It’s a long way back up from the bottom. Re-reading an article by Michel Potay, entitled “Barbarism” *, I noted: spirituality – announced by Isaiah, given birth to by Jesus.
I would add that we also have Mohammed as a reminder and Michel with a call to action.
We still have a lot of work to do to transform the blood thirsty savages we continue to be into what we are meant to be – images of God. The creature in God’s image and likeness was pure, without sin. We are like an organ eaten by cancer, but we are capable of restoring our spiritual health.
We today are responsible for the spiritual evolution of humanity.
The only sure effective way to act is on oneself –this will spread like the ripples on a pond.
*Et ce que tu auras écrit –And what you shall have written –, ISBN 2-901821-04-09
Down with Daylight Savings Time!!!
This is one of the stupider ideas we have had so far. There are only a certain number of hours in the day –more in summer, less in winter. Moving the clock hands does not change this. If you want to make better use of what daylight there is, get up when it’s light. Every time I read an article on the subject, the “experts” are advising against this and point out the detrimental effects of it, to people, animals and the environment. The decision has now been moved up to the European level, talk about passing the buck . So thanks to the folks in Brussels, this week my family is another hour farther away.
This photo is something I’d rather look at in my garden than the one I posted yesterday!
Kinda’ scary, ain’t it. I am so ignorant about snakes, I don’t even know if this one is poisonous.
Now I wanna’ hear
the resident engineer
my husband dear
hot water’s here!
Hip, hip, hip â HOORAY!
I have a vague childhood memory of going to visit a widow and hearing beforehand in shushed voices “her whole place is done in red.” I don’t know what I expected, something from Mars or a Midway, but it was actually quite elegant, even staid, perhaps ornate, as I remember the wallpaper was red with gold flocking. I must have been hearing things in the undertones of the adult voices which had no basis in reality, judgment type things.
There is no conclusion to this, other than I am sick of looking at our unfinished bedroom and I put on my absurd red sequin slippers I bought last summer at Fred’s Dollar Store, for a rainy day, and this is one.
OK, that is supposed to be a snazzy red and black mysterious rose; I followed the instructions but it doesn’t seem to be working… Anybody know why?
I did it, I think – it has to be linked.
A minor discomfort, but makes one realize…
The furnace has been off since Wednesday, so the house is getting chilly, but the main bother is no hot water. Fortunately, all the machines (washer and dishwasher) heat their own water, but I will need a shower – cough, cough – and even just washing your hands with cold water doesn’t make it!
The pomegranate has been hung. At 7:30 in the morning!
Is DH somethin’ or is he somethin’!!!
Plus which he cooked yesterday’s chicken (Poulet Smash) so I can’t give you a blow by blow, but it was good, with carrots, potatoes, celeriac, shallots, garlic, black olives…