THE LOVE TRAIL

Featured

Posted on by
72

IMG_5757IMG_5755IMG_5758THIS IS A THREE PART STORY, I BROKE IT UP INTO THREE PARTS, LIKE ALL GOOD STORIES, IF YOU LIKE IT, PASS IT ON TO ALL YOU KNOW, I THINK IT IS IMPORTANT WE CHANGE MANY THINGS….

INTRODUCTION…..

Introduction

Part 1

The human race has fallen a long way short of the standard, to merit the positive intervention of the Divine. Some say, we have abandoned true faith in God Most High altogether, and replaced him with materialism, idol worship, and things, stuff as you call it. Faith meaning pure love, active belief, not armchair belief, but doing it. The rulers of the earth, those that currently control the fate of so many, be it through policy or the non enactment of policies that ought to be enacted, to them faith is an inconvenient truth. It’s only an opinion. But as the saying goes, you get out of the well what goes in. The heart being the well where the love is stored, is under constant stress.

When you act for the self all the time, meaning, the ego, the well dries up. You then struggle internally, and your will becomes victim to other influences. It’s why there is often a national out pouring of grief when someone of standing passes, not that it lasts. It’s why people over react during emotional and testing times, or go overboard as they say. It’s purely a release of the emotions they have been unable to deal with, cause they lost the ability to be empathic with themselves. Put another way, we have understanding of situations that need our intervention, but we shy away. We deaden ourselves a little more each time we do that. It’s why we are glad to leave it to charities to deal with the issues. It feels good that someone is doing it for us. Allows us to use the mind more freely, rather than the heart.

The heart can be smashed to pieces emotionally, while the mind can only be disturbed. It’s why soldiers going into battle zones are often medicated beforehand. They won’t cope well with all the brutality if in a normal state of mind. Why do Vietnam veterans, and so many others returning from war zones, have so many problems. We are not programmed to hurt, we are born to love, the polar opposite. The will of God Most High, is love.

The war zone issue raises the ugly issue of child rearing in the 21st century. How many children are going to grow up mentally normal today, very few indeed, unless there is a turnaround in the direction we are heading. While we may be heading in one direction, we should be going in the very opposite direction. So much for boy bands.

I had this dream twenty years ago, so did many others, of fighting my way through the crowd as they headed one way, while I struggled in the opposite direction. They were all falling into the sea, being led blind, the exact way things are today. Pornography is mainstream, idol worship too, second homes deemed a necessity by many, while others have no homes at all, not forgetting those that starve daily, this is factual, no one can question this reality. Saving the situation should be our goal.

TO BE CONTINUED………………….<a

So what has happened in the intervening years, need we ask?

Happy Days of my reality!….

Posted on by
Reply

On this day, on this day, the many welcomes announced, and pleasant delivery, the journey ever since. The office is suspended, a new offering takes over. The public prosecutor has hung up his trial list, the news brought to him, your a grand father again!. The food is brought in, the tummies stop to rumble, eager eyes on mother, watching how she measures the spoonful’s. No more of the mind games, the road points to the final destination.

Why was I born to serve, where did it come from. How you are called to be of God’s Kingdom. The daily vocation, how we treat others, the joy we get of lifting up, being part of it, even by accident. You talk about it later.

Explanation of the ways, how to describe your relationship, what is it you seek to achieve, not a brand name, that’s for sure. The signals confuse, they are made to, some minders, step into the way, you sigh, there is eternity and the signs are very real, each day you choose.

The film comes later, finish your work. And work space has moved, its moving space now. The mix of all types now, its not just a trend anymore, its the norm.

Why we move inside, why there are those unsettled spirits seeking a clear space. Why Jesus sends us the veiled warnings, what do they mean in depth. Will you just explain it simply without trying to control us!. The teacher does not own the pupils.

Jesus explains it simply, some would call it dialogue. The odd people; they are trying to own the current life while hoping for eternity. The timing of events, would you trust a particular look!.

