Levitation

"H.P. Blavatsky described the phenomenon of levitation or "Æthrobacy" in her 1877 book Isis Unveiled. She explained that the earth is a magnetic body, charged with what one could call "positive electricity" while all other forms of matter, including human bodies, produce what could be called "negative electricity." Weight, or gravity, she explains, is "simply the attraction of the earth." Therefore, an individual can levitate by aligning their own electricity with that of the earth, and they would be repelled from the earth in the way two negatively charged magnets repel one another. This can be achieved through human will, a nervous system disease, ecstasy, or other causes.^{[7]""
(taken from online Wikipedia).}

Hi ya folks......look at me.

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So folks, do we believe in levitation, the old cat above seems to think it is possible.  There are many religions who deem to have experienced the phenomena, they put it down to spiritual intervention of some sort or another.</sup>

 
^{I would never dispute anyones beliefs because there are so many with the same thought for each thing,  I myself like Blavatsky's teaching.}

Angels

So do we believe in Angels, one could say that there are many, those who help another can be regarded as such.  One who fulfils their destiny with unselfish acts of healing, looking after the elderly, the unwell and the people born of alternative distinction.Yes there are definitely such people and I am willing to bet we have all met many.  

The Angels I am talking about though are the ones whom many would deny.  Thereagain, can we deny something we do not comprehend if we havent experienced such a meeting?  So many people think others are just a little bit odd for even considering such a thing but on the other hand those who consider could possibly  think that others are odd for not even allowing just a tiny bit of faith to know, we each have our guardian Angel.  It is understandable though as we do really need our own confirmation.

I believe in Angels......

The Past and Now..Generalising...

"The Buddha said, “What is in the past is left in the past”. The present moment is where we are right now yet much of the time we allow events of our past control our feelings in the moment. Only by surrendering to the fact that we cannot change our past can we move beyond whatever suffering we have endured and begin to see life for its full potential.

One of my favorite quotes states that “forgiveness is giving up all hope for a better past”. Recognizing the significance of this statement can be the key to ending a life of suffering. Regardless of how bad things may have been in our past, there is absolutely nothing we can do now to change it. Continuing to carry the burden of what we have endured only prevents us from reaching our potential for living a happier life today".
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I have taken the above from another Blog but I have to say that I can agree with the philosophy within.  Forgiveness in my eyes is allowing oneself to go on, we have left the hurt behind and we can travel further along our pathway.  We cannot change the past but we can learn from it. 

Naturally it just depends on what everyone wants out of life, we each have the right to go our own way as we know.

Travelling the roads yesterday, I noticed how green and fresh all the trees are, this year there seems to be something extraordinary about them.  Naturally it has to be to do with the rain even so as I looked at each gigantic being which sprang from a "seed" of sorts, they still seemed small when looking further to the sky.  It made me think of what was beyond until I finally got to the universes.  We are just such tiny little specks of life trying to blend in with the energies of being.  Trying our best to fulfil our life span, the way we do it depends on how happy we will be.

I always wonder at the trees, how magnificent they are and what stories could they tell as they have stood for many a year.  They have seen mans laughter and they have seen a tear.  They have seen the changing of the countrysides to allow the benefit of roads so that we can travel to our destiny faster and hopefully with safety.  Gone are the days of the Highway Robber "Stand and deliver or....." and yet sometimes on a long journey, I visualise that which used to be, I feel the roads gone and the ground uneven, the horses and carts and that blessed Highway Man.  I guess he should complain to the powers that be for the loss of earnings!!!

What a Day So Far...

Wow what a day so far and it is only just lunch time lol.  We have had a couple of young chaps in to get rid of the rubbish which we have accumulated over the years!!  Arghhhhhhhhhhh how did we keep so much, hubby would say, "I want that, I will use it".....ha! ha! ha! never used, just left to deteriorate so now we have to pay the price.  Shaking in  my shoes here, what are they going to charge, they are on their way back from the rubbish dump.  Is it time to go out, mmmmmm nah they will only shout, if we do not pay them they may put it all back....oh no, not that!!!

