Recent Posts: the HU man healing
the HU man healing
There are some live recordings here from one of my Facebook pages Presenting “the HU man healing” This venture moves my writing and counselling into a more clear integration as the turbulence around the local, national and international events impacts more intensely upon the news reports. The inner habitations of the more sensitive people in […]
Priceless Prayers (retrieving the baby from the discarded bath waters)
___________ In The Name Of God, Most Compassionate Most Merciful …. …. Say, [O Muhammad], “I do not tell you that I have the depositories [containing the provision] of Allah or that I know the unseen, nor do I tell you that I am an angel. I only follow what is revealed to me.” Say, […]
Problems
All my problems seem so solid, only solutions flow. I seem solid, although quantum physics tells me that all matter is made up of mainly empty space. The forces of attraction and repulsion seem solid, as matter is pressed against me or as I press upon some matter’s place. Existential matters seem heavy as though […]
Opposites connect ☯️
Please don’t imagine that I’m against President Donald J. Trump. He’s playing a part. He knows all the political skulduggery of the last few decades, what he doesn’t know is the Will of God. Leaders play their games, they always have. The Big Game rolls on. Climate Change is not what it seems says the […]
The 4th Reich
https://biblia.com/books/esv/Da7.13-14 9 “Then I desired to know the truth about the fourth beast, which was different from all the rest, exceedingly terrifying, with its teeth of iron and claws of bronze, and which devoured and broke in pieces and stamped what was left with its feet, 20 and about the ten horns that were on […]
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The words start slowly The lubrication of my pen Seeps and oozes from The honeycombed cells Of my union with Her Letters dance in the Hall of love’s splendour The music of an orchestra Of souls wraps magically Around my … Continue reading
Second Christmas
The delicate work of Muse rendition When that word Rendition Has been usurped by the torture business Is as difficult now As it has always been. Making the invisible, visible. Being true. Sentenced by words that are Love’s sentience. She … Continue reading
Bemusing Inspiration
Beauty pierces A word goes even deeper than the opening glance Then nothing is ever the same Again Love meets in the unseen first: Musing, amusing, The in and ex halation Of a landing in my life, The firing of … Continue reading