The good Samaritan was just doing what good does!…

Tiopagteacht aris!… tiopagteacht, nil siad in an thuiscint!…what, the machine!. I could offer you my thoughts, open my heart to your inside needs, give you space and place and great reputation, or i could ignore you like you never existed to me, what way do you wish me to perceive you then!…

The American Patient

Posted on by
Reply

The gift of understanding, patience, the virtues. Imagine the most secure place on earth. You are trying to escape the troubles. You find yourself in a place of good will and spirit, perhaps your a young novice, perhaps your a child who has arrived to a safe family. The story goes; the example of the leader, or the spokesman, how many are led.

In the alchemy of story headquarters, they are trying to stitch the parts together. The matrix of thoughts, it’s like doing a calculation and arriving at an answer. The parts are mixed up, where does that lead. The thought cynics are loading their machines; The ending has to lead, its not exactly an ending.

The way a turn on a road, the fork in the road, where can it leave you. I look perfect, what next, do you want more of it!. How many times did you go under a friend asks!.

Studying to be a doctor!, all the interesting conditions!, the young student is looking at the long term options. One day you get it together, you have a mind that is set, you apply yourself, your grades steadily rise, your ability to absorb increases, the mind is still expanding, your not mixing anything too strong with it, and your capable most days, as in all days, your thinking like a professional, not the next hit or anything, they come and go, not the next fantasy, they vanish, not like a serpent who wants to embroil you in consequence, your a professional, think like one!.

How did the lecture go, he is back. What are you looking at!.

Where did you treat him then!. Marian and her partner are having a late night chat, the normal tit for tat conversation, how was your day sort of stuff. I was sort of interning during the first siege, he came in badly wounded, so you fixed him, he says. Well, the surgeon did!. So now due to you, we have a friend in an important position then.

All those years later, think of what your contribution made!.

To gain freedom in the middle, you have to make space!…

A month later, the sign in the sky appears. This is of the light, and it’s repeating itself. Jesus rushes into the temple, the business they are always interested in, what about the eternal and the One who makes it possible. Can’t you imagine the annoyance of the man!.

Tiopagteacht and Father O’Che…..

Posted on by
1

once you go down those stairs, you’ll find the answer to many questions. Hours later, the best night of my life, amen.

The wry expression, she watches them play, wishes to share in their excitement, the look on their faces, children like her. Spaces, Jesus has some interesting ways of saying it. The emperor’s clothes speaks another; how they all agree for other reasons, their welfare that is, ignorant of the other options. Can you hold the comment, I really believe in God, this that i am gathering, that which will be given away, the powerful thoughts based on fears, what fear, only the heavens speak, cheer up!. Innocent eyes, they haven’t suffered from greed yet, they are on the learning curve, example will teach them.

The speed of the words, no speed, the honesty of the expression, can they explain themselves, in doubt ask the questions!. If you have the “Spirit”, why be anxious.

The young man tries to find his space in the world. The helpful activities, why learning is so fulfilling., how it eases the inside doubts. She is studying for a future, he is learning a skill that will help others, no ghosts or anyone hiding, that’s imagination.

What does Jesus teach us on possessions!. How easily we are distracted from higher matters. Balance is required, and the parables explain so much, they are there to expand your knowledge of God, amen. Human madness in terms of idolatry, can confuse us all. Ans as Saint Francis tried to teach us; The Almighty uses every day to help our eternal prospects, amen.

The arguments for change, your conscience speaking to you. The need to focus on learning, the more mature types are supposed to know. The rubbish heap that builds up surrounding us all, often buried for the next generation to deal with. It got so high it blinded so many, that is all. Crisis to crisis, tiopagteacht, absolute faith, the lady passes up, and time later, there are signs of comfort; we get to be reborn in other places, imagine that!. A name comes to mind, it reminds us, of flowing joy and helpfulness. It may not have been obvious when in that difficult space, time later, we see with eyes that are opening, did we really some ask.

The toddlers look at the screen, the images, where the picture book is taking them, the arrangements, where the story is going, they pick up the sounds and hear the accents, to learn that way, later, what will we see next. lets ignore what they have been introduced to!.

The imagination, the TV has scenes of wartime exploits, why are they showing this, the children ask, you are supposed to be educating us. Ah, Golf lessons with doctor B, your first lesson then, she wiggles her shoulders, he looks up to heaven, another so called golfer. Ping, she hits the pin, he nearly falls over!.

