Time

Today is March 21st, nearly 1 month since I left to go to Austria, and everything seems to have gone to pot since then.

I was blogging every day for over a month before I went to Austria. Since I have returned I seem to have lost momentum and time seems to have flown by even quicker.
There was a website I found by chance a few years ago called, ‘Acceleration of Time.’ I can quite well believe it! I have often thought for a long time that 24 hours is no longer 24 hours. It is more like 12 hours! The trouble is I can no longer find the website, so if anyone knows anything drop me a comment and web address please!

OK, I have a few ideas and I think my blog needs sorting out. I am going to do three different blogs so that I can keep my writing in some kind of order!
I started with a blog about me and my different views and experiences on everything spiritual. I have by no means finished this section because I have a lot of unusual and exciting experiences and philosophies to share.

Another passion that has recently resurfaced is the environment. My main motive is to introduce people to Freedom Fuels International. This innovative self-made company produce a product to reduce emissions and increase MPG on cars. The company has boomed and they are currently operating in 165 countries.
If anyone fancies taking a look then log onto www.aceuwin.myffi.biz If you feel you are a consumer with a conscience and want to protect the world for future generations then this is one for you!
Austria being the fantastic place it is, will also feature prominently in this blog1

My other passion is God! Or anything spiritual. It is going to be slightly different from my initial blog because it will be geared around the Catholic Church.
My friend Sarah who is also, my business partner went mad when I mentioned the Catholic Church.
Fair enough, they have a lot to answer for. Corruption, rape, pillage, greed, domination,control, lies etc!
However, everyone has an opportunity to repent and change!

There are many things I am not sure about and do not agree with. I have never been one for following the crowd. The reason I came back to the Church was I had a good friend who is Catholic and who kept on asking me to meet her there. Therefore, I went! It was as simple as that.
It was also an ideal opportunity to introduce my son Joshua to a sense of community. They do cater for kids and I felt it was a good thing to do for him.

As I am also into exploring many things, I felt it time to go back to the Church and question certain views and rituals. I have started going up to see our priest, a great man who has an open mind. Unlike the priests that I knew as a child Father Ian will listen and discuss issues that I know were once never mentioned or spoken about. So that cannot be bad can it?
A step in the right direction… All this can be read in my Blog for God!

Yesterday was my birthday, the last day of Pisces. I have a Sagittarius rising and a Pisces moon and yes, my feet are not often on the floor.
I am not going to do much more because basically I have just drunk half a bottle of wine with a friend. She came round to wish me well and now I am feeling the effects of the alcohol.
So I am going to bed, happy in the knowledge that tomorrow is another possible blogging day!

Blogging for God..freedom,help,self,happiness...!

I went to mass this morning. The journey to going back to church is a long one, which I might cover some other time.
Anyway, this morning we had a black priest from London visiting the parish called Father Godwin, who was originally from Africa. He just happened to mention that he had a wonderful time here in Wales, and how ‘free’ he felt here!

What he said next is the reason why I felt I needed to write this blog, rather than continue with my blogging on the mind training.

Whilst here, he had been invited by a number of the parishioners to visit their homes and join them in meals. He said that in London, he was rarely asked to go to anyone’s house. Only a few people of black descent had ever asked him to join them in their own homes.
He also said that in London especially on the tube, people hide behind their newspapers and rarely talk or acknowledge each other, not even to him, a priest. He seemed sad that people felt they could not talk to each other anymore!

He then went on to say that, he had visited the castle in Denbigh. It sits on top of a hill in the centre of the town and is surrounded by magnificent views of the vale of Clwyd.
While he was there enjoying these breath-taking views, a stranger approached him and they stood talking for a ‘whole 15 minutes’.
He did not elaborate on the conversation, but was amazed by the friendliness of the stranger. This person rekindled within Father Godwin a renewed sense of belonging.
He thanked God for allowing him to experience freedom again. He also said that it reminded him of how he felt when he lived back in Africa.

The reason I felt that I had to write about this, is because of the whole issue of how fragmented people have become.
People rarely think about other people first especially in large, overcrowded societies where perhaps the word survival is paramount.
It is a shame that we have become so engrossed with the self and most of us find it hard to help our neighbour. We have become a nation of helping ourselves first and it all seems to be geared up around money, and the have and have not’s! Some people find it hard even to help their own families!

I have experienced the coldness and indifference of people living in London. I often wonder why people seem to be in fear of allowing their fellow human beings to get too close to them.
They seem to have cut themselves off and have stopped interacting with strangers.

Maybe the first step would be to acknowledge our fellow human beings with a polite good day or good morning. The world would definitely become a nicer place!

That would certainly be a start in the right direction!...

freedom, help, thoughts, happiness, god, self, belonging.

Joy and demons...Change,God, Life, Poetry, Fear,Belief?

Its not too late but I have been meaning to write a new blog for a while now, but time has gotten in the way again.

I have just come across this piece I wrote this year but it is perhaps a bit heavy. Maybe I was feeling sorry for myself, because my mum had just passed over and I began to question what the "hell" was life all about!

I am going to publish it anyway....

So they say. Think about every moment too hard and life becomes bound by strings that are invisible and we wonder why our life never changes.

Caught up in the world wind of a hurricane, moving us forward to near oblivion, we attempt to find a route for our redemption.

We look for a leader, a light to shine in the darkness, but all that we find is dust where once had been life.
We strain to music played by a beating drum, only we do not understand its tune.
We wait to see who is following us and we use the excuse that there is always someone else to blame.
We smother ourselves with hints of remorse when things go wrong but we never accept that maybe the fault lies with ourselves.

Why we are in the situation is the question we ask ourselves often. We always find someone else to blame and rarely look at the reasons why.
We live in fear and we believe that god will forgive us anything.

The earth revolves in a never-ending circle and nights grow dim before dawn breaks. We wake up only admitting that perhaps we had a bad dream and the insights and intuition that tried in the darkness to trigger some answers to our questions is put to one side as we get on with the day.

God is waiting and he will forgive me is the hopeful belief that runs through our heads as people destroy the earth and use its resources to further existence on this planet.

Do not worry, God is not vengeful, he will not harm us.

Little do we realise that god is only watching, smiling and with a knowing look turns his back.

The people will know when they look at their shadows; the realisation will dawn when the mirror of time strikes the hour of their awakening.

They will become aware like a bolt of thunder strikes its target and suddenly all will be clear but then it will be too late for them to turn back, because as the cycle of life revolves the karmic links that they have created will strike again at their door.

They will eventually understand that they will have to relive the experience again and travel down the pathway of life hoping to find their selves at a new doorway of time where they can undo the threads that they have built on the web of human existence.

Acceptance, Change, God, Life, Poetry, Fear, Belief?