t go as you’ve planned,

and help you find consolation.

 

Your friend will come if asked by you.

That’s just what good friends do.

Friendship’s price they’ll happily pay,

and in return they’ll receive one day.

 

Of course, that’s not why they give…

for giving comes as naturally as each breath.

Giving is a sharing of your self

and receiving is just spiritual law, or karma, in action.

 

Why is the world in such a mess?

It’s because people give less and less.

And to this I must confess

I’m not as generous as I could,

and should, be.

 

Dear God, help me to let go of the “Me”.

Help me to be… more loving,

and supportive, of others.

 

Help me to keep this picture clearly in my mind.

Let me see the hand I offer to another,

being extended by this person,

to another person, then to another, and to another…

Until all the world’s people are linked

by hands of friendship.

 

Perhaps then we will have Heaven on Earth.

 

Amen

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Seeing in Colour

Life is short and it is up to us to make the most of each moment.  Life can be magical and exciting and all-embracing if we stay centred and at peace.  This is our ongoing challenge, so create well my friends.

I hope the following poem written in March, 2017 can help to inspire you to stay on track with your spiritual progress, for in truth, we all need to help each other. Together, we can overcome all obstacles.

 

 

Seeing in Colour

 

Most of us do not see auras, or spirit people.

This is not our fault, for most people have limited abilities to perceive,

and even to understand.

 

Most of us see the shades of grey of our black and white world,

that is, in truth, illusion.

Our black and white thinking leads us to the black flag of ISIL, (ISIS, or Da’ish)

in one extreme.

 

Our whole lives are seen in these colours,

and our happiest, and saddest days,

are symbolised by the white, wedding dress,

and the black of traditional mourning.

 

It is as if we are deprived, or just lost.

It is as though we are colour-blind.

 

Black and white thinking, is not right.

It turns daylight, into night.

It turns peace, into a fight,

So please, please, turn on your light.

Right now.

 

The way to do this… to move forward…

is to see with your heart.

The “black” and “white” / “wrong” and “right” perceptions,

come from the mind.

 

So, instead…  sit in love…

See with love…

Let the world pass by without attachment…

without judgement…

and you will begin to see more clearly…

and more colourfully…

 

and you will start to understand,  the beauty and perfection,

of Itheshe’s creation.

 

These are just a few words, for now.

 

God bless,

Alan

Raj, the Buddha in Disguise?

Greetings.  I’m killing two (symbolically only, of course) birds with one stone by posting this poem.  Raj’s owner was keen to get a copy of this poem about her beloved pet, and it is a poem which is short and easy  to post given my continuing use of the local library’s computers.  And as an added bonus it demonstrates that I can, at least occasionally write poetry that rhymes.

Given the state of the world at the moment it is appropriate to write about something which is light and joyful.  It is so important to stay positive and good-humoured in these times of confusion.

It is great too to find sources of inspiration and upliftment in the world around us.

Enjoy.

Raj, the Buddha in Disguise?

 

Raj is not here, but he’s not far away,

and if I don’t see him now now, I will another day.

 

Raj is ever-present and for him the world is fine.

He cares not if its raining or if the sun doth shine.

 

He miaows with great vigour, for Raj is indeed a cat.

He loves his life and all his food, so much…

so very much, he’s getting fat.

 

But Raj has much to teach us, of this I’m really sure:

for he has contentment… peace…

and a love, that’s really pure.

 

So learn from Raj, the pussy…

Don’t let life’s “moments” get in your way.

Let go… forget your troubles…

and live each moment, of every single day.

 

God bless.

Life Lived in a Blur

I must apologize once again for my neglect of “duties”.  I have been spending a reasonable amount of time putting my longhand writings onto my computer, but that is no excuse for neglecting my “legion”of readers.

Seriously though I have dropped the ball here and I now understand the reason the message from an oracle card I drew yesterday, which told me to write.  I’ve been doing my poetry, but not giving due attention to my blog.  I shall try to do better in future.

This morning, I transcribed and rewrote a poem from 2010, which I would love to share with you now.

Life Lived as a Blur                   

Rush. Rush Rush.

Why is everyone in such a hurry?

We are always in a rush, trying to cram too many things into our lives.

We want more and more…

and our lives become full…

of emptiness.

The experiences that we have are shallow.

We allow an hour to visit a gallery… when we need a day.

We decide to go the football, and we rush…

driving too quickly in the traffic…

so we can gobble down some “food” from the take-away shop…

eating the rest of our chips as we leave.

Why do we do this?…

Little of this is satisfying…

Little of this is relaxing, or peaceful…

or “quality time”.

Life on the go… is life, lived in a blur.

The things around us flash past without definition,

and with limited comprehension or acknowledgement.

It is like travelling on a train at high speed.

While the things a long way away can be seen with some clarity,

the poles and signals just outside the window,

are glimpsed, and just as quickly… “gone”.

