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The music of the fountain in the pond
The warmth of July sun on face and hands
How you liked sit here for an hour.
And how you loved the shrubs and little flowers.
I still can’t be here without feeling sad.
And yet inside my heart I’m also glad.
For while you lost your appetite for food
Sitting in the courtyard did you good.
And when the little tulips shared their heads
Your joy was sweet, my lover oh our bed.
When you were too weak to hug me more
The images of tulips through me poured.
I close my eyes and see them once again
This helps me survive the grievous pain.
For joy and woe are woven and are one.
The fabric of our life can’t be undone

There was a young Catholic from Devon
Whose mind was dead set against Heaven
So he tried hard to be bad
Oh, no luck did he have
Now he’s in heaven with Lenin
After I mentioned the book by Lawrence LeShan yesterday I was thinking about meditation and about difficult times in life.Often when things are hard for us, we get stressed,we get the”fight or flight” response which released adrenalin and other hormones and we get narrower vision [I have actually had “tunnel vision“,it’s not a metaphor].We are ready to attack somebody or to quickly run away.Usually neither is possible so this response makes life worse.We get worn to a shred
When we need help,we can get in touch with something within us.The paradox is that we need to be relaxed to get in touch with this inner deeper self.We need to trust in something despite the dangers.In religious terms,trust in God is a common phrase.But not many Christians I have known really do trust in God.I prefer to call it the Unknown.After all,what or who was it that made the sperm and egg unite and then made the embryo grow into you?It was not by will power and effort that your mother grew you.It was by allowing this inner wisdom to act upon the embryo.So relaxing ,allowing,being are needed.How can we let go and trust in the inner deep self to help us?Maybe when we are in despair because we tried everything else and nothing works.This is a concern I am dwelling on today.I feel ,being Sunday,it is appropriate tio think of what some would call the spiritual side of lifeI was helped once when in a tragic situation.I kept looking for a way out.Sitting quietly one day I found I suddenly knew I could do nothing except return to my notmal duties and accept the tragedy.We need to feel safe in order to trust