Tbh honest folks, I am well pleased it has been a good mornings work, we, or they, can now concentrate on the rest of the garden.  Some of it is in a bit of a wild state at the moment, the birds adore it and we have found three toads today, no not hubby or son, little toads the sort that hop.  The ground is quite soggy from the weather we have been having.

I sat in the middle bit yesterday, surrounded in trees, the smell of the recent cropped grass bits, bits which had grown without license I may add, and the birds singing away without a care in the world. The trees we planted early in the year have really taken root and one is even showing young buds of fruit.  Inbetween the trees we can see the sea, it is a lovely spot, secluded something which I enjoy I have to admit.

The thing is now, we have to keep it up and throw things out as we go along, I am sure hubby will agree.  I think it is about time we sorted out our eaves as well, it is just amazing the things we keep and yet, do we need them if they are put away in the eaves or the sheds?

Hey hush, dont say a word, I can hear footsteps, I suppose I could just not answer the door, "hush little baby dont say a word, mommas going to buy you a mockingbird" well if you dont cut out singing they will hear you wont they..............ANSWER THE BLOOMIN DOOR AND OPEN YOUR PURSE..................ok........LOL......

Tragedy - Two Sides to Every Story...

Hi folks, Juan here, who am I you may ask but I am the subconsciounce, that part of a human vehicle (er indoors in this instance.....lol).  We dwell within all mankind and we hold your fears, your troubles, most of all we hold your empathic thoughts. 

On the 23rd November 1987, after watching a TV programme on events in 1980, empathic thoughts made me consider two points of view, they came about  with the murder of Jean Donovan, a young Catholic Missionery along with 3 American Nuns in El Salvador  and the murder of a young lad from El Salvador.  Two different sides but one side was trying to help and was killed, then we have retaliation whereby a young lad was also killed.

Two Points of View

"What a beautiful concept Jeannie did say,
 When she spoke of the "Lord" at the end of the day.
She remarked "Lord" you promised to walk in my path every hour.
When I walk happy in the sand  and I turn face about,
I see two sets of footsteps and I gleefully shout.
But Lord when I need thee and I turn around,
There is only one set of footsteps to be found.
So where are you?

The "Lord" replied in compassionate voice,
"But Jeannie when you see two you know I am there.
Your happiness and love I gladly share.
So when down at heart your faith should be strong,
To see only one set you are surely not wrong,
For that is when with the cloak of compassion,
I carry thee in true love and a heavenly passion".

You know I can remember writing this, it is beautiful verses naturally taken from it's original source but it was played during the programme...

We watch the gentleness of souls that care,
And wonder why we are not there.
We watch their strength and courage through
But wonder why we cannot do
Those things of gentle loving
That springs from caring and sharing
The things that God gave us to see us through this material living.

Many of us wonder whose side God is on, that is if one believes in God, because on the other hand after Jeannie's murder we had the little boy from El Salvador saying, his soul distraught as he spoke of the guns and the fear he should wrought..

"It is not your country it is not your land,
These are my beloveds I will take their hand
And lead them to safety from the cruelty of living
So don't talk of forgiving as you think of your loved ones
Happy and safe in peaceful surroundings away from strife".

For they raped his country, his ideals, his friends
And he wondered when the plundering would end.
Little soul they shot him and as he sank to the ground
He hoped that in oblivion peace would be found.

Our hearts ache for to us it is wrong
We would rather have happiness, joy and song.
The trouble is to these men it is right
They believe for the power they should surely fight.
To plunder and kill those who stand in the way,
Making them feel strong at the end of the day.

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Oh dear I will be getting it in the ear from er indoors for getting so serious but life is just that at times, serious so we have to cover both .......

Oh yes, I did it.....I did it my way....

Hey there I could be mean and say yes I did it all on my own, no help from my friends or my grandson but nah, they did it for me, bless em and thank you to them.