When we rush we usually breath shallowly.

We are stressed, and unable to fill our lungs…

We cannot take in the nourishment, that is in the air.

When we rush we tend to take large bites when we eat,

and swallow food that is not properly chewed.

We find it hard to digest our meals…

and impossible to receive full nourishment.

When we rush we do not have time for our children.

We do not have time to answer their questions…

to reassure their anxieties…

Let alone have time, to just sit, and watch them grow.

Is this how you want to live your life?

Is this how you want to raise your children?

Take some time…. Today!…

just to catch your breath… just to take stock of your life.

What is it that you really want?

What do you really need?

What can you give up, and never miss?

What will make your life… and the lives of your family, better?

Take some time to de-stress… every day.

Learn to meditate… and to listen to your higher wisdom.

Remember to make a point of checking your breathing…

and when you need to…

take some deep breaths…

Fill… your… lungs…

and r… e… l… a… x…

When you breath out.

let go… of your tension.

Take some time… to do the things that are truly important.

When at all possible, sit down with your family, when you eat your meals.

Sit down at a table and talk… about what’s going on in your lives…

about the little things… and the big things…

for all are important.

Put aside time… regularly…

for your needs…. as your happiness….

effects everyone … around you.

In summary:

Don’t try and do too much.

Don’t bother with things that are not important.

Don’t worry about things… it is people, that are important.

Be open to giving everyone your love… and your wisdom…

But, you can only do this if you take the time…

and give your attention… and your intention

to creating the s p a c e in your life…

to be in touch… and in tune…

with these parts….

of you.

Stop… Listen… Learn…

Speak from your heart…

and share… and teach…

and spread… your love.

And one final thing…. Have fun!!! along the way.

God bless.

Travel well upon on your individual journeys, my friends.  In the moment there is only peace and love and well-being.

Namaste

Alan

 

 

A Life -NOT- Wasted Away

It’s been a little while since my last post and I find myself posting a different poem to the one that I had intended. Circumstances have conspired or the universe has redirected my energies.

I had intended when I sat down to post either “Compassion and Altruism” (since that was relevant to a discussion in a philosophy group that I attended during the week) or “Help Me to Heal, Oh God”.  However, “Turnip” decided she wanted to lie in my lap, which restricted my access to my poetry files.

I’m glad that I went with the flow and posted this poem as it raises an important issue which is often neglected.  It is also a moving story  and I shed a few tears during this posting.

 

“A Life Not Wasted Away”

Dear Catena,

On Sunday I bought you a book,second-hand, at a garage sale.

It was called “Eli’s Wings”, and on the cover,it is described as:

“the true uplifting story of a young woman’s will to live”.

 

I had been wondering how to send it to you.

I was going to ring Lindy to see if you were still alive,

for you have been fighting to die for so long.

 

But now I know…  you finally have your wish.

I have just been reading the paper,as I usually begin my day.

There I found your story, at the top of page 27,titled “A Life Wasted Away”.

 

[“The 20-year old Sydney woman died on Saturday,

her frail body weighing just 32 Kg…

 ….she lost a seven-year battle with anorexia nervosa”

              (Daily Telegraph,Wednesday 11th February, 2009, p27.)]

Catena, as I think you know, I wrote you three poems.

I would have brought them to you myself, if I had been able to…

Perhaps I could have helped…

Instead, I sent them to you.

 

I told you, you were very much loved.

I told you, you could do so much for others… and I was right.

 

There on page 27 is a sad article: “A life wasted away”…

But, do you know…that is untrue.

Your life had a purpose, and here is the reason why:

 

So many thought of, and prayed for you,

and begged you: “Don’t die please”.

Now hundreds of thousands of people

have read about your accursed disease.

“In (New South Wales) there are 500 cases

of anorexia (nervosa) each year,

and 20 per cent die….” **   So you  can see                        ** (Daily Telegraph,

you were just one of many, my dear.                                       11.02.09, p27)

But, you have put a human face on this illness,

and though it’s gaunt  and rather sad,

your face has brought awareness,

and brought good out of what seemed bad.

 

This face, your face, has been your purpose…..

You have made so many people aware.

Your plight…… your compulsions…… your self-loathing…..

have made so many people care.

Your life has served its purpose,

so now you can be glad.

You have helped so many,

and there’s no reason to be sad.

 

On Sunday I bought you a book, second-hand, at a garage sale.

I didn’t know you had already died.

The book was called “Eli’s Wings”.

I need not have bothered, for you already have your own.

 

Angel Catena,  Thank you for your life.

Thank you for your years of suffering.

I am sorry that you didn’t have the chance,

this time around, to live a normal life,

and to have children, and to get married.

 

But Catena, your life was not wasted.

Your life had meaning, for you helped so many people to learn,

about the suffering that so many others are still going through.