Frank, Sanjay, old friends too, a happy anniversary moment, amen.

Spirit Spaces

Posted on by
Reply

The wry expression, she watches them play, wishes to share in their excitement, the look o their faces, children like her. Spaces, Jesus has some interesting ways of saying it. The emperor’s clothes speaks another; how they all agree for other reasons, their welfare that is, ignorant of the other options. Can you hold the comment, I really believe in God, this that i am gathering, that which will be given away, the powerful thoughts based on fears, what fear, only the heavens speak, cheer up!. Innocent eyes, they haven’t suffered from greed yet, they are on the learning curve, example will teach them.

The speed of the words, no speed, the honesty of the expression, can they explain themselves, in doubt ask the questions!. If you have the “Spirit”, why be anxious.

The young man tries to find his space in the world. The helpful activities, why learning is so fulfilling., how it eases the inside doubts. She is studying for a future, he is learning a skill that will help others, no ghosts or anyone hiding, that’s imagination.

What does Jesus teach us on possessions!. How easily we are distracted from higher matters. Balance is required, and the parables explain so much, they are there to expand your knowledge of God, amen. Human madness in terms of idolatry, can confuse us all. Ans as Saint Francis tried to teach us; The Almighty uses every day to help our eternal prospects, amen.

The arguments for change, your conscience speaking to you. The need to focus on learning, the more mature types are supposed to know. The rubbish heap that builds up surrounding us all, often buried for the next generation to deal with. It got so high it blinded so many, that is all. Crisis to crisis, tiopagteacht, absolute faith, the lady passes up, and time later, there are signs of comfort; we get to be reborn in other places, imagine that!. A name comes to mind, it reminds us, of flowing joy and helpfulness. It may not have been obvious when in that difficult space, time later, we see with eyes that are opening, did we really some ask.

The toddlers look at the screen, the images, where the picture book is taking them, the arrangements, where the story is going, they pick up the sounds and hear the accents, to learn that way, later, what will we see next. lets ignore what they have been introduced to!.

The imagination, the TV has scenes of wartime exploits, why are they showing this, the children ask, you are supposed to be educating us. Ah, Golf lessons with doctor B, your first lesson then, she wiggles her shoulders, he looks up to heaven, another so called golfer. Ping, she hits the pin, he nearly falls over!.

The Monk arrives from the Islands. A Christmas visitor, the atmosphere is magical, peace and entertaining fun, no ache or anxious moments, nothing in appropriate either.

Under the covers, what goes on, who visits here. Its not a zoo, well, its all human. Earning for the right to have a space; education hasn’t been that open, choices limited. Having study space, time, calm, it used to be the preserve of a certain people, now its globally there, there are options over the hill, your not stuck anymore, amen.

Did they really confuse that look with!.. lets say, it must have been a conspiracy or maybe you were being protected; how could that be. What can you take into the eternal world, amen.

They fill each other with that energy, trust based. its not addiction driven, though can feel like it at times. A little time to sit back, consider it. She knows the boys will behave in a certain way, knows the expression has seen it many times, why the supposed confusion, amen. They line up to take up the offer, its a reward. We’ll spy for you. Jesus is in the village explaining the simple teaching, no long rituals, it is told in child like stories, they are still telling the story, in the very same way. How the first thought matters, amen.

Darling, she says, the door closes. They are in bed, and are not acting like prisoners hoping to contact the world out there. The children are in bed, its time for the grown ups to have shared times. They have passed the driving test.

The door is locked, the late ones enjoy a beverage, the town is quite. Thump thump, silence, what, it could be a raid, say nothing. another thump, silence, five minutes pass, okay lads, we’ll let you out the back. He leads them down the alley, door opens to the street, a back avenue, ah, that’s not fair!…should have had the kettle on!.

Prayers for vocational thinking across the world…

Posted on by
Reply

The various people of God and how they understand their position, the groups that are in disagreement and claim to be of the Light, the reasons why everyone goes through the gap alone, the reason why life is considered a gift, and the great signs that have appeared in the sky, and replicated in many places, by numbers too, the large number of people, hearing the voice at night, the warnings in the holy books, its a good time to consider the example you live in these times, whether its personal or sexual habits, the need to be aware of our vices, and why there is conflict within, the clean space inside, the closet moment, and the preparation for the heavenly festival of Christmas, and thinking through the point, how can the heavenly spirit find purchase inside you, or can you prepare yourself for that moment, amen.

