A Shiny chestnut conker, smooth to the touch. And a harvest of eight plump pears from our treeSeven thirty and the light is starting to diminish.lamps are needed to read by.The time of fires is fast approaching.Next week is forecast to be a late blast of heat,Summer going out in a blazebefore the equinox marks Read more about A shiny chestnut conker[…]
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First sighting of morning dew and Birdsong has returned, Robins with their autumn chorus
The main difference in the two major spiritual traditions lies in the fundamental enunciation about the manifested universe. In the Abrahamic traditions God created the world and no creature can be like the Creator. Anyone who claimed that, as did Jesus Christ, was persecuted. In the Indian traditions on the other hand, Brahman, the Highest Reality, Read more about Ravi Ravindra – A searcher is a pilgrim on a journey, willing to learn and change one’s course. There is no need to get stuck on some ancient text arranged by some organization to make us believers rather than searchers.[…]
“Take Daisy, for example. Her song, which had been somewhere in the back of her head for most of her life, had a reassuring, marching sort of beat, and words that were about protecting the weak, and it had a chorus that began “Evildoers beware!” and was thus much too silly ever to be sung Read more about Daisy’s Song[…]
“Each person who ever was or is or will be has a song. It isn’t a song that anybody else wrote. It has its own melody, it has its own words. Very few people get to sing their song. Most of us fear that we cannot do it justice with our voices, or that our Read more about Love, Trust and Kindness[…]
Guardians not gardeners
Reflections in the window of the bare tree. shocks me. Autumn is really just around the corner. Always a source of joy for me. but this year I have embraced the heat far more, I have really sought it out, welcomed it on my skin taken it inside me,Now it wanes. But I love the Read more about Sunday Sadness[…]
Furry mint flowers mint me at the doorThe Hydrangea and sunflowers are finishing. But there’s a bud on the new anemone. Deepest pink penstemon trumpets flank the steps. There’s a downpour of rain. Which leaves water gurgling long after in the drain and raindrops lined up across the top of each pane of glassthrough which Read more about Home[…]
We set off for home. whith a haul of cooking apples. strawberry and ginger plant babies. but take the last opportunity. for a slow meander though empty london streetsright along the embankment. past Big Ben and churchilll. Buckingham palace And St James park to Prince’s gate. Police and protesters keep us moving straight through And Read more about London[…]