You have made a difference.

 

God bless you, angel Catena.

 

In love and light.

Alan

 

Till next time live purposefully and make this world better.

Be the best version of yourself that you can.

God bless,

Alan

Everything That You Do is Important

Everyone is important.  We are all on our individual journeys of discovery and spiritual understanding.  Do not compare your journey to that of anyone else: for it is individual and unique to you.  It really does not matter what anyone else is doing, for everyone else has their own individual journeys and learnings (lessons).

What matters in so far as anything matters is that you embrace your journey and your spirituality as fully as you can.  Hopefully, you can find some inspiration in the following poem which was written in 2009.

If you are uncomfortable with the use of the word “child”, as I was when I wrote it, please remember that you are a child of the divine (God).  We all are.

 

Everything That You Do is Important

Everything that you do is important.

The food that you consume at breakfast is the source

of your physical nourishment for the start of your day.

Do not be distracted by thoughts of what may lie ahead of you in your day.

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Savour your food.  Taste each mouthful.

Chew thoroughly to aid proper digestion.

Be in the moment. Live this moment to the full,

for it is the only one that is real.

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Everything that you do is important.

Consider the words that you speak before you utter them.

Do they come from your heart?

If not, do you really need to say them?

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Do not think that every moment in a conversation must be filled with words.

Sometimes there is a need for truthful silence…

Think about that.

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Everything that you do is important.

Each breath that you take helps to sustain you.

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How is your breathing?

Are your breaths slow and deep, filling your whole diaphragm?

Are you aware of your breathing?  Or, are you just going through the motions?

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What is your haste child?

Take your time…  Breath deeply… and fully.

Be aware of your breathing.

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Everything that you do is important.

Each thought that you have is a creative interaction with the world.

Each thought has constructive power… to create and build a better world…

or to destroy and tear it down.

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Let each thought that you have be peaceful… and energizing…

and full of well-being.

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Your life is precious, child.

It is a jewel of value beyond all estimation.

Do not roll it in the mire, or lose it through a careless action.

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And most important of all… do not lose it through mindless inattention…

wasted moment after wasted moment.

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Everything that you do is important.

Do what you must do… now… in this moment,

and let the next moments follow as they will…

one moment at a time.

God bless.

I Have All I Need

It has been too long since my last post and I apologize if anyone has been disappointed (or even noticed).  I could make excuses and say I have been very busy, but the truth is I just haven’t prioritized this blog sufficiently.  I can’t say I haven’t had the time for “I have all I need”.

It’s interesting that I had been wondering about which poem I should post and I had decided to go with this one. When I opened up my site to write I was greeted with an ad for a post titled “Give me meatloaf”.  Certainly, the universe or the divine or God, is abounding with synchronous connection and humour.

I should point out that this poem was written eight and a half years ago, and I have moved twice since then. Hopefully it still has some relevance.

I Have All I Need

I have enough.  I have all I need.

I would like more, but I am not ready,

for I do not appreciate everything I have.

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I have a roof over my head. It may be a little mouldy,

and peeling in places, but it keeps me warm on these cold, winter nights.

It keeps out the rain and the wind.  I do not have to huddle around fires,

or under bridges to survive.

Thank you for the roof over my head.

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I have enough food to eat, brought from countries all round the world.

I can eat different foods each day of the week, if I choose.

And I have enough.  Sometimes I have to go into debt,

to pay for my groceries, but I always have enough to eat.

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Let me never say “I’m starving” again.

Let me remember those people who really are starving.

They are often living in refugee camps and fleeing natural or man-made disasters.

Let me be grateful for the abundance I already have.

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Have you noticed how often many of these people smile…

grateful to be alive… grateful for the smallest of gifts,

or the simplest act of kindness.

It is humbling.

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Almighty God,

Help me to remember all the things I have.

Help me to remember, that I have nothing to complain about.

Help me to be grateful.

Help me to cultivate an attitude of gratitude.

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Help me to be willing to share my belongings, as so many others are already doing.

Help me to appreciate the things that are really important in life.

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So what if I do not have a recordable DVD player, or an up-to-date car.

I have life.  I have shelter.

I have family and friends who love me.

All my needs are being met.

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God, help me to appreciate all these gifts…

for I am truly blessed.

And when I do fully appreciate the things I have,

I can stop wasting my time and my thoughts,

in idle speculation and dreaming.

I can get on with living my life in the way I know I should:

living simply, with a smile on my face

and helping others who are less fortunate.

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As the old saying goes:

“When someone needs a smile… give them one of yours.”

For a smile can be infectious…

and perhaps, one day… we will all be infected.

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God Bless.

Thanks for reading.  I am endeavouring to post blogs at least weekly, and hopefully bi-weekly from now on.

May the divine walk with you and take you to where you need to be.  Go with the divine flow, always.

Alan