Monday 1st October 2001 23-00 CET
Resolution
The pc problem is slowly resolving...it appears more to be a Motherboard
fault than anything else. A couple of months ago our phone line took
a surge from nearby lightning. It took out our cordless phone and my
modem (I usually have my modem and pC unplugged at such times,
but this time I was not near enough to do it in the time allowed*). So, maybe
that hurt my pc as well (:

*Which all goes to show that good thoughts are no substitute for actions.

Similar words to these were used today by Mayor Guiliani as he spoke to
the UN about the need to act with resolve - pass the appropriate resolutions -
to help the international legal framework deal with the scourge of terrorism.

I guess any definition of Paradise would generally include that we were free
to do what we liked - except to harm each other. In my lifetime I have been
able to witness the growing awareness of our interdependence as human
beings, nations and creatures of the earth. I have witnesed the growing
acceptance of the sanctity of human life: presidents have fallen, nations
disintegrated, major movements have occurred in relation to international
intervention where a country has been decimating it's own populations.

The world has got smaller, closer and through the internet media we all
have friends - some very precious who we've never even met - all around
the world. Tolerance and understanding are blossoming in the hearts
of good folks and our reactions to natural disasters, worldwide, speaks
of a world of hope.

There are injustices: there are inequalities: there are divisions...but two
wrongs never did make one right! Anything, anything, that seeks to inhibit
the growth of respect for each other.....must be resisted with all possible
(and wherever possible non-violent) means.

When Gandhi spoke to Imperialist England he addressed a nation
with a heart, with some codes of morality. He showed us our
inadequacies by educating us into principles of respect for human
dignity.

But how can you educate someone who has no respect for themselves?
How can you talk to someone about dignity and the preciousness of life
when they do not even see it for themselves? When in their hope-less-ness
they even deny hope to others?

In the face of such horror as we have recently witnessed,
actions do speak louder than words, manifestations more than
intentions.

The United Nations need to be just that...united.
*In the oneness'

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Sunday 30th September 2001 12-00 CET
Uh-Oh, pc down!
Amazing! Despite obtaining the latest anti-virus prog and a
whole new backup sys, my main PC is down! It appears to
be, from the symptoms, a virus and a particularly nasty one.

I take all the precautions: I don't open mail enclosures from
people I don't know, I have 'live av prog' that intercepts all
internet incoming data and checks it, firewalls to block
scripts unless I choose to accept them.....and now it looks
like 8 gig of accumulated data will disappear!

I have cd backups of the most important stuff..but it's the
extra work and inconvenience of it all that is a nuisance.
Thank goodness for my 'old machine' that at least ,so far,
allows me some communication.

So, find the blessing in this then, huh? Hmmm.....well I did
have a lot of 'old stuff' in my pc, so now if I must rebuild the
HDD I can have a really good sort out - only re-installing that
which is important.

Strange isn't it, how a 'personal catastrophe' (and living where
I live, loving my pc like I love it, it is a personal catastrophe when
such a problem hits), concentrates the mind and heart on what is
really important?

It's not exactly that all my data has disappeared forever, it's more
that I have to find a way to access it. A way to communicate with
it. Rediscover a methodology of inter-action.

Now that sounds a little bit like quite a few spiritual concepts,
huh? Like, since we are spiritual beings then we know all there
is to know - in spiritual terms. We just have to find the methodology
of inter-action between our 'life experiencing self' and our 'spiritual
awareness self'.

As with my old PC, we can find many insights in many of the
'old truths' - without the necessity to be 'old' in our thinking and
lovingness. Huh?

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Thursday September 27th 2001 10-45 CET
Balancing Pacifism
I enjoy the luxury of thinking myself to be - or preferring to think
myself to be - a 'pacifist'. That is to say I am someone who prefers to
use peaceful, non-violent methodologies.

I enjoy this 'luxury' because others are not pacifists! They are
willing to dedicate themselves to a life of service...as police or
in the armed services and similar vocations/occupations. As a
result I exist in a society/societies where I have never been
compelled to make the 'absolute decision': namely, at what point
does a violent response become necessary?

There are those who would respond "It is never necessary!".
In my heart, in my spirituality, I would like to accept such
a concept. However, should I stand idly by and let others be harmed
by an 'evil intent' - or would not the state of lovingness require from
me that I intervene in someway? Is it better that the life of one be
taken than the life of many be destroyed? Is the lovingness any
the less, or greater, depending upon numbers?

