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Sunday, January 31, 2016

Make haste slowly...



Flowers do not force their way with great strife
Flowers open to perfection slowly in the sun
Don't be in a hurry about spiritual matters
Go step by step and be very sure
~ White Eagle ~

It is always the simple that produces the marvelous. ~ Amelia Barr

What a Beauty ... !

The forest ranger who says trees have social networks too ...



Flame Robin

The Pine Grosbeak is found in coniferous woods across Alaska.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

The mandrake whose roots are supposed to be like human bodies with limbs and head ...


Mandrake in full bloom in October. The flowers are hermaphrodite and its corolla usually is off-white with bluish, pink or violet color ...

 

 
mandrake root. One particular folklore states that mandrakes are like humans, and once removed from earth, it will unleash a sharp scream

Friday, January 29, 2016

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Canadian Geese



The double collared sunbird

 

 

 



The west is reaping what it has sowed.

The west is seeing the results of its invasive and
destabilizing Middle Eastern policies in the "invading
armies" of Syrian and other nations' refugees en masse.
One thinks something like this will not happen but
wake up - it is happening right before the eyes of the
European populations. Populations who do not bat an
eyelid over their countries' policies with regards other
countries so long as they get the cream of the world's
resources. The western notion that the life of a westerner
is more precious than the life of any other human being
is now coming back to haunt them. All the hoo hah and
cry over a single death in shootings in their countries
while they go and shoot dead the people of other 
countries.
Even in non-war interactions of "liberating", 
"democratizing", uninvited mostly, killing citizens, 
women and children, raping and demoralizing 
(the Bengazi incident); these are down-played. It is 
poetic justice; what goes around, comes around - so 
how are they going to handle the mass exodus of 
Syrians and other Arabian and muslim countries into 
Europe? 
The world will have to wait and see.

On the other hand, there maybe many in the west who
do not agree with invasive policies but despite rallying
and demonstrating their voices are not heard. Here, it is
a lesson for humanity to find ways to BE HEARD. 
With having to face the repercussions of their countries'
policies, they are forced to find a way through to being
heard. Otherwise, the ruling elite will continue in their
selfish, war-mongering ways to hold onto power.

Even human beings have their limit ...

I was watching the refugee problems in France and
Europe and a resident says, "they are kind, they do
not disturb us. I have four children and when I do the
school run they say 'hi'. The refugees are parked all
around her house and use her wifi services to use their
handphones. She says of them, "they are humans, not
animals." Yet other neighbours have built high fences
with dogs (refugees being Syrian Muslims)  to keep the
refugees away. There have been some problems.
I feel that even human beings have their limit, before
they become animals.
The refugee has travelled thousands of miles, mainly
on foot with his family and belongings, expecting
tolerance and welcome from European countries (I say
this is naive!) where they hope to start a new life. They
are being barred from entry as these countries face huge
immigration problems as thousands of refugees flock 
there.
Scuffles are breaking out and patience and tolerance is 
low. Where will all this lead? Who are the architects 
and behind the scenes manipulators of these world 
problems. How long does man have to suffer at the 
hands of these fellas who stay hidden behind the world 
curtain and jerk human beings around left, right and 
centre. 
How much of this is really humanity's (I mean the mass 
humanity) problem? How can human beings rise up 
against these anonymous manipulators and take control 
of our destiny?

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Get It ?

Lovely picture



Happy birthday to Scotland's poet, Robert Burns.
“But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or, like the snow-fall in the river,
A moment white, then melts forever.”

― Robert Burns, Tam O'Shanter

Photo: Beautiful Perthshire, Scotland.

Raggiana bird-of-paradise and its courting dance...


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Monday, January 25, 2016

Good Question

A ninth planet?





Some of this data will sound eerily reminiscent 
of Zecharia Sitchin's work - particularly the 
30 degree downward tilt of the undiscovered 
planet's gravitational influence.  It's highly 
elliptical.  It's at least ten times the Earth's mass, 
they think...

Hmm denser than Earth? Therefore more 
material than Earth - low vibrational beings? 
would inhabit such a planet rather than spiritual
beings .... hmmm... the 8th Sphere of Occultism?
 



"I’d like to walk there again. It was so lonely— 

a nice kind of loneliness, and all grass and clover 
and soft sea air."
C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

Photo: Coastal Path, Stonehaven, Aberdeenshire, Scotland

Fine lookin fellas ...

The orange-breasted sunbird

Phew! the pressure that is being put on us !!!



What pressure?
To yearn for a cottage in a lovely unspoilt 
countryside for one ....
To yearn for.... this and that and the other !!
And not accept what is HERE and NOW.... sheesh

Sunday, January 24, 2016

I am not my thoughts, emotions, sense perceptions, and experiences. I am not the content of my life. I am life. I am the space in which all things happen. I am consciousness. I am the Now. ~ Eckhart Tolle

nice and pastoral ...

realistic enough ...

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Saturday, January 23, 2016





All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.


"All That is Gold Does Not Glitter" is a poem 

written by J. R. R. Tolkien for his fantasy novel 
"The Lord of the Rings".

Photo: The Great Ridge near Castleton, Peak District, Derbyshire.