Friday, 20 January 2017

Goings on in Washington DC

I know it's an awfully big event, with brass bands, bodyguards galore, promises, glitz and glamour, and I do like to try and acknowledge significant events on the running wave, but, really, on this occasion I have nothing to say.  At least, nothing anyone is going to want to read.  Sorry!

Wednesday, 18 January 2017

A little ray of hope

In the bleak mid-winter, when there seems to be ongoing uncertainty on every level, doesn't this sight offer a wonderfully reassuring message, that the natural world never waivers, always follows its designated path.  It just keeps on keeping on.  Catkins always remind of the nature table at school, when I was about six.  We were told that the catkins were lamb's tails, left hanging on the tree!  Rather unlikely, but we fell for it!
Yesterday morning was beautiful - at last.  Sunshine, relatively mild, no wind (bonus) and the dogs and I had a good walk, part of which was around this field.  Until about ten days before Christmas, it was a sea of Brussel sprout plants.  Looking north, across the grey Firth of Forth to Fife, it is now ploughed and waiting for its next assignment.  

Thursday, 5 January 2017

New vistas

With a new year comes new vistas for us.  We have moved - again.  Still not in our own home, but we couldn't stay in a first floor flat for long, not with 2 dogs and a cat.  One day we will have our own place again, but for now we are living a bit closer to Edinburgh, so pastures new for a new year.

Today, the dogs and I had a walk through a cold and frosty wood near East Saltoun.  

Saturday, 31 December 2016

For a new year

I think that more than ever before, certainly in my lifetime of 66 years, we go into a new year with a sense of trepidation.  2016 has not been a happy year for this world.  So many people lost;  famous faces but an even greater number of unknown, but equally precious souls.  Lost to the world through violence, ignorance and every kind of wrongdoing you can think of.  Goodness knows what 2017 will bring, with such narcissistic personalities at the helm and in action. One thing you can be sure of - we are all in it together, so I hope that recognition of truth and doing the right thing will prevail, and this time next year we will be feeling rather more at peace than I think we do at the moment.  Hope springs eternal!

Let's start the new year with this!
Deep peace I breathe into you,
O weariness, here:
O ache, here!
Deep peace, a soft white dove to you;
Deep peace, a quiet rain to you;
Deep peace, an ebbing wave to you!
Deep peace, red wind of the east from you;
Deep peace, grey wind of the west to you;
Deep peace, dark wind of the north from you;
Deep peace, blue wind of the south to you!
Deep peace, pure red of the flame to you;
Deep peace, pure white of the moon to you;
Deep peace, pure green of the grass to you;
Deep peace, pure brown of the earth to you;
Deep peace, pure grey of the dew to you,
Deep peace, pure blue of the sky to you!
Deep peace of the running wave to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the sleeping stones to you!
Deep peace of the Yellow Shepherd to you,
Deep peace of the Wandering Shepherdess to you,
Deep peace of the Flock of Stars to you,
Deep peace from the Son of Peace to you,
Deep peace from the heart of Mary to you,
And from Briget of the Mantle
Deep peace, deep peace!
And with the kindness too of the Haughty Father
Peace!
In the name of the Three who are One,
Peace! And by the will of the King of the Elements,
Peace! Peace!

From "The Dominion of Dreams. Under the Dark Star by Fiona Macleod (William Sharp,1895


HAPPY NEW YEAR from the running wave