What if my intervention were verbal and loving? Could it be that
the expression of lovingness were itself enough to combat the
'indoctrinated hatred' of the oppressor?

The fact of the matter is that sometimes we are confronted in life
by circumstances that refuse to respond to 'the lovingness' and in
such circumstances the duty of a pacifist is to continue to
express 'lovingness' - but to do so with an appreciation that we
enjoy this 'luxury' because others make total sacrifice.

In the face of great 'evil', the sacrifice of a 'principle' for the greater
good can also be an act of lovingness.

Pacifists have plenty of 'humanitarian work' to do in such
times as these. We may not support war, but unless and until we
are prepared to 'sacrifice totally - even principles' we have no
right to oppose what others - fairly and justly in their perception
- deem to be the only available response to an evil, destructive and
non-loving force.

Our 'lovingness' accepts the duality of this life experience
and should accept the necessity of a 'measured response'
by those who have the responsibility to defend the way
of life that permits us the 'luxury' of non-violent existence.

Extant,it is a sad reality that sometimes the language of violence
must be used in order that the opponents of lovingness
can understand.

The difference between the two opposing forces is that one side
recognises the 'sadness' of the actions - whilst the other
simply glorifies in the destruction and claims 'extreme principles of
justification' for it.

When we are willing to surrender our 'comfortable existing'
and march, unarmed except with our lovingness, into the
'war zones of the world' proclaiming our message of peace -
then, and only then, do we actually give reality to our 'pacifist
concept'. Until that time, we enjoy our 'concepts' at the cost
of someone else's dedication and have no integrity in our
lovingness if we undermine their perceived 'service to society'.

When we are willing to stand in line, as ordinary Hindu and Moslem
followers of Gandhi did outside a salt works, and be beaten or even killed
without offering violence in return...when we are willing to do that
we transform the concept of pacifism into the reality .

Until we are willing to 'risk our lives', our 'comfortable existence',
in the cause of the lovingness - we have no right nor honesty
to condemn those who risk their lives to 'defend freedom and society
against those who would destroy it'.


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Tuesday 25th September 2001 23-50 CET
Autumn
Yesterday I travelled to Oslo, a journey of a couple of hours. It was
bright sunshine and the journey through the resplendant autumn colours
was a most pleasant experience.

Farmers were busier than I'd ever seen them before...I suppose the sun
and dry days are naturally important..."make hay while the sun shines".
It was clear that farmers had carpetted a great deal of the countryside
with that 'crew cut look' which textured the land and made a stunning
'counterpoint' to the naturalness of the forests and unused land.

Now I am back in Sweden awaiting, this evening, a forecasted brilliant
show of 'Northern Lights' (Aurora Borealis) which has also often
been a source of considerable pleasure and wonder.

In this 'normality' I seem to be light years away from the suffering
of so many others in this world: those so impoverished that they
have not even a decent supply of clean water: others for whom
food is an absolute luxury: those who live in fear of oppression,
whether political, religious or simply 'blind hatred'

Perhaps an appreciation of what we have, what we can enjoy,
can also serve as a motivation to share it!

Whilst it is right that nations defend their citizens, is it not
also amazing that such tragedies/crises as we have recently
witnessed seem able to motivate in a way nothing else can?
The figures of money I see/hear talked about for space
exploration, defense expenditures...attack budgets....
such a small percentage of these used to improve the lot
of a disproportinately higher number of 'have nots' (food/water)
may well prove to be the best investment against terrorism.

Ah, but these are naive ideals, huh?
Well, perhaps nowadays they are not so naive, and perhaps
the recognition of the interdependence of humanity resulting
from the dramatic increase of communication in the last 30 years,
perhaps these factors recreate a potential for 'Paradise realised'
here on earth.

Perhaps being 'light years away' is of no consequence when LOVE
is not bound by space or time. Especailly when LOVE is truly
'unconditional'.

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Sunday 23rd September 2001 23-50 CET
Arising.....
The dust blocked out the sun it was reported. It rained dust on normality.
This was the dust of death. This was not Hiroshima or Nagasaki, for those
events belong, thankfully, to another age and a different comprehension.

The sounds of differing traditions, alternative cultures, harmonised in
a prayer for those whose lives had been taken, or whose lives had
been unimaginably changed.

Though they were labelled by many as 'muslim extremists/terrorists',
though the Koran condemns their actions, though the civilised world
renounces their motivations......nowhere was it more strongly, directly
crystallised than before the mourning throng in New York today:

"People rose to their feet when Imam Izak-El Pasha pleaded for tolerance.

