Get Your Rain On

This is a great post on rain

The Reflecting Pool

Raining All Over The World (via

by Jonathan Hilton Rain is an inevitable part of your life, it doesn’t matter where you live. If you live in a tropical  climate then you probably experience a rainy season and devise ways to deal with it.  If you live in a desert then you probably dream about it.  It doesn’t matter where you…

View original post

Friends and enemies: the amenable keys to peace

There is a whole other non face to face world out there to be explored

everyday gurus


My five year old son has tons of friends. Part of the reason why he is so blessed is because he calls anyone he likes, plays with, talks to, or looks at his friend.

“My friend is digging a hole to bury Darth Vader in,” Jett mentions as we leave the park.

“Which friend is that? What is his name?”

“I don’t know his name. He is just my friend.” Looking at me like I don’t know what friend means.

The look might be justified. Maybe as we grow older we forget what a friend is. I can’t tell you how many people have questioned me about my friendships. I am/used to be friends with some pretty famous people. Other “friends” would always say things like, “you’re not really friends with so-and-so. Just because you met someone does not mean that they are your friend.” I would counter, “Well, I’m…

View original post 814 more words

Windmills of your Mind

While reading a post reblogged by bearspawprint entitled unique nature landscapes: moonlit kingdom by eyes of odysseus, I was reminded of the awesome picture above I had come across on Star Walk for iPad: Star trails in the southern hemisphere taken by Sebastian Voltmer.

By now the cogs of my mind were locking into place as I remembered the lyrics for Windmills of your Mind, a favourite of mine from my childhood:

like a circle in a spiral
like a wheel within a wheel
never ending or beginning
on an ever spinning reel
like a snowball down a mountain
or a carnival balloon
like a carousel that’s turning
running rings around the moon

like a clock whose hands are sweeping
past the minutes of its face
and the world is like an apple
whirling silently in space
like the circles that you find
in the windmills of your mind!

like a tunnel that you follow
to a tunnel of its own
down a hollow to a cavern
where the sun has never shone,
like a door that keeps revolving
in a half forgotten dream,
or the ripples from a pebble
someone tosses in a stream

like a clock whose hands are sweeping …

keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle in your head
why did summer go so quickly?
was it something that you said?
lovers walk along a shore
and leave their footprints in the sand

is the sound of distant drumming
just the fingers of your hand?
pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of this song
half remembered names and faces
but to whom do they belong?

he: when you knew
that it was over
you were suddenly aware
that the autumn leaves were turning
to the color
of her hair!

she: when you knew
that it was over
in the autumn of goodbyes
for a moment
you could not recall the color
of his eyes!

like a circle in a spiral
like a wheel within a wheel
never ending or beginning
on an ever spinning reel

as the images unwind
like the circles
that you find
in the windmills of your mind!

Songwriters: / Bergman, Alan / Bergman, Marilyn
The Windmills Of Your Mind lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

Practise Peace

everyday gurus

Practice Peace Slogan

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…

View original post 504 more words

Blog the love

A commendable endeavour….

A Mental Mystic

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…

View original post 553 more words