The Good Realities

Blog, today

Today evening I went to meet a friend of mine. A lady, I admire and respect a great deal and have long conversations with, over just about everything. As we sat talking about current grim realities, things that have really been playing on my mind, (news of war and turmoil, the chance of a power blackout for which our homes are unprepared for, doubling-tripling-quadrupling prices that are leaving many families quite stranded with winter already here, a sense of doom, etc., etc.), she came up with a powerfully inspiring idea that I’m putting into reality here.

A journal of a ‘good’ realities.
One happy thing that actually happened in my life today.

Why is it so easy to not acknowledge the good realities, to not make more of happy things that happen to us?

Maybe because happiness is our natural state of being. And so it’s taken for granted. Letting unhappy worries crowd our minds.

Well, for me her idea of this record of happiness is a big uplifter. The happy thing that happened to me today. And I’m going to try and keep a daily record.
If you like it too, join me … it’s literally the more the merrier!

Thought of the day

Poetry

Leave a sign behind
don't just go.
Without a trace that you were here.
Let that mark be, one of good.
Giving strength 
to all who come from far and near.
 
Leave thoughts that build.
Deeds done that inspire.
Be a force that binds,
those who are coming behind.
 
But if you can't do as above,
then gently go.
Quiet.
Without a sign.
Break not what you have not created
Create not that in turn will divide.
 
Tread your path.
As we each must do
(be it alone, or together)
Let it lead towards the light
For darkness, is not the path to follow.
 
 I'm preaching 
Yes, and I apologise!
These times are such.
With much food for thought.
 
When you see a world you love
Hurting and broken 
In turmoil so unjust.
The mind wonders what needs be done.
Deeds that heal.
That 'humane' touch

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Choices

Poetry

In my mind,
in my hands,
is the power to create.
And the power to destroy.

What I choose to do
makes me the person I am.

Centuries after centuries
Cultures and religions
Languages spoken,
foods cooked and eaten.

In all relations,
do you make something?
Or leave something broken?

Call it good and evil.
Call it right and wrong.
Call it what you will.
But that’s the one truth,
that applies to us all.

Follow this principle
and you‘ll identify truth from false.

Who talks of growth,
upliftment,
and room for all?

Who talks of fear,
conspiracies
enemies in each unknown?

Choose wisely
and hold firm this single truth.
Inclusion wins.
As does good.

Tell me now
Which will you choose?

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Thoughts while cooking

Poetry

As i stand in my kitchen,
cooking dinner for tonight.
Fresh and warm and nourishing,
comforting fragrant and so calming.

I think of women just like me.
Hiding underground, surrounded by family.
As above ring out the sirens.
Children cry in the darkness.

Whose is this war?
Why is it happening? 
So much power in one man‘s hands. 
What is man and what is mankind?

Rather what kind of man would cause this misery?
Is a man still a man if he goes against humanity? 

21 centuries and more in fact,
but civilization is still held hostage. 

Never learning, 
the biggest lesson learnt after invasions,
that a war solves few, 
if any, problems.
 
Dinner cooked, i check the seasoning,
thinking of people tonight going hungry. 
Brave people fighting to defend their country.
Heroes  every one of them. 

Honour goes to those who show bravery.
Those who build something, 
create peace and beauty.

Not to crazies wanting glory 
And destroying instead fragile humanity.

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