"We Muslims, Americans, stand today with a heavy weight on our shoulders
that those who would dare do such dastardly acts claim our faith," he said.

"They are no believers in God at all."

The crowd respectfully observed the varying religious traditions and
representatives who joined in sincere prayer.

From the ashes of terrorism rose the phoenix of expressed faith.

"One-ness is Divinity"

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"Oh, earth,
Oh, humanity,
How long, how long
before you see
that One-ness is Divinity"
from the peom "One and one makes one" , Geoffrey Groom, http://poet.2000c.net

Let that which divides us become bridges of tolerance and understanding
that unites us.
Let not only sadness, horror, mutual deprivation be that which unites us,
but compassion, caring and genuine practical assistance be the tools of unity.

For of such virtues as these is Paradise constructed.

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21st September 2001 23-20 CET
Great truths
Muhammed Ali (Cassius Clay) visited 'Ground Zero' yesterday. This
'charismatic warrior', who so often has touched the hearts of millions
around the world, once more had some gems of truth for us all.

I remember the young Cassius Clay speaking, when asked on an
english television programme in the 1960's about the subject of
'racial discrimination.' This was the time of the Civil Rights
movement, Martin Luther King, and obscene scenes of
institutionalised violence and repression in the southern states.
He spoke of every person being like a flower in God's field, different
but complementing each other - the individual adding to the beauty
of the whole.

He spoke yesterday of the fact that ALL the major religions contain truths.
So, here's one that seems appropriate to the subject of 'fundamentalism':

"If One
Ponders on objects of the sense, there springs
Attraction: from attraction grows desire,
Desire flames to fierce passion, passion breeds
Recklessness; then the memory - all betrayed -
Lets noble purpose go, and saps the mind
Til purpose, mind and man are all undone."

As a young man, about 20 years old, Gandhi read the Bhagavad-Gita
for the first time (fully) whilst studying in England. He read the Gita,
the Koran, the Bible all in one year! The above words made a deep
impression upon him (he writes in his autobiography). They are
from the Gita (Chapter 2) but could just as easily have been from
the Koran or the Bible.

Fierce passion, whether fundamentalist or otherwise, betrays the noble
purpose/s that are the foundations of the major religions and the
truths that they contain. Purpose, mind and man are all undone
in the emotional and often violent recklessness that follows.

Those that desire to wage 'holy war'...or 'unholy war'... are more advised,
by all the great religions of the world, to wage that war within themselves
.... where, to quote Gandhi again, 'most of the devils truly reside.'

Those that use their knowledge and power to inflame the passions
of those who trust them..they are the greater devils, huh?

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September 20th 2001 13-30 CET
UNCONDITIONAL
That's the word. That's the meaning.
That's what Divine LOVE is! Unconditional.

Anything less than that is a restriction upon the God given
'freedom of choice' which is the birthright of every, every
single human being. Free will. Free choice.

Unconditional LOVE.

God IS LOVE...and is therefore unconditional in the lovingness.

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September 20th 2001 12-40 CET
Principles of religious 'Justification'
As a young man, 20 years old, I attended a 'religious college'. It was a
college that accepted all shades of 'Protestant Christian opinion' I was horrified
to discover the extent to which the belief system of an individual was
so often founded on 'misinterpreted texts'. It was at that time that
I developed the principle of always, always attempting to understand
the social and historical meaning of the words spoken..at that time they
were originally spoken! For language and social customs are not static, they
are ever changing and adapting.

For example, in the Christian faith much is made of the words of
Jesus upon the cross,"My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?".
These words are used as a symbol of Christ's total isolation in his act of
supreme sacrifice. Many 'christian fundamentalists' use this text to show
the absolute horror of His sacrifice...He even was seperated from God
'His Father', they say in order to save you! (How is it possible to be seperated
if God is Omnipresent?)
Jesus was accepted as, and understood to be, by the society
of the time, a learned Rhabbi. A man whose knowledge of the
scriptures, the 'Holy Books', was even evident in His childhood when
He was found at the temple discussing with the 'learned men'.

Hey, did you know most people couldn't read at that time?
Hey, did you know it was the practice to learn passages by heart?
Hey, did you know a Rhabbi only needed to quote the opening words
of a passage and most understood what he was referring to?
Hey, did you know the opening words of a Psalm that speaks of
victory over evil, that speaks of God's protection of His servants,
that speaks of total trust?

Hey, do you know the opening words of Psalm 22?

