I'm and boasting pass. Leave me now,my dearest one Soon I too will be called on. Nothing lasts but truth is real Keep the truth and your ideals.. Earth to earth, we rest in clay We must give all self away Softly on this earth I roam Seeking still my love and home, for until the very end Love and kindnss may descend. Soft as wings of butterflies Tears well up and wet my eyes. My heart has melted into yours Thus we grow and die like flowers
Day: May 25, 2020
Cure bad eyes


Are you troubled by poor eyesight?Why not drive to Teesdale to see High Force
Or why not imitate our new unelected ruler and visit Barnard Castle ?
Don’t fall in the Tees [ if your eyes are worse]
Only about 30 miles from Durham and its Cathedral
Seeing such things in scientifically proven to strengthen your vision
If in the rare case your vision worsens en route you may kill a few people
but not as many as the Corona virus.So don’t feel bad
Do remember you might get killed, but when your time is up……..
Go
Now
SILENCE IS GOLDEN
I was planning to put on a quotation from William James but can’t find the exact words he used,so this is a paraphrase:
The art of wisdom is knowing what to overlook”
Another thought:
Over the last twenty years we’ve been
recommended to be more assertive [women,especially]
Silence is a neglected response nowadays but it sometimes produces better results
And finally I have been reading “Anger” by Carol Tavris.I likeit very much.
She shows that the fashionable notion of getting your anger out
#by shouting,hitting cushions or indeed hitting someone else does not get rid of your anger ,it increases it.
Accepting your anger and counting to a hundred can often reduce the amount of anger you feel long term.
And divorced people who kept on talking about how nasty their ex-spouses were for years after the divorce did much less well
than people who once the first shocks were over refused to let themselves keep repeating the stories about their evil partners to their friends and acquaintances.
So it seems self control,tongue control and self discipline maybe making a comeback.
However,moderation in all things even moderation is probably a good idea
On stinging nettles
On stinging nettles butterflies lay eggs
Not on blankets or upholstered beds
The over careful gardener lays waste
To Nature’s order and to Nature’s grace
Holly leaves are sharper than a fist
But in those fierce conditions birds make nests
The sharp edged leaves the stinging pains have use
To make some creature safe from our abuse
We grumble at the rain and wild west wind
As if we’re being punished for some sin
Better be a wild flower or a weed
Trodden underfoot by human needs
The little weeds have their resilience
They do not ruminate, they are not tense
To be a humble plant is perhaps the best
They at least will have eternal rest
The beautiful, the plain have got their place
All life in the end will be effaced
