My thoughts for this blessed day

Bright blessings to all my friends

I do hope that things go well with you; I've had a busy time since I last spoke. The sun is shining and there is such a sense of peace as I write this post.

Melted down all my candle dog ends this week and recovered several kilos of wax in which I will soon have a candle making day to replenish my candle stocks. I'm still trying to get my meditation group going but it seems that in this life I travel a lonely path.

My Children

This week I gave my children a couple of coats of gold paint. I do hope you like the attached photo of my children, each one was made with love and enjoyment and was a meditation in it's self; I know that it sounds so daft but each morning I say "Good morning, my children, you look so beautiful today". What do I know of beauty?; I'm going blind so I'm told. I'm hoping to do a psychic fair next year to sell what I make.

I now have found out the reason for my degeneration of my eyesight, Any room I go into seems to have a haze of smoke, I did put this down to candles and incense being burnt. But a trip to the optician has come up with the cause; Cataracts forming in both eyes.

It makes me laugh; If I was a horse, I would be put down as it would be a kind thing to do. But as a human I have to suffer the abuse of the useless; (It's not my problem, you can't do that, I can do what ever I want, to you, mind set). A battle with a body that is so intent on making my life a misery by day or night.

I'm so glad now; with the degeneration of my eyesight, the breakdown in my ability to hear plus my lack of mobility that I have gone someway in making the time and learning the art of meditation.

For within some of those meditations there is no pain, I can go anywhere I want and the people that I meet there are so refreshingly vibrant in love and compassion; I just want to stay.

It is only these meditations that give me the strength to keep going in this reality. As for me this reality is the exact opposite; so full of hate, lies and abuse, there is no love only pain and isolation. If it was not for the meditations this reality would be a nightmare of a prison to live in.

Had a battle with the council again this week to replace the gas fire they took from my home some 3 years ago; just because they can afford to run central heating 24/7 does not mean that I can do the same. But it goes something like the monty python "Dead parrot sketch"; It's unbelievable that these people get paid for being so useless and mentaly challenged. They just can't understand that when the electricity goes down which is frequent in the winter or bad weather, there is no heating at all in my home because of them.

Winter is so frightening as with a few degrees drop in temperature means a 30 percent rise in pain for me to live with; to a point that thoughts of suicide becomes a ritual battle for me. Raynaud's syndrome is nothing to be taken lightly and is so painful at times. Meditation can only go so far In helping with that sort of pain.

But they will not discus my situation; It's a point of "Tough! It's our property and we can do what we like." Talk about rogue landlords, Dale and Valley Homes take the prize; I do feel such sadness for people like these as they are stagnated and can only think within a very small reality.

I take comfort in knowing that my song will eventually come to an end and there will be no more pain, no need to fight against a sea of ignorance/arrogance, just peace.

Blessed Be

Mitch