Now, how can it be that a statement of final victory - such as Jesus
made in the words 'My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?" -
can be made/turned/corrupted into a statement of rejection and defeat and
used to 'enslave your hearts' in a prison of guilt?
It takes a good imagination to be able to do that...oh, and a lot of ignorance!

So what?
Well here's what! Did you now that almost 1000 Muslims are reported
killed or missing at the World Trade Centre tragedy?
Did you know that the Koran clearly, unequivocably, states:
"If anyone murders an [innocent] person... it will be as if he had murdered
the whole of humanity."
And Muhammad is recorded as saying that Muslim rules of engagement forbid attacks
on non-combatants, women, children and men of religion; they outlaw attacks on the
"means of subsistence" of those who "offer no resistance". No miscreant should be given
succour or refuge by Muslims.

But fundamentalists in all religions share common characteristics beyond the fact that they
interpret symbols literally. All are highly selective in "the fundamentals" they chose
to return to, and in what part of modernity they accept. All take traditional texts and use them
out of context (Paul Vallely)

Ignorance and hatred are yet another form of violence...especially so when they are used
by people who know better and seek to defeat 'the lovingness' in order to control people
who do not know.
If it isn't loving..it isn't from the One God. Anyone who argues differently has a
problem with the concept that 'God IS Love' and by definition, therefore, cannot be
anything else!
The One God does not use means understood by our limited 'lovingness' to influence
creation. Violence, hatred, belief system control mechanisms - anything that limits the free
expression of our potentiality for lovingness.....these are man made misinterpretations.

(thanks for reading this far...smile)

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September 19th 2001 11-00am CET
The silence of grief
Occasionally in our lives we meet circumstances that so overwhelm our
senses that we are directed into the silence, we walk, as it were, into
a noneness - a no-consciosness.

This past week has been such a time. Not for everyone, for there are
many many who have had little time for the introspective calmness
of loss, they have been too busy trying to rescue...they have set
aside themselves in supremacy of service motivated by astounding
compassion. Their satsang of silent grieving is yet to come, postponed
for the 'now' in the cause of serving their fellow humanbeings.

For almost all of us the need to make comment, to vocalise our
lovingness, was both immediate and urgent. People from all
over the world uniting in a common bond of horror and loss.

This 'blogspot' has been absent for a week, partially in tribute
to those whose lives were taken in unimaginably horrendous
circumstances. It was a time for silence, for observing, for
watching the outpouring of love and compassion that has
been the circumstance, worldwide, in these past days.

Former bitter enemies offering help, allies standing together,
ordinary folks (like me) communicating lovingness in all it's
wonderfully gracious diverse forms.

It has been a time for silence. A time for listening in the hope that
we may hear a knocking or a moaning that led the rescuers
to someone trapped in 'Ground Zero'. The silence of that
unrealised hope guiding us into an even deeper silence
within ourselves.

In that silence the voice of LOVE, the tones of togetherness,
have been whispering gently in our existing:

"The best of humanity always overcomes the worst.....always."

Stop! Look! Listen!

Tuesday 11th September 2001 23-30 CET
World Trade Centre/Pentagon Violence
"Poverty is the greatest form of violence" stated Mohandas K Gandhi.
This is most certainly true, for poverty inflicts pain in so many ways.

But violence is not a question of degree...violence is violence and
demands from us a response which, in our human experiencing condition
cannot always be one of expressing lovingness...though there have
been many...great and small..who in this past century have done
just that.

So we look into a shattered World Trade centre dustcloud. We
contemplate the terror aboard those hijacked civil airlines
whose passengers and crew were mercilessly sacrificed to some,
as yet, unknown 'principle of justification'. Oh, that the world might
be saved from such principles and justifications that carry within
them all that speaks against the sanctity of human life.

In these horrendous circumstances it is hard to 'find a blessing'.

I sometimes visit the websites of young 'anti-social/punk orientated' people
in the USA. I have heard the revolt against authority, the cynicism
expressed against social morals and values and the empasised hyprocrisy
of older generations. I see the disrepect verbalised against the world..and
read of the apparent lack of individual responsibility and respect.

A 15 year old of this 'category' writes in this way. Having heard of
the appalling scenario unfolding in America today, his response..his
immediate response..was " I am going down to give blood."

The price of freedom is individual responsibility. In such circumstances
as these we all have the potential for 'being a source of blessings'.
God Bless you Tonio!!!!

