In Death There is Life

Hi everyone.  No I haven’t dropped off the face of the Earth. I’m not sure whether I’ve been just busy or slack, but either way, I haven’t done a blog entry for ages.

This is my first one for 2018, and I’m looking forward to a positive and uplifting year. There are some exciting new changes happening for me, and I hope you are all creating your lives well, too.  Many blessings to you all, and may your year be filled with love and light and achievement.

This poem was written in 2016, and has a couple of words that need explanation.  I have used “interconnectedness” to suggest a state of interconnection rather than just interconnection.  That seems to me to be a subtle but important difference.  And I have used again “my” word for God, “Itheshe” which is derived from “It”, “He” and “She”. Please tolerate, if you can, my “eccentricities” (idiosyncrasies).

 

In Death There is Life

 

It is a beautiful world.

There is so much complexity, and interconnectedness, in everything.

 

Everything is a wonder…

so spend some time wondering,

and marvelling at “creation”.

 

“In the beginning was the word…”

and it turned into our world,

and even more incomprehensibly,

into our universe.

 

There is so much to wonder at,

and yet it is all “illusion”.

The solid body is made up of tiny, “invisible” atoms,

which are, in turn, mostly empty space…

 

and these atoms as they dance, their cosmic dances,

join in conga lines of molecules,

and cluster into “compounds”

and “cells” and “organs”

and individual creatures,

each mostly unique from its fellows.

 

There are so many species of beetles and flies

and bacteria and mammals.

It is amazing…

 

You have heard the expression perhaps that “beauty is skin-deep”,

but this is wrong.

Beauty is everywhere…  in everything…

even in the things that disturb, or disgust you.

 

Have you ever seen the rainbow colours of an oil film?

Have you seen the awesome power of a crocodile’ s jaws

closing on its prey.

 

There is beauty everywhere.

Everything is God’s creation.

Itheshe dances everywhere.

 

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”…

which is nearly true.

Beauty is appreciated by its beholder…

for everything is beautiful.

 

Do not be disturbed by death,

for this too is beautiful.

It is an intrinsic part of the life cycle of our illusory world.

 

Death breeds life.

The plant or animal that you eat, sustains you,

and helps your body to grow, or renew itself,

or to survive.

 

Similarly, the waste that you produce,

and even your body when you have discarded it,

help to sustain other creatures,

and help them to grow and reproduce

and to survive.

 

In life there is death…

and in death, there is life.

 

It is a beautiful cycle.

It is truly amazing.

 

God bless,

Alan

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Transformation

The following poem is a little rough around the edges, and will need to be re-edited  before it is included in my book when that finally is actualized.  Still, I feel it is appropriate to publish this now, as it is an important topic.  This poem was originally written in 2011.

I hope you enjoy it, or find it useful.

 

 

TRANSFORMATION

 

A new beginning.  How I’ve wanted that.

But I can only start from where I am.

I cannot wish myself to magically be somewhere else,

or to be someone else.

 

This is not to say that there is not magic

and deep, sudden transformation.

But I can only do this by being me…

now… here…

fully… in this moment.

 

Transformation comes through intention… and awareness…

To change consciously, I must know who and what I am.

 

Transformation comes from following my heart,

for this is the seat of love.

It comes from letting go of the trivialities

that distract me in my daily life.

 

Transformation comes from thankfulness,

and appreciation of the things that surround me.

It needs me to sense the Divine order that places each being,

and each thing, exactly where it needs to be.

 

I know I cannot find fulfilment when I seek things outside myself,

for then I am separate from the Universe……. and from God.

Fulfilment… and peace come from stillness…

and from connection…

and from God.

 

I am always only a step away from this connection,

but until now I have not chosen connection…

and appreciation.

 

I have not been looking in the right place.

It is said: “Seek and ye shall find”:                                                                            (Matthew 7:7)

but, I will only find peace,

when I value “appreciation”  and “connection”,

and the inherent value of each and every soul.

 

Outwardly I walk a different path to you,

and yet, all roads lead to Home.

And, the real truth is that I am always “home”.

All I need do is to be still and embrace the peace…..

and the Divine love…. that is within.

 

Feel the peace… Be the peace… and love…

Remember this.  Practise this.

And all will be well.

 

Go in peace…  Be peace…

Blessings be to you.

 

With all my love…

Alan

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

Build and Not Tear Down

The challenge at the moment is to remain positive in the face of the world’s craziness.  And while it is important to stand up against the wrongs that are being perpetrated by so many of our misguided leaders who are too busy playing politics to really work on the things that really matter, it is important to create positively.

According to Isaac Newton and his “Third Law of Motion”: “For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction”.  It is not surprising then that the most effective means of producing positive change is not to oppose another force head-on but to work to turn that force’s motion in a more favourable direction.  For example, even the National Rifle Association in the USA is open to banning the “bump” devices which turn semi-automatic weapons into effectively fully automatic weapons.

It is important to support and acknowledge any positive steps by own opponents however small.  It is important to maintain a working dialogue with all people if at all possible, for this makes future changes a little more possible.

The following poem was written by me six months ago.  Despite my familiarity with the expression “little one” I am still a little uncomfortable with this wording. Sometimes, particularly when capitalized (q.v. Little One), this term is directed towards me, and sometimes it is directed to all souls living at this time on the Earth.