Imagine a space ship lands on earth, and wants to find specimens of human beings, who they deem satisfactory for the receipt of the heavenly gifts, you’d think they would first want to live with us, in order to get used to our habits and ways, or the heavenly angels who have to deal with the forces of darkness, and have to rest from time to time, how much peace is there inside of us. Imagine some carrying the souls of the righteous dead, who are to be re born, who are sent as sentinels in order to get us to amend our ways, the first watch as they say.

We know there will be a challenge for many, and that healing oneself from habits hard wired, passed on, or the simple reality, of the fallen, who have to give up their ways and put the words of light to work in their daily lives, what would the conundrum be like, how would you prepare, amen.

Some have lived a life of mindfulness, and this is coming more common by the day, we hear it on the radio, we see it in the kindness of people, we hear about it in peace talks, we hear about it in proper thoughtfulness regarding our style of consumption, and the way we view love today, as being both divine and human. From all the thoughts, one common thread unites them all, the Gospels of Jesus Christ. Look after the mothers, the environment children are brought into, simple stuff, why the gentile is spoken of, the rules alone are there to be practiced, not recalled, amen.

Senor Benny talks with Maria, the young apostle of a lady, who has made it her role, to bring peace to the lands of the Americas, tiopagteacht he says, what is this she asks, its awesome divine in meaning he replies, it will rescue you from the machine thinking, or when you feel your thoughts are owned by another, its a remedy. The way is explained, those of us who live on earth have all been in the wrong at times, and there are those who are good at borrowing into the mind, who know how to twist your thinking, they even claim to be of God, so when you feel you mind overcome, or your heart under control, you say a prayer that has meaning, and then you find yourself in peace, how about that!.

The story continues, they are working on cleaning the conscience, first they have to listen to their own conscience remind them. To save their anxiety, the process is told in story. Saint Francis remarked on the wonders of art and how it communicates with us, the light. How it enlightens, amen. What the artist do, what are they trying to explain.

Uncle Michael, do you recall the watch and his great boxes of cigars!. Auntie Marie and her coke slabs, in the old bottles, apart from their kindness. The grandchildren will want to understand the family, and how and what they made of things, its history, and at Christmas times, its wonderful to exchange stories. Larry too, and the wonderful way of his, and how he tended to the needs of his community, Mathew and his Monday refrain, Pat and his savings habit, not forgetting noel, and Sean, and his term in vocation formal. They are in the space where heaven resides, and to think of them, will bring blessings on us all. And of course, Mrs. Carey, mother, Phil, the cakes they all used to enjoy at this time, and her long service to God. I know its Christmas, but isn’t it all about remembering too, apart from the gifts we dish out!. We should not forget them.

The baby sitter has arrived, tiopagteacht. The imagination is allowed to wonder, there is no fear, its joy and magic thoughts, isn’t that the way we like to have an evening, our imagining thoughts, in a safe space, amen.

The three wise men, followed the star, they crossed the desert, visited the roman leader, they were there for the New King, and later, Jesus explains, when asked, His Father, Father of the Living Spirit, teach them more, amen.

car journey to the west, the helpful weather, the welcome too, of the kind hearted friend, how’s them all, yeah I recall that comment too, playing with the traffic, who else. Great comfort too, and money if you needed it, thanks.

The Sultan sighed; will anyone come and visit who wants to understand us. The way sport has been extended, all you get sometimes, is religious zealots who, well, they divide people, and they pray for thanks for it, amen, what do they expect, amen.

Tiopagteacht, amen.

t

Older and Wise, no tricks please!..

Posted on by
Reply

You are wondering where all that girl stuff came from, well, they were my sisters, okay, so your kind, gentle, your courteous, I see where you got them, those good habits of yours!. Music, of all the hearts I’ve loved before, I still think of you all!, happy Christmas for all those songs.