"A true disciple feels another's pain as his own" sang Gandhi as a child.
I am not certain if I qualify as a 'disciple', but I am weeping inside for the
pain of all those families, friends, schoolpals......who have lost a loved one
this terrible, inhuman, unimaginably unkind day.

Monday 10th September 2001 11-40 CET
So today I continue the carpentry work I started yesterday, I am renovating and
restyling the middle room upstairs. It continues to rain and I hear the melody of it
playing upon the roof as I work. Crescendoes and gentler passages, it is as though
fingers are playing a 'pastoral' upon some gigantic nature piano. Playing with
strength and also with sensitivity.
The harmony of the sounds and the interplay of lighting effects are truly an
incredible sequence of experiences.
So is life in this 'reality', huh?

Sunday 10th September 2001 20-50 CET
The South African group Ladysmith Black Mombazo, one of the groups
on the Paul Simon 'Gracelands' CD...and I understand Nelson Mandela's
favourite group..... have a beautifully melodic song "Rain rain beautiful
rain". The song, amongst other things, emphasises the value of rain
in a hot, dry land.
They would have loved it here today. The 'Swedish Autumn Monsoon' hit
with full force, coming so heavy the rainwater gutters for the roof could not
cope and mini-waterfalls cascaded down the side of the building - this was
doubtless helped by the abundance of leaves that had gathered in them . So
I got drenched clearing out leaves - but even then the gutters still overflowed!
It was.....hmmm...magnificent :)
We often think it inconvenient, but I wonder where all the forests would bem
where all the berries (blueberry amongst them) would be, where would the lakes
be...if we didn't have this continuing supply of water?

Of course, we (mankind that is) would probably like to reach a point of being
able to control all these things (we seem to think we are clever enough for that)
and that we could turn on rain like a garden sprinkler. I wonder if we are sufficiently
sensitive to the needs of nature to ever be able to do this with any degree of
success.

Maybe it would simply be better if we adapted to the wisdom of nature, helping
for example to channel water to arid areas of the world (creating new micro-climates)
and improving the conditions for so very many human beings. Alas, as yet, we
have not reached a point of accepting even the importance of this - though we have
the technology for it, we lack the will to do it..

Nature, however, continues to provide some form of balance...even if we don't
quite understand the rational.
"Rain rain beautiful rain' simply demonstrates the principle - that it depends where we
stand as to how we view.

Saturday 8th September 2001 11-05 am CET
Postcript
They said to me
"GET A LIFE"
so I got one.
But it was faulty
so I took it back!
I was told
'The only thing that is faulty
is your perception....
Be who you are
not who everyone else wants you to be".

A rose is a rose, an oak tree an oak tree,
all have their unique place.
So do you
existence is incomplete
without YOU
being the special you that you are.

Saturday 8th September 2001 10-45 am CET
OOOps, it's a grotty start to my day today. I feel like I have just finished
fighting with a Centurion tank! So I am slow this morning not exactly being
encouraged by grey skies and rain.
I often take a visit to www.Osho.com and take a 'transformation' meditation
card reading. These I find most helpful in helping me create a 'mind view'
for the day. I am not exactly a devotee of Osho, like many spiritual leaders
I find there is something, now and then, in what they say - or even the
way they say it - which serves as a reminder, a 'refresher'.
Today's reading was entitled 'Atisha's heart medicine' and here's an excerpt
which I trust I may republish having quoted source:
"Atisha's method is just the opposite: when
you breathe in, breathe in all the misery and suffering of all the beings
of the world--past, present and future. And when you breathe out,
breathe out all the joy that you have, all the blissfulness that you have,
all the benediction that you have. Breathe out, pour yourself into
existence. This is the method of compassion: drink in all the suffering
and pour out all the blessings".
That reminded me of childhood and belief-systems that existed
within my family circle....for it reminded me of the old adage/song
'count your blessings, name them one by one'.
So, instead of being in the queue at the complaints department
of God's Creation Industry,inc....... I felt better being in the choir
attempting to count the innumerable blessings of this existing
:):):):):)

Friday 7th September 2001 19-30 CET
The forecast said cloudy and probably, almost certainly, rain.
So we had one or two clouds now and then, and beautiful sunshine.
Still, it must be a tough job trying to predict the subleties of nature,
after all we have a hard enough job trying to do that with people we
live with or know very well....imagine trying to do it with clouds....
even if you have looked at them from both sides now :):)

Oh, I forgot to mention, that two nights ago I rented a video, I do
so a couple of times a month as I do not have (nor do I want anymore)
relevision. Good story, brilliant acting...."Finding Forrester'... was the title.
Sean Connery (from whom I have never yet seen a disappointing movie)
and a young guy Rob Brown. Both are incredible and within minutes you
have lost the feeling of being at a movie, you are a part of their lives. Here's
what the official website says about Rob Brown:

ROB BROWN (Jamal Wallace) was born in Harlem and raised in Brooklyn,
New York. A natural who never studied acting and who has no professional
acting experience, he makes his acting and motion picture debut in Finding Forrester.