I know that no one will believe me as it was the same when I wrote "Daffodils", I wandered lonely as a cloud........., I told em all it was my work, I had written it, did they believe me NO!!!  The trouble was it was that there fella William Wordsworth, he signed it he claimed it as his.  Well as he was a few years older than me I had to concede and say "alright then, let him have the glory, age before beauty"!!!  I know the truth though, it was me....well I typed it didnt I!!!!

I wonder how our famous people came to write their signatures, ok ok with a quill, duh, I'm not that stooopid!!   Poor old birds in that time, how many went without their tail feathers, just imagine them all walking around bare bottomed, not on eh!! Ere I am talking about the birds of a feather!  Look at William's, his surname is Wordsworth, we could say worth a word or two because he wrote some brilliant pieces.  I wonder if that is his proper name, I have never looked up his story.  Was it ordained that he should be worth a word or two, was he christened Wordsworth or did he realise his potential and became Wordsworth.  The positive approach.

Let us take our minds back to the days when the word was worth such a lot, no telly, no radios etc. etc. everything given by word.  Stories made up and passed around, stories made up much beauty was found and yet, what about the tales of woe the tale of the lover with far to go.  He put his lament on, you know I was going to say paper but was it always paper, there was such a thing as papyrus (is that the right spelling, you can tell I am just writing this off the cuff).  If I am to appear in the least bit intelligent, no openings there please folk, I am going to have to do a bit of research.......good old google!!

This is Jules signing off for a moment or two........

So far......but I will get there!

Well so far no good I am stuck within the confines of my own laptop.  Oh to be bright and intelligent, I remember my granddaughter who was quite young at the time, we were talking about something and she says to me "no Grannie, you have it wrong".  I looked again at the piece in question and I apologised to her, her reply was "that is ok Grannie, so long as you are learning".  Oh boy I couldnt stop laughing to myself bless her cotton sox.  She is twelve now and it was a few years ago.  The wisdom of a child.

Dont we find though that they think they know it all, they seem to forget that as old as we are, we have been there and we do really know.  Well thats my story and I am sticking to it.  I have to admit though, many a time I have found out things quite by accident when one of my gchildren has pressed a key on the keyboard, I have gone to scold but then realised that her error had taken me a step further with the neverending knowledge of trying to be a modern uptodate grandmother.  Did I halt my scolding, cant remember now but I was pleased with the result.

Dont ya just love em all, little horrors at times but so blessed with the facility to come up and say "oh I do love you grannie", one then has to remove their clinging arms from around ones neck, bless their cotton sox.

Will see if I can get this piece to publish so will leave it for a while.  Maybe I could get one of my granddaughters to have a look, will just say "here love would you like to have a go" snigger snigger and then I will say "yes that is right my darling, that is how grannie did it".  Well ok, not really I will own up........duh!

Our Innermost Thoughts

Why Jules and Juan I hear you ask, or not lol, well Jules is me an ordinary housewife with lovely ordinary children and grandchildren.

I believe that we all have several different parts to us and we all have a fantastic goodness within us, we just get waylaid by everyday life and words said out of place. Now Juan is the part of me who likes to write and to just get carried away with words, oh boy, what words, dont preach, dont patronise it is so easy to do these things. I never ever mean to do so but....there we are forgive me if I do.

So my lovely Juan, my innermost being what have you to say for yourself, is it good, is it worthwhile, will it make us laugh, will it make us smile? Gently does it oh loving thought, remember the things which you were taught. What did our mother tell us at birth, do we remember that birth? It is said that many can remember the exploration of the womb and the entrance into the world. Have we ever wondered where we were before we became us? Indeed do we believe that there was an us before we entered the world?

Hi Folks.......Look at me!

There has been a few films showing the spirit waiting in preparation for a birth, just imagine the spirit waiting, waiting for the right time to be born. Does the spirit choose it's parents? Many ask what is spirit but it is just a word amongst others to describe the energy which becomes the "us".

Naturally many do not believe in "spirit", many deny its existence but who is to say who is right. Difficult eh!! Is it important? I guess I just love looking, seeking and sifting out the things which I cannot accept.

This is all new to me so am going to close for now, have to get my brain into gear...added to which Big Brother will soon be on lol.