Category: Truth and Esotericism

An idea whose time has come

An idea: invisibly potent A watery creek A new and gentle breeze of ripeness Felt by few A red propeller spinning in the soil? A sail – unfurled and flapping Held fast with thin steel ropes which ‘clack’, dull metal, at its imprisonment … Whose time: like the now-revealed spinning toy Whirring in the wind Unwraps, revealing shining teeth Rotating gear, synchro-meshed Engages, beneath … Read More An idea whose time has come

The light between the railway carriages

The light between the railway carriages… It was one of the best analogies I ever had given to me; yet it took me years to grasp its fullness. Like any true seed of ‘spiritual’ insight, it was strong enough to lie on the rock till a little pocket of earth developed beneath – a receptive place into which it could extend its roots. We … Read More The light between the railway carriages

Dancing with the Ghost in the Machine

If you’ve ever been involved with anything of an ‘amateur dramatic’ nature, you will know that moment: the protagonist, hated until the final few moments (when the greater picture is revealed) shuffles off, in rags, to his doom; and the shared and questioning silence longs for the gentle and poignant soothing that only the right music can bring…. Screech, click, screech, ping, wheeeeeedle…. . … Read More Dancing with the Ghost in the Machine

Reality TV?

  It’s full of trivia and artificial things; things which have arisen in the name of entertainment. Everywhere you look there is a stream of mindless celebrities willing – some would say desperate –  to eat tropical bugs to give themselves a chance of being famous, again. It reminds me of a sad film I once saw called “They Shoot Horses, Don’t They”. There … Read More Reality TV?

The Origin of Me

Out of a hidden fear, we seldom examine our personal origins – this sense of ‘me’. Yet, if we let go that fear, the journey can teach us so much, and leave us with an emotion of deep belonging. We can explore this with a meditation, rather than the intellect; if you’d like a little journey? Be quiet and become conscious that our everyday … Read More The Origin of Me

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 32 – New Grains for Old

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 32 – New Grains for Old .Alexandra. “They have a new menu,” he said casually. I felt myself tense; then got hold of it, recognising the reaction and how it had absorbed me into the moment in a bad way: making me identify with the building anger, rather than watching it unfold as a thing in its own right … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 32 – New Grains for Old

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