I hope you find this poem helpful in some way.  And it is a “real” poem, almost, this time as it mostly rhymes.  I don’t know that the rhyming is as powerful as when the words flow from the heart almost indiscriminately, but its useful to explore other means of expression.  Enjoy.

 

Build and Not Tear Down

 

Find what is true and let everything else go.

You can do this for you already know,

which things are important, and which things are not…

 

so let go of the non-essentials, and live the life you could.

Let go of all the niceties, and obligations, and all the things you “should”.

 

Let go of the people, all those who waste your time,

with their gossip, and negativity, for your strength they undermine.

Let go of those “too serious” and all the “drama-queens”,

who like nothing better than a “war”, or “villains” and “victims”,

or any kind of scene.

 

Let go.  Let go.  Let go,

and let God be your guiding light.

Turn round.  Turn round,

and follow the path that is clearly in your sight.

Follow Truth, Love and Kindness, and let your flag unfurl,

as you step up… step forward…

to build a better world.

 

Let us march together, arm in arm, and hand in hand.

Let us cultivate the numbers of this ever-growing band,

of people who want to build and not tear down,

 

So build and create, all the good things in life…

and if we build together, and make each other stronger,

we will put an end to strife.

 

God bless all you fellows, who are seeking to end war.

God bless all you workers, who are seeking to restore,

the world of God’s creation, that we call Paradise…

and soon it will be here…

 

if we keep building on our building, and keep loving in our hearts…

and soon this new beginning will be a perfect start…

 

So little one, keep building…

Keep loving…

and keep growing…

in Love and Light and Truthfulness.

 

God bless,

Alan

Spiritual Lessons: Stepping Out at the Ball

Well it’s certainly not before time that I am posting another poem.  The last month has been full of frustrations, and even today, there have been “blocks” that have restricted my selection of poem to one that I probably wouldn’t have selected.

However, as we know everything happens at just the right time and place, always.

The events of this poem are apparently real as they happened to a woman who related them to me on the one occasion I attended a formal Creative Writing group.  Even if they are not quite true, they make, I hope, an amusing, and insightful anecdote.  This poem was written in 2009.  I hope you enjoy it.

 

Stepping Out at the Ball

It was the evening of the dance.

I was in control…  I had it all,

for I was looking glamourous, and so mature.

I was… The Belle of this Ball.

.

But suddenly the button on my undies broke,

and I could feel inside,

beneath my dress, my knickers move,

and start a terrifying slide.

.

They hit the floor!..  I looked for the door…

My mind raced with fear and dismay,

till my inner voice said “Stay calm, dear”.

I stepped out…  and danced away.

.

So I escaped from embarrassment,

because I had not forgot,

to keep my cool.  I guess you could say,

I didn’t… get my knickers in a knot.

 

Some spiritual reflections:

  1. Pride comes before a fall.
  2. Don’t panic… things aren’t as bad as they seem.
  3. There is a solution to every crisis.
  4. Slow down your mind.  When it races it can spin out of control.
  5. Listen to your inner voice.
  6. Be brave.
  7. Don’t care what others think about you.

 

Well I hope you liked this change of pace.  Sometimes a point can be made best through humour, and life is too important to be lived “Seriously”.

Lighten up and enjoy each minute of every day.

Hopefully after this lull, I am back to regular, frequent postings.  In the meantime, take care of yourself, and live whole-ly and holily and happily.

In love and light,

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.

Reopening a Door

Greetings and good wishes.

Here’s another overdue installment of my spiritual poetry.  I do need to keep this fairly brief as I am still using one of the local library’s computers.

The following poem was written in 2013.  Any references to my painting are greatly overstated in their significance.  I am or was a dabbler at the very best.  Still it is a great pleasure to be creative in whatever manner.

I hope you have lots of creative outlets and are keeping as many doors open as possible.  I hope you enjoy this offering.

 

Reopening a Door

 

Painting again…  and now writing too.

How I’ve missed these activities…  even the painting.

 

I feel my spirit coming alive…

a fanning of the flames of excitement.

I feel a stillness, and a calm, reverberating, inside me…

I feel a connection to the Peace, outside me.

 

It’s as if I’ve opened a cobweb-covered door…

that should never have been closed.

 

My painting, “Watching the Darkness” lies before me.

I want to shout out: “Let there be Light”…

for there is too much darkness on this planet…

here in this town… and in my heart…

 

for I do not look after my heart…

I do not keep it vibrant… and excited.

I allow doors to close…

and to slowly be covered with cobwebs…

 

I forget to dust my mind, and my soul.

It’s as if I have a beautiful motor vehicle which I am locking in a garage,

and using sporadically, and without attention and care,

and mindfulness.

 

Perhaps, today will remind me that I have a beautiful heart…

and remind me to look after it…

Remind me of the things that are important…

the things that make life worth living…

and each day, so very precious.

 

I am a buffoon… chasing after foolishness…

and squandering the treasures, and the delights,

that lie in the simple pleasures of living in “the moment”…

in the stillness…  and in the eternal flow.

 

I am so blessed…

 

with great Love,

Alan

 

 

Treat yourself with Love and kindness, and allow the Divine flow to guide you in all things.

In love and light

Alan