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Insight into Life

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Peering

Through eyes tight with pain

Wondering

How long this is going to last

Thinking of a way to make it past

This annoying hindrance

Life and love surround me

Happiness and joy

That everyone can see – but

What lies beyond this world of mine?

What more is there when I close my eyes?

Sightless I sit in solitude

I hear a baby bird calling for its parents

It’s time for food his cheeping says

Another calls its incessant too-wit

To herald another shower of rain

A whirring at the window

Tells me a dragonfly is near

Coming to see what this strange barrier is

A rumbling grows louder as it nears

A car is straining to make it in top gear

There is a low susurration of sound

As the ocean follows its ebb and flow

I hear bubbling grow in heated tempo

As a kettle is brought to boil

I smell tea brewing in the pot

And hear it pouring into a cup

I smell the delicious aroma as it is brought near

I catch the aroma of something sweet

A pastry of some kind I think

Yet there is a sharp tangy scent carried with it

A filling of tart fruit inside the pastry

The taste, sublime, even more intense

As the fruit and pastry are carefully nibbled

The tea is sipped slowly

The fragrant aroma floats over the tongue

And seeps into the senses

A sigh – Who could know

Fruit Danish and tea could taste even better

And the world outside could be heard

With a greater intensity

By resting my eyes from the pain

The world has given me a new refrain

A delight for the senses refreshed again

To see and hear is such a boon

Yet they live again renewed

Eyes open once more, almost too soon

Insight to Life

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A million words can be used to describe identity and what it means to you or I, and when we’re done, a million more can be used to interpret what we’ve said. Identity, part of that unique quality which remains almost indescribable. We can catch a glimpse, a new insight into identity and turning around find a new insight is laid bare before us.

“Don’t let a day go by without asking who you are…each time you let a new ingredient to enter your awareness.”
Deepak ChopraThe Book of Secrets: Unlocking the Hidden Dimensions of Your Life

Blessings and Insights to enliven your days.

Ciao, Susan  x

© Susan Jamieson 2013

This is the last post of my NABloPoMo challenge. 30 posts in 30 days.

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I Am - You Are

image from the-hobbit.tumblr.com   Vastly different individuals who had to learn to work together

“There is very little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude.”
  ―    W. Clement Stone

Have you ever noticed how much grief we either give ourselves, or allow someone else to bring to us, by the insidious comparisons which are made between people? All because I Am and You Are and we are not the same.

We are reminded over and over that we are all individuals, unique human beings. Have you stopped recently to consider what being unique actually means? The most recognised definition is:

 “being the only one of its kind; unlike anything else.” In other words, I Am and You Are, we are not the same.

But what does that mean to you or to me? In its most simplistic sense it means that there is no-one or nothing who is exactly the same as I Am or You Are.  Consider for a moment this simple idea. This simple statement makes each of us an exceptional person, not better than or less than, but different, exceptionally so. It tells us that we each have qualities which we use in ways to make ourselves different from everyone else, each and every day. There is no-one else on earth who has exactly the same looks, outlook, the same qualities, the same aptitude, the same way of looking at life, of behaving towards others or the challenges life presents to us.

I Am  - You Are

image from -www-facebook.jpg(IMichell Renee)        Even in a reflection there are subtle differences

“If you hate difference, you’ll be bored to death.”   Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

So why do so many of us allow others to put us down, to belittle us, to ridicule our efforts, our achievements? We allow others to influence the way we perceive ourselves, as somehow less than ‘they are’. Much of the time such actions are the result of simple envy or perceived threat. The antagonist is ‘afraid’ that they may not seem like such a great person if your efforts are seen by others. They feel threatened by the fact that they are not you, and yet we feel we are somehow the lesser in this situation, simply because of our unique abilities.

We are all meant to be unique. Think about it for a moment. If everyone was exactly the same, if we were all a race of clones, it would be an infinitely boring place. It would be like having a continual discussion with yourself. It would be, in my opinion, a recipe for worldwide insanity. There would be no stimulation, no impetus for change, for creating a better you or a better world. Imagine if the one unique identifier which the clones were modeled on, happened to be a mass murderer. I’m not sure anyone would survive for long.

I Am - You Are

Can you see me?         You cannot see yourself through another persons eyes.

