Monday 22 December 2014

A Mind Content

Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content;
The quiet mind is richer than a crown;
Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent;
The poor estate scorns fortune’s angry frown:
Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss,
Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss.

The homely house that harbours quiet rest;
The cottaage that affords no pride nor care;
The mean that ‘grees with country music best;
The sweet consort of mirth and music’s fare;
Obscuréd life sets down a type of bliss:
A mind content both crown and kingdom is.

by Robert Greene



Sunday 14 December 2014

Which afterwards we come to know

Shadows in the Water

Thomas Traherne1637 - 1674
In unexperienced infancy
Many a sweet mistake doth lie:
Mistake though false, intending true;
A seeming somewhat more than view;
In things that lie behind,
That doth instruct the mind
And many secrets to us show
Thus did I by the water’s brink
Which afterwards we come to know. Another world beneath me think;
Came mine to touch or meet;
And while the lofty spacious skies Reversèd there, abused mine eyes, I fancied other feet
Yet with another heaven crowned,
As by some puddle I did play Another world within it lay. Beneath the water people drowned,
Eyes, hands, and feet they had like mine;
In spacious regions seemed to go As freely moving to and fro: In bright and open space I saw their very face;
That through a little watery chink,
Another sun did with them shine. ‘Twas strange that people there should walk, And yet I could not hear them talk:
Of light and darkness, heat and cold.
Which one dry ox or horse might drink, We other worlds should see, Yet not admitted be; And other confines there behold
I plainly saw by these
I called them oft, but called in vain; No speeches we could entertain: Yet did I there expect to find Some other world, to please my mind. A new antipodes,
Though it did not to view exceed
Whom, though they were so plainly seen, A film kept off that stood between. By walking men’s reversèd feet I chanced another world to meet; A phantom, ‘tis a world indeed;
Great tracts of land there may be found
Where skies beneath us shine, And earth by art divine Another face presents below, Where people’s feet against ours go. Within the regions of the air, Compassed about with heavens fair,
Whom I so near me through the chink
Enriched with fields and fertile ground; Where many numerous hosts In those far distant coasts, For other great and glorious ends Inhabit, my yet unknown friends. O ye that stand upon the brink,
Extend themselves! scarce with mine eyes
With wonder see: what faces there, Whose feet, whose bodies, do ye wear? I my companions see In you another me. They seemèd others, but are we; Our second selves these shadows be. Look how far off those lower skies
That here I do the image view
I can them reach. O ye my friends, What secret borders on those ends? Are lofty heavens hurled ‘Bout your inferior world? Are yet the representatives Of other peoples’ distant lives? Of all the playmates which I knew
Is broken, be admitted in.
In other selves, what can it mean? But that below the purling stream Some unknown joys there be Laid up in store for me;
To which I shall, when that thin skin

Wednesday 10 December 2014

Pomegranate Symbolism



It's a symbol of resurrection and everlasting life.

Symbolises abundance and fertility, beauty and wisdom

What Makes Pomegranate Symbolism So Powerful?

Any symbol is powerful.

A symbol transforms abstract concepts, ideas and beliefs into tangible things that we can touch, see, hear, taste, smell and understand. Symbolism brings power to the abstract concept and also to the object that symbolises it.

Symbols touch our emotions.

They teach.

They enhance meaning.

They motivate.

But there's something more about symbolism with the pomegranate.

The pomegranate has been used throughout history and in almost every religion as a symbol of humanity's most fundamental beliefs and desires, including life and death, rebirth and eternal life, fertility and marriage, abundance and prosperity. Almost every aspect of the pomegranate has come to symbolise something . . . its shape, colour, seeds, juice.

What is it about the pomegranate that appeals to humanity to such an extent?

What is it that seems to literally call to us?

What is it about the pomegranate's qualities and characteristics that give voice to these deepest, most abstract concepts, beliefs, hopes and dreams?

Well . . . let's see what its religious and mythological symbolism reveals.

Within Judaism
As references in the Hebrew Bible indicate, pomegranates decorated the priest's robes and the temple.

Within Christianity

The pomegranate is often seen in paintings and statues of the Virgin Mary and the baby Jesus.

Within Islam
60:68 - O which of your Lord's bounties will you and you deny? Therein fruits, and palm-trees, and pomegranates.
Legend states that each pomegranate contains one seed (aril) from the pomegranate in paradise.

Within Mythology

The Myth of Persephone

Persephone is the daughter of Demeter (mother goddess of crops) and Zeus.
The story goes like this:
"When Persephone is carried off to the underworld by Hades, Demeter is enraged and prevents the crops from growing. To restore the natural order, Zeus arranges his daughter's release by negotiating a settlement between Demeter and Hades. But Hades had already given Persephone a pomegranate seed, and since she has eaten the food of the underworld, she is compelled to spend one-third of the year there with Hades and the other two-thirds in the world above.

Within Chinese Culture

Here, the pomegranate represent many sons - - a common fertility symbol.

Pomegranates in Art


Pablo Picasso's "La Grenade"  capture the beauty and power of the pomegranate.

By Leanne Chesser


According too a popular believe,.a person who holds 3 pomegranate seeds in his wallet will never miss his money! :))

Tuesday 9 December 2014

One looks back



.. with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feelings. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.
Carl Jung

A Brook In The City




The farmhouse lingers, though averse to square
With the new city street it has to wear
A number in. But what about the brook
That held the house as in an elbow-crook?
I ask as one who knew the brook, its strength
And impulse, having dipped a finger length
And made it leap my knuckle, having tossed
A flower to try its currents where they crossed.
The meadow grass could be cemented down
From growing under pavements of a town;
The apple trees be sent to hearth-stone flame.
Is water wood to serve a brook the same?
How else dispose of an immortal force
No longer needed? Staunch it at its source
With cinder loads dumped down? The brook was thrown
Deep in a sewer dungeon under stone
In fetid darkness still to live and run --
And all for nothing it had ever done
Except forget to go in fear perhaps.
No one would know except for ancient maps
That such a brook ran water. But I wonder
If from its being kept forever under,
The thoughts may not have risen that so keep
This new-built city from both work and sleep. 


by Robert Frost

A Boundless Moment




He halted in the wind, and - what was that

Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost? 
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.

'Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom,' I said; 
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.

We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives; 
And then I said the truth (and we moved on) .
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves. 

by Robert Frost

Saturday 6 December 2014

seems like March



It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~Charles Dickens, 

Friday 5 December 2014

Crowning Glory



Hair is an extension of the nervous system, it can be correctly seen as exteriorized nerves, a type of highly evolved 'feelers' or 'antennae' that transmit vast amounts of important information to the brain stem, the limbic system, and the neocortex

Hair is often called a person’s crowning glory.  The hair covers the crown chakra—our connection to Spirit or the Higher Self. It can serve as a reminder of our connection with the Divine. Think of it as a beautiful bridge between you and Source. Consider your hair as your conduit to the Universe.
Hair acts as a sort of antenna system.  How often has your intuition reached out to you by making the hairs on the back of your neck stand? 
Hair is also related to the energy of the aura. When viewed through Kirlian photography, there is a definitive energy field seen around the hair. Yet when hair is cut, the energy field appears to weaken.  Not only acts as a sensor, but a transmitter. Hair carries the energy of the wearer. In Victorian times and even earlier, women gave their true love a lock of their hair. Could that have been more than just a memento?:)
According to U.S. Governmental studies conducted during the Vietnam War, a connection between hair and intuition was discovered. Groups of Native Americans were recruited for the war effort due to their demonstrated and unmatched tracking skills. 
Let the hair beauty be a reflection of true spiritual radiance!