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Planting Golden Seeds in Northumberland, Tyne & Wear, and Durham





Let us decide on the route that we wish to take to pass our life and attempt to sow that route with flowers.




A Summer's Day.

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean -
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down - who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?  





One night I had a dream -
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord
and across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints,
one belonged to me and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times of my life.
This really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you would walk with me all the way,
but I have noticed that during the most troublesdome times in my life
there is only one set of footprints.
"I don't understand why in times when I needed you most,
you should leave me."
The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child,
I love you and I would never, never leave you
during your times of trial and suffering.
When you saw only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."  




An Ode to Smiling.

Smiling is contagious,
You can catch it like the 'flu.
When someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling, too!

I passed around the corner,
And someone saw my grin.
When he smiled, I realised,
I'd passed it on to him.

I thought about that smile,
Then realised its worth.
A single smile — just like mine,
Could travel round the Earth. 

So, if you feel a smile begin,
Don't leave it undetected.
Let's start an epidemic quick —
And get the world infected! 





Dust if You Must.

Dust if you must.
But wouldn't it be better
to paint a picture, or write a letter,
bake a cake, or plant a seed.
Ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must.
But there is not much time,
with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
Music to hear, and books to read,
friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must.
But the world's out there
with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
a flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
This day will not come round again.

Dust if you must.
But bear in mind,
old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go, and go you must,
you, yourself, will make more dust.





'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where', said Alice
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.

  • Alice and The Cheshire Cat,
  • Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.



Welcome to Reflection #246

Seeing For And As Others

Can you measure the effect in the world of our seeing this tonight? This is not without its effect, believe you me. When you see the truth, you are doing it for others as much as for yourself because Who is doing it is not an individual. Who is doing it is the One who is the inside story of all these contestants on the face of the earth. You are doing it for the others and as the others as much as for yourself. And if we have a feeling of responsibility and caring for this sorry old world, we start with ourselves because our true self is the Self of all. We are telling the truth for others as others. (Douglas Harding. Face to No-Face.)

Warm regards,
Richard Lang


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