I Am and You Are, both of us are unique and magnificent human beings. We are beings of magnificent complexity and diversity. You know so many things which I do not, in the same manner that I know things you do not; we have the incredible opportunity to share our combined knowledge and help create something entirely new. It is the way in which we, as Spirits in human form, are able to learn so many previously unknown things. It is the way people gain knowledge and improve the lives of everyone. It is the way of life.

History is built on the exchange of knowledge and the invention of new things from these exchanges of ideas. It is therefore of supreme importance that I Am and You Are completely unique. We are the special ingredients in life’s recipe to discover a new, never before seen or tasted experience. In its own way it is a miracle. It is the miracle of life.

“All humans are alike and all humans are equal. It is just the perception of the eye that sees any different.”
  ―      Isabella Poretsis

I Am, and always will be forever grateful that You Are, and that together We Are able to be greater than the Sum of Us.

I Am - You Are

image from http://www.bradaxelrad.com     Together we can make a difference. Be the difference.

Blessings, together we are all loved and guided.

Susan x

© Susan Jamieson 2013

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He laid down the law

His words were clear

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Defy his wishes

Someone would pay

No word was spoken

None were needed

The look in his eyes

Spoke louder than words

A murderous glint

Was all that was seen

A flicker of warning

Deaths kiss it did mean

Whose face was this?

Seen just by a few

No-one believed

It couldn’t be true

But the face he wore

For others to see

Was a mask he shared

But not for me.

© Susan Jamieson 2013.

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Who is this person looking back at me

In the depths of this pool

Reflected back at me

Do you know me

Have I seen you before

Can you tell me if we spoke

Or did we just pass by

I wonder if you can see me

Or is it just a shadow of who I am

Did I really show you my true self

Or was I hidden behind another mask

It isn’t such a strange thing I ask

I really can’t remember when

The last time I let a stranger in

To see beneath the masks I wear

So many now it’s crowded here

There are so many to choose from

If I decide it’s safe to try

I might let you see me as you wander by

I doubt I’ll let you know who I am

Nor to speak to or get to know

Know who I truly am

For then I have to start anew

And craft a new me,

For you

… Shazam

Susan

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“A home without books is a body without soul”.  by Marcus Tullius Cicero

home library

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I love reading, always have and by now, really don’t believe  that will ever change. In this move to the digital format I am losing something I’ve always treasured. It’s that moment when you first open your new book, fresh from the bookstore. It has a crisp feel, fresh, new, the smell of paper and ink and the knowledge that it hasn’t been read by anyone else.  A freshly brewed cup of tea by my arm, my book in hand and I’m set for an hour or so.  Ok, if I’m honest I may have to take a few breaks but I can be lost for the entire day, or night.  It’s a wonderful feeling.  I can fully engage my characters, even insert myself into the story as one of the characters and then I’m also living an entirely different life from the sometimes mundane one we have to tread day by day.  Reading the last page is torturous. You hope and pray the author has a sequel (or three) in mind and you can pick up once more where you have to leave your other life. It truly is a marvellous escape and apart from the cost of the book (yes, it isn’t always inexpensive) it harms absolutely no-one, yet allows you the opportunity to live in a magical, foreign landscape for a time.

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“Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisoned by the enemy, don’t we consider it his duty to escape?. . .If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we’re partisans of liberty, then it’s our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”
J.R.R. Tolkien

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By now I think you can gather that I’m a totally absorbed by good print media. I’m afraid I cannot, nor would I sully my description of a good read, to include the many tabloids abounding today. (Papers, magazines, take your poison). In their attempt to capture audience they have devolved to publishing half-truths or total fabrications without license for who they hurt in the process.   We are bombarded by half researched , ill-conceived and dangerous posturing from our ‘purported leaders’ and passed on as gospel by the journalists who write the stories.  I don’t altogether blame the journos, most have so many strictures placed on them to conform to “the powers that be” that they are unable to print the truth any longer if they wish to continue to work.  I will now hop off my soap box and return to normal viewing!

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woman reading book in front of tree
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I have my trusty kindle now.  After many years of looking longingly at my library – which needs a removal truck just to carry them all,  I finally relented and bought one so I could once again immerse myself in my favourite form of escapism.  Looking day after day at my books, many