Rob celebrated his 16th birthday just before the start of production.
He is in his junior year of high school, where he is a talented athlete who
plays basketball and football.

and here's the official website if you want to look:

http://www.spe.sony.com/movies/findingforrester/

Occasionally, even in the tranquility of this place in Sweden.....I (a little like Forrester)
venture out into the big world......hehehehehehehe
Hey, if you get a chance, don't miss this film...it's amazing for it's exploration
of differing prejudices and for the integrity with which they are overcome.

Love's Independence 6 th September 2001 12-20 CET
It is in the missing that you find what you seek, re-discover what is important to you.The 'frustration' of seperation concentrates, crystalizes, the emotions so that focus is sharpened, awareness accentuated, and that which you seek is found where it always resided... ...deep within yourself.

Is there someone's touch you miss? Examine,then, exactly what characteristics are involved and you will soon discover that all these attributes are your perceptions, your stimulated senses, your emotions, your own reactions to that touch which
you now feel you are missing. It is only possible to 'miss' that which is the stimulative beginning of your own reactivity and participation. Yet, how could you 'miss' something you have never experienced? If experienced, then it is remembered, huh?

Apply this concept to love: you will soon observe that that which you most love about another is their ability/gift to shake your own consciousness into the
awareness of itself. So it is that love can transcend time and distance- for do you cease to love when the recipient of your lovingness is not in the seme room, house or even country?

Your love clearly exists independently and is not reliant upon another's proximity. Only if, or when, you accept the supposed 'finality' of death, only then do you
cease to love....huh?...and this statement, as you probably have already experienced, is not a truism! Even after the 'event of death' we still can love,
do love. Though the 'remembered habit of physical companionship' may fade over time, we still persist in loving - and seem aware of being loved - way beyond
the 'final barrier of death'.

If our love were truly dependent upon another it could probably never survive in such a climate of imperfections and apparent contradictions.

As I have previously written, " Love is YOU when you can find in another the reasons (motivations) to express your lovingness."
4ccc

5th September 09-58 CET
Not one. Cannot see one anywhere. Not a single cloud in a dedazzling blue sky and masses of dancing sunbeams
filtering through the tall birch trees that overlook the lake.
The lake is alive with so many dazzling light reflections it's like a major motorway with a ten mile slow crawl tailback of flashing impatience. Only it's quiet. It's got a rhythm that is stressless and therapeutic.
The sunlight xrays the greens and fading colours adding a
skeletal transluscence that simply amplifies the wonderful, individual structure of each leaf.
There is hardly a breath of wind as bees and other flying insects...especially dragonflies....busy themselves around the morning moisture droplets that glisten with grandeur on many leaftops.
It's a beautiful morning. An inspiring morning.
It's so amazing if we simply take a few quiet minutes to look around...to really see.....

September 4th 2001 17-35 CET
New website now online at http://lo.2ya.com

4th September 2001
The hectic beautiful summer is now over, our home having been blessed with the company of innumerable visitors, precious friends, beloved family and many
other guests...all of whom have found pleasure and peace in the beauty and wonder of this place. All of whom, without exception, have bestowed a benediction of belonging upon us.
The autumn richness has painted the landscape in oppulent, luxuriosly deep, tones which are complimented by the amazing variety of cloud and sky formations that are the symbols of nature's preparations for the coming winter. Already storms have tensioned the trees and vegetation, given advanced warning of the coming loss.
Leaves have started to yawn yellow and doubtless the sap is slowing it's metabolism ready for the iced snow slumbering. There's a chill carrying on the wind on the days when the sun plays hide and seek with the blue grey cumulus congregations, occasionally surrendering supremacy for energy charged milliseconds of awseome natural power and drum rolls that echo incessantly amidst the hills, forests and surface stirred lakes.

It's the period of increasing darkness and therefore is the time for practising 'hibernation' within the cave of my computer and the apparent infinity of the
internet. Thus, the blog restarts and a new website, v 3.01, is born - it will shortly leave the maternity ward.