Dad, its me, oh dear, what is it, I have found someone to share Christmas with, great he says, we’ll have a place for dinner on the extra then!…Have you a name.. there is static on the line, the connection ends. What are you smiling at, our dawghter dear, she is brining someone home for the Christmas!…

Where is the season of Christmas without reverence for the One who makes it all possible. Stop complaining; A cold night, you are on the highway, its slushy and your frozen, a stranger stops, comes back to pick you up, leaves you at the big takeaway, happy Christmas!. Wil you collect, the journey is joyful, mother will have a memorable time, she loves caring, its a sort of treasure she has passed on. The notion of being one, the visits to friends and others, no great fuss, it gets done, a family legacy, thanks guys, all of you, amen. Your Eternal Father knows all the good deeds, don’t worry if you think your forgotten, its gold in the eternal bank.

The Well

Posted on by
Reply

friends

The fork moment, what have I done, it was straight through, no blood, can you imagine it, and I got to ride the horse home too, a week before the great move, years later, about to leave for the home across the sea, the welcome assured, who would say words like, am I sending you, well, it was always about good family connections, and that train journey, the combination of visits, poker and card games, the Sunday treat, the seven miles out of town, the landmarks, nearly there, and the feast that awaited us every single time, could you get better!, seriously thanks, and the names of the tryers, no one could make this up, only God!.

Lesson to the little Mrs. Carey and the Emily cookery school, this is how you finish an apple tart.

She always put egg white over the pastry to give it a glow, and it was thick with fresh apples from her own orchard. Delicious. and Her brown bread, you smeared it with butter, and a little jam, washed down with a mug of tea, a meal in itself. Hospitality, and a good story afterwards, if you were fortunate enough to holiday there!… she even had her great neighbor Miko come in and read you a story, and he always had a bar of chocolate for you. There was never a moment missed to be kind, and when it came to being independent, she learns to drive in her sixties. A great Irish Mother, and her children and grandchildren too, thanks, amen. There are funerals you miss, odd how you never forget their kindness, no matter, even when you have to jump ship to get home. Oh the feeling, you don’t have to worry now, you can explain your situation and all is fine, a sentiment many still associate with that land!.

Do we really, its the time, no complaints, good night and god bless, you sleep in a snag bed, water bottles if needed too. To have that sort of reputation follow you, what good luck is that. The plays you miss, the panic, then a time later, you are better prepared, and as for patience, you wished you practiced it more, the heart break some have had to endure, if only, or the caustic comments some later regret, it just happens, amen. One bad day does not define a life.

And the voice you over hear, so clear headed, a mature one, when compared to the others, you think life is passing you by, that’s called growing up. Stages of growth, the way we develop the spirit inside, you could call it spiritual property development, the base foundation, nothing too harsh, easy on the tender heart, the joys have to be accommodated, the teaching is in the story of Jesus, if you open the books, you will see that it makes sense, you won’t be looking back as they say.

Peace, Jesus makes it all so simple; there are good people on all sides, imagine Jesus in the middle of them; he knows the secret motives of them all, the pressure some are trying to put on others, knows the fears, the entire is before him, even what the fear is, the loss of things, everything, he then tells them a simple story, one they all agree upon, its the lesson in so many parables; which one of you are the good Samaritan, and the thought of the lady they are about to stone, he explains simply, they have some spirit, the Father reaches them, they all walk away, they can’t lie before God!.

The notion of the body and what we knew as pure, Jesus again tells us, its not what you think, it’s simply, what sort of experience have you encountered, over the generations, the water isn’t that clean, then today we think, well, there is a dire shortage of it, there is a lesson in this too, but we are doing something about it, we have stalled the fall as they say. So the woman and man of olden times is a lot different today, why panic, just imagine how you got to this space. Then looking to the leader, who makes decisions we are fearful of, some of us, surely we want Him or Her in the right sort of mood, hopefully, thinking about children etc…Zealots will try to find faults in it, in order to enhance their standing with their own followers, when they are supposed to follow the One, amen.

The water is brownish, tainted, there is nothing else to drink, the water is still drawn from the well, even if there is health warnings; then the help arrives, the local conflicts become one, if there are believers among them, water.

