Inspirational Birds of Paradise Flowers

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Before venturing to the Southern Hemisphere, a dear friend gave me painted, wooden, Balinese, Bird of Paradise flowers, they have fascinated me ever since.

I took the above last weekend while visiting Newcastle, the second largest city in New South Wales after Sydney. I particularly like the combination of secondary colours and the shades of green, orange and purple.

After experiencing limited Internet access for the past week, the following have inspired me to get my act together:
“Allow yourself to step away from the madness and frenzy of life and step into balance and awareness”. My Awakening Life

Monthly art celebrating the goddess conceived by, Adventures and Musings of a Hedgewitch

Peace Practice: Everyday Gurus

I’m finding it difficult to accept that my ramblings here deserve to be nominated for the following awards. Thank you to my nominators, followers and likers for expressing the contrary.

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Day Dreamer Award by Mental Mystic

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Liebster Award by Blog It or Lose It

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Very Inspiring Blogger Award by Tuttacronaca

Practise Peace

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My 5 year old son just started playing YMCA basketball. He is one of the younger players on the team and a bit intimidated. I almost let him quit. One day he asked me, “Daddy, are the games we play practice games?” I told him that every game he will EVER play is a practice game, unless he makes the pros like Jeremy Lin. But even professional games are practice games. Just because you play for money doesn’t make it any more substantial.

“I do not judge success based on championships; rather, I judge it on how close we came to realizing our potential.”–John Wooden

If you believe, like I do, that “we are not human beings having a spiritual experience, but spiritual beings having a human experience,” then our whole human existence is a practice game. We are already Gods, Buddhas, and Peace; we just need to re-member…

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Surprise gift

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One sunny January afternoon,
Caught sight of a glowing red ball float by,
Gentle breeze guides the bobbing balloon,
Reflecting the warmth of the day, say “hi!”
Pneumatic globe, bringer of mirth and joy
– Good luck, happy birthday, have a safe trip,
Man and child enjoy this temporary toy,
Random occurrence or sylphs hands to ship?
Held fast by finest, silvery, silken web,
Red string trails artfully, above, behind,
Watching the strength of the spider’s home ebb,
The balloon appears to fight against bind,
Strong wind swirls, tugs and shoves until its free
Manmade gift from nature swept up a tree

(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Blog the love

A commendable endeavour….

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Yesterday, I was cruising around the blogs that I devoutly follow (I’m getting better at checking in, at least. *grins*), and one way or another I found myself upon the “doorstep” of The Golden Age of Gaia (formerly The 2012 Scenario).  It was while there that I read through a recent post regarding February 14th and their desire for that day to become known as “a day of global love, abundance and equality”.  This is perfectly inline with my own thoughts with regard to that day, at least to some degree.

Valentine’s Day has become a day focused on romantic love (as well as materialism, but that’s another “rant” for another time).  One that is seemingly exclusive to some and, in many ways, depression worthy for oh-so-many.  It was my intent (before coming across the post at The Golden Age of Gaia) to focus this year on another type…

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Astral Catherine Wheel

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Looking like a spider’s web swirled into a spiral, the galaxy IC 342 presents its delicate pattern of dust in this image from NASA’s Spitzer Space Telescope. Seen in infrared light, the faint starlight gives way to the glowing bright patterns of dust found throughout the galaxy’s disk.

At a distance of about 10 million light-years, IC 342 is relatively close by galaxy standards, however our vantage point places it directly behind the disk of our own Milky Way. The intervening dust makes it difficult to see in visible light, but infrared light penetrates this veil easily. It belongs to the same group as its even more obscured galactic neighbor, Maffei 2.

IC 342 is nearly face-on to our view, giving a clear, top-down view of the structure of its disk. It has a low surface brightness compared to other spirals, indicating a lower density of stars (seen here as a blue haze). Its dust structures show up much more vividly (red). Blue dots are stars closer to us, in our own Milky Way.

New stars are forming in the disk at a healthy clip. The very center glows especially brightly in the infrared, highlighting an enormous burst of star formation occurring in this tiny region. To either side of the center, a small bar of dust and gas is helping to fuel this central star formation.

Data from Spitzer’s infrared array camera (IRAC) are shown in blue (3.6 microns), green (4.5 microns) and red (5.8 and 8.0 microns).

Image courtesy of NASA/JPL-Caltech. Star Walk app for iPad – European Space Agency

Enjoy the moment

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Our eyes turn heavenward,
See technicolour coil,
Unwinding up, outward,
Watery, rainbow tears foil
Future, past, present sight,
Flashing before your eyes,
Refracted spectral light,
Glittering spangle dies,
Intensity fading,
Luminescence shaded,
Clarity dulls, clouding,
Psychedelic splashes,
Now retinal flashes.

(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved

Happy Australia Day

I am moved by this poem about the Australian flag

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Our flag bears the stars that blaze at night
In our southern sky of blue
And that little old flag in the corner
That’s part of our heritage too,
It’s for the English, the Scots and the Irish
Who were sent to the end of the earth
The rogues and the schemers and dreamers
Who gave our Australia its birth.

And you who are shouting to change it
You don’t seem to understand
It’s the flag of our laws and language
Not the flag of a far away land
There are plenty of people who’ll tell you
How when Europe was plunged into night
The little old flag in the corner
Was their symbol of freedom and light.

It don’t mean we owe our allegiance
To a forgotten imperial dream
We’ve the stars to show where we’re going
And the old flag to show where we’ve been
It’s only an…

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Vibrant green hues

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Sunday, 20oC (68oF), a relief to feel cooler air around my bare arms and legs, to hear rain rattling on the tin roof and intermittent bird song. The peace of nature is broken by the sound of a child’s cries, the whoosh of cars and the din of planes climbing into the sky. Thank fully Sydney’s east – west runway is not constantly in use.

Countless vivid green hues have come to life in the garden, a vibrant scene set against a grey stained sky.

Yesterday it was a muggy 29oC (84oF), with no plans for Australia Day we did 35 minutes of cardio followed by a walk up King Street to the hardware store, chatting about how quiet Newtown seemed for a Saturday morning. By the time we took Stan for his walk the sun was breaking through the clouds, increasing the steamy conditions.

A couple of happy hours cooling down in the pool proved the perfect apertif for a barbecue with friends on their balcony, watching the sun go down behind the inner city sprawl. At 9:00 pm we heard the fireworks being let off from Darling Harbour.

For the last month the land in New South Wales has been baked dry by the sun, a record 45oC (113oF) was recorded on 18th January, there has been little rain. The brave people of the Rural Fire Service have again saved homes from raging bush fires. It seems a contradiction to me that we celebrate occasions with fireworks when there are so many near escapes in Australia every year.