A priest was tired of all the coughing in his church while he was preaching, so he bought a bottle of cough mixture and decided that he would give it to anyone who coughed during his sermoan. Thr next Sunday someone coughed so he stopped preaching, gave him a teaspoon of medicine and whispered in his ear.
The person got up and walked out. This went on until the church was almost empty.
After the service the church warden asked the pastor what he said that emptied the church.
The full moon is upon the wonder lands that I now call home. Here the Atlantic pounding swells are ridden in joy, across hidden silvery sandy bays, between the fierce rocky monoliths of the North coastline. The peaceful south coast swells ripple in contrast, its waves slip peacefully across the shallow yellow sandy beaches, ensuring that the young bathers are safe and catered for too. There is so much magic to be found in this naturally green and ancient land, from castles to caves, it seems around every corner on the small crooked and winding roads, there is yet another astonishing sight steeped in legend. With the immanent launch of our new business venture, it has been a privilege to research this mystical myriad, supping in pubs that even the wildest imagination could not conjure. Wandering in research through the legacies left behind by those shamanic ancestors, one finds everything from pillars merrily standing in circles, to ancient woodland where fairies peek between the branches and pixies play in the summer meadows. If that is not enough along the shores where wreckers once stalked unwary vessels, haunted tin mines stand in remembrance of a time, when weary children dug relentlessly for riches, while mermaids swam above enticing lonely lovers. Arthur himself too stands in his Cornish mythological castle, his sword handed by the ghostly lady in from an eerie pool nearby. Walking the paths of Saints Way, meditating in quietness in the hermitage of St Nectar's Glen and listening to the natural rhythms of countless waterfalls, begins a voyage of self discovery and mysticism. So I add my memories to this archive for perpetuity, a reflection of the great joy that Cornwall has brought me personally. What joy it is to learn such wonders!
Every good thing in reality comes from a thought. Some thoughts pass through leaving one behind, going from one enchanted being to another till eventually someone listens. In my case a certain thought arrived and was thus so powerful, it thundered through me, surging its message deep into the bowels of my being and into the heart of my soul. Here it shouted at me, hurting me emotionally, until I could bear it no more and was forced to find its meaning, message and follow its path.
From that moment onwards nothing I could do would change anything, I was now driven with the message, the word, the need to acomplish this thought and fufill its wishes. There was no if's, butt's or maybe's, this thought was indeed part of the deep cosmos, a point in a circle of events way beyond my understanding! It chose me, I did not choose it!
So here I am today at a point in this circle of thought, driven here by divine intervention, clarified and substanciated by the creator her self. The natural mother of all existance chose me to fufill this task and I am but a slave to the will of this diveine creator.
So forgive me in jotting this into my blog today, but today at long last the shouting has stopped, just long enough to let me gather my strength! See I know we are never tested beyond what we are capabile of, it is only ourselves that limit our tolerence. I see this in so many of my magical fairy and enchanted friends, the ones that make a positive contribution to their existance, shining happyness and light where ever they go. Yet when they meet a hurdle they retreat like a wounded beast, wallowing in self pity and "Why Me's"
So this ceasation was not totally unexpected to me, for the creation knows my strengths and my weakness's. Giving me this moment of reflection and rest, before I get back to fufilling the will of this creators thought. So if you find your self facing trial after tribulation, rejoyce for you are known to have enough strength and will within you, to dig deep and overcome it. It really is only your own lack of faith in your self that weakens you. When you really need a breather, you will get it, trust in your self and above all listen to your thoughts, your concience.
No one person on this planet was created greator than another, we all have exactly the same emotions, feelings, thoughts. No matter what your birth mark is, we are exactly all the same. If you think otherwise, then you are a fool, a hypocrit and a liar to your self. All humans, fairy's and enchanted folk are born with equal! To believe you are better than another race is pure fantasy and against the creators ideals! Ask and you will find out! I did and got a really great answer!
Well my friends, foes and woes! I am enjoying this peace today, this respite from insesint telephone calls, messages and tomorrow I will be back ready to carry on until this thought achieves it's goal!
In the words of a wise man that I remeber well " I had a dream" - well me too Joseph, but guess mine may never be a musical.
Latley I have agreed with many friends that I am mad, insane and coocoo! Well if I appear that way, I am happy for you to brand me with that label, been called far worse! So call me what you like and I hope you enjoy it as much as me!
Our friends at the small African Aids Orphanage have helped us to launch the Birthday Buddy project and at last we are now matching children with a buddy. We are not asking for Birthday Buddy's to send huge gifts, a card and a small present would more than suffice, it really is the thought that counts on this project. Am so looking forward to seeing their faces when on that enchanted morning of their birth they for once get a present from their Buddy! Wow I just love life and the fantastic people who make it worth living!
A little girl asked her father, "Daddy? Do all Fairy Tales begin with Once Upon A Time?" He replied, "No, there is a whole series of Fairy Tales that begin with 'If elected I promise......'"
Published in sympathy to all those being subjected to annoying US Election footage on TV
