I have a great need of poetry

The Sunrise Ruby

In the early morning hour,
just before dawn, lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.

She asks, "Do you love me or yourself more?

Really, tell the absolute truth."

He says, "There's nothing left of me.

I'm like a ruby held up to the sunrise.

Is it still a stone, or a world

made of redness? It has no resistance

to sunlight."

This how Hallaj said, I am God,

and told the truth!

The ruby and the sunrise are one.

Be courageous and discipline yourself.

Completely become hearing and ear,

and wear this sun-ruby as an earring.

Work. Keep digging your well.

Don't think about getting off from work.

Water is there somewhere.

Submit to a daily practice.

Your loyalty to that

is a ring on the door.

Keep knocking, and the joy inside

will eventually open a window

and look out to see who's there. 

Rumi




Sometimes the words I need to hear come when I look for them. In turmoil these last few weeks, today I found these words of Rumi that are new to me. I think I will be re-reading these a lot.

'Time flies when you're having fun' or when you've become totally obsessed with the state of your digestive system.

'Time flies when you're having fun' or when you've become totally obsessed with the state of your digestive system.

It's the latter for me. I've been under the weather or downright unwell since last Christmas but am now getting things under control.

It'a sticky hot day here and I'm writing because I have nobody interesting to talk to, this is not unusual.
  The most intellectually stimulating time I have lasts 15 minutes on alternate Tuesday mornings when the Library van comes around. The rest of the time I talk about the weather and other trivia with my elderly neighbours. 
   I don't mind the lack of talking most of the time because I have ..............                    The Internet, hooray, huzzah, yip yip etc.
May divine blessings rain down continually on Tim Berners-Lee. He is my greatest Hero!

I don't mind solitude much either because the alternative is too ghastly to face and anyway I have the dog. He is no conversationalist, but he is a Presence. I only mind being alone when I feel ill and having felt ill a lot recently I have had some bad days.

Now I feel healthier my mind has returned to important stuff like this blog and my writing which has also languished.
  I don't feel guilty about the writing inactivity because I couldn't work up the energy to do anything at all. I wasn't out partying, unfortunately.

In other news:
     My grandaughter became a happy Bride and I was duly weepy.
     My Grandson found himself an excellent job and seems happy.
     The rest of my family are ticking over nicely too. I think.

....................laters.

Happy New Year Blog

Happy New Year to my lonely little Blog and to anyone straying here accidentally.Christmas celebrations and poor health are my excuse for not writing here, well just the ill-health actually.

I'm being dogged by chronic complaints; there must be something about Winter that brings all this stuff on me, I haven't felt good since the Solstice. We have sunshine today which has fetched me out from my cave, it's about the only thing that can stir me at the moment. The sunshine has also started me thinking of Spring so I've bought some seeds. This year  I'm trying Snapdragons, Stocks, Echinacea and Poppies. I've never grown any of these from seed before, not even the Poppies, so the challenge will hopefully spark some determination in me.

There is lots to look forward to: I'm going to a festival for the first time in 25 years, I hope it stays dry this August. I have a grand-daughter getting married, I have lots to do to be ready for that.  Then there's all the political shenanigans of a General Election. I'm looking forward to heated exchanges, nowadays the only chance I get for a good row is to start one about 'Who's going to win?' although I'm not sure many voters care one way or t'other this timre around.

Time for my tablets!