Your a child, there are places you don’t go, you are instructed, for good reason. Trouble comes on you, you might have drowned had you entered the water, its dark and deep in there and your not able to do much. Later, lucky to have survived, you understand the meaning of the lesson, in private anyway, even if your pride won’t allow you say it straight out.

History, life, the Ryan line, or Orion, Senor Benny talks with his Maria, how your listening improves, when your listened to in return. Those conversations, the answer or prepared response is waiting, like a greyhound about to exit the traps, who is listening, it is really human to have your answer ready, but listening is not an exam situation, its guidance.

Jesus asks us to have open ears, ready to learn, amen.

Tiopagteacht, the great wonder, wisdom is something we continue growing with. We can’t change the menu, but we can look at the dessert menu first!…ask Mr. Daly.

The Teacher is in class!

Posted on by
Reply

the chat stops, attention and focus, the lesson, the early habits, a look at the stories that have made us, what we learn, why Jesus is the savior, and the habits that are life giving, not saying, you can’t recover from your mistakes, how about that!. Of course we have an imagination, of course there are wonderful stories of recovery, of course there are tales of great talents that go astray, that’s normal, but there to teach us, and now we live in a time, when the shock proof attitude some try to drown us in, is sinking those who try to take advantage of people, yes, there is stuff we could have been wise on, and there are multitudes of folks, who have had blackouts, and stuff, don’t worry yourself, the world is full of recovery stories. it helps all understand, why judging others, can be, self harm too. And again, the road leads to the Gospels of Jesus; the help is in there, and whom do we turn to in those troubling times, need we ask the answer!. As for hoarders of thrash, its like having the wrong type of fuel in the tanks when everyone has gone electric!.

For the young set of beginners in the world, the options and the opportunities haven’t been better. The thought of what to do and where you can do it is mind-blowing. The pages you write if that is your thing, or the advice you can offer, is now available to a global audience, the editor in new York City is reading your report before heading down to Flanagan’s steak house, for a nice evening meal, and while your watching coronation street, they will we wondering whose playing in Carnegie hall!.

Take yourself off to another place in time, Melchior and pals are on the trail of the star, the Savior is going to be born, they are heading off to offer support. You could be part of the support act, like benny camel and Jamal camel, heaping the loads of gifts, while listening to the three wise men discuss where to tent for the night etc.

an excerpt from Wikipedia, how the world was, and the way some go about making a living, while caring zilch of the harm they create. To put things in context, the second great war ended, a new form of prosperity opened up!.

just a little background, to help soothe the anxieties of those under that pressure today.

Hollywood Research Inc., command central for Confidential‘s fact-gathering and surveillance agents. The place was filled with big, tough looking guys, and some of them looked like they were packing heat. There were desks around the apartment topped with phones and recording and listening devices and files and photographs. John was taken to the head tough guy and recognized him—it was Fred Otash, a notorious ex-Los Angeles policeman turned private eye, Hollywood fixer, problem solver, leg breaker, a big mean Lebanese, looked like Joe McCarthy with muscle.”[47] The Harrison enterprise had evolved into a “quasi-blackmail operation.

Young hearts are looking to the world of happiness and wise existing. The world has matured some, and we are environmentally aware. We are understanding of addiction and the true meaning of success.

Permanent pain injury, from the battle zone, and the need for pain killers and more. Before the eyebrows raise, don’t be fast to criticize. Its well documented.

The sponge in the head, what we are told that appears to be true, how it finds roots, the family sit for a film, its the same as a working day, you need rest after.

Come on, the rumor, well, why not, its good to take risks, well, there was the step ladder. The safe job, some nerve, how did you get away with it, how was it explained away. A little indulgence by a thoughtful mother and uncle no doubt. Bring on the night, live at the furbo!..

The open connection, the global situation then, the books are open, time to take a read of them. Are we Abraham’s Children or not!.

Speech and Drama in education….

Posted on by
Reply

From wikipedia;

The history of Irish theatre begins in the Middle Ages and was for a long time confined to the courts of the Gaelic and “Old English” – descendants of 12th-century Norman invaders – inhabitants of Ireland.[1] The first theatre building in Ireland was the Werburgh Street Theatre, founded in 1637, followed by the Smock Alley Theatre in 1662 which held performances 1787.[2]

From the 17th century, theatrical productions in Ireland tended to serve the political purposes of the English colonial administration, but as more theatres opened and the popular audience grew, a more diverse range of entertainments were staged. Many Dublin-based theatres developed links with their London equivalents and performers and productions from the British capital frequently found their way to the Irish stage. However, almost all Irish playwrights from William Congreve to George Bernard Shaw found it necessary to leave their native island to establish themselves.

At the beginning of the 20th century, theatres and theatre companies dedicated to the staging of Irish plays and the development of indigenous writers, directors and performers began to emerge. This allowed many of the most significant Irish dramatists to learn their trade and establish their reputations in Ireland rather than in the United Kingdom or the United States.

from Wikipedia the above.

Did a boy go places to unearth the deviousness of those trying to harm his Family!. Its a story told in many lifetimes.

The story and the way we learn, its not propaganda, its heart moving!.

The family gather, time to think of what Christmas means to us all.

lets write a song;

Mother’s Do

Mother’s do it .

all the time,

they never give up

never on love,

it’s why we need them,

more of them around,

couldn’t imagine them,

plotting to revolt,

were making it hard,

for them to be mothers,

the work only they do,

 nurture, esteem,

wash and clean,

prepare and console,

love without borders.

that sets us free,

in the silly season ahead,

Christmas is about sharing,

 whole thing about love,

it’s  giving that  works,

 mothers do it 365,

sometimes we don’t respect  enough,

 guess it’s a debt ,

everyone living person will never repay,

if every day was mother’s day,

only in a fairy tale my son,

well mother’s make it mothers day,

every day year round,

why can’t the rest of us,

do as mother’s do,

amen.

lets write another one..

Trying to control the page, efforts to harm the Holy Spirit, the eternal crime.

Happy Christmas….

Posted on by
Reply

The kitchen is cleaning up nicely, the spirits are rising, the expectation, she hears the car, a tip of the switch, a brew is on the way, she pinches herself, how they lasted this long. The life they have together, she thinks of her mother, and the story, the strange ,man with the heavenly ways and the reputation, some tried to hang him with. You met when you were babies, she still smiles, as babies. On the outside, they look so different, but reared as friends, they become life partners. They didn’t have to look far, it was there before them. She has heard the words, to experience it, not too often, how we see with the eyes and judge so quickly. The thoughts that were inserted into the heads, it was the game of fear they played, so uncertain, and the mix of the journey sorts, who just wanted to get paid, nothing more.

A film, its not risqué when its the pair of them, they can discern.

We spend our time seeking the divine, we go to places to show we are worthy, while every day, we ignore what is before us. Imagine those times, its recorded, when Jesus had to leave his own supporters for a time; space and faith, the healing message, your faith made you well. But I haven’t got, the list of wants, recall the healer, casting your prayer wide, including others, in practical terms, its a bigger arc, the healing you seek includes others, its not all about yourself.

Little Mrs. Carey and the Emily cookery school, are preparing cakes, they will pass them out, our thanks to our friends and others, and for the young, a habit that will encourage others too.

The way is one, the path up the hill, the directions are from various positions same as the talents we are born with.

Time to think family, well, with AI you can store the seeds ad use them when your able and of the age to look after say. What, well, if your thinking of being a father or a mother, you plan from the start, the stuff you learn and the habits you intend to pass on, you practice them, does that sound right. She looks at her little friend, they are both young, to think, that live can be made, bit preparation is so vital, you don’t eat the fruit until it matures, time!. So, I can have a. Yes, say in years to come, you can then smile and be in love with love all your life and never be disappointed.

Forty years of living, the career has expanded, a few changes, a start has to occur, usually its waitressing to pay for the weekend, or college fees, or a holiday, it then grows up. The walk in Paris, its an anniversary, and its their time.

So many have put the effort in, in order to bring the world to a peaceful place!. Now, our understanding grows, to say we have matured in our excess’s is an understatement, but great surprise, we are been given heavenly signs to get us all back on track!.. from our excess’s we retreat, from our honesty, we start to see things differently, amen. Tiopagteacht, its a word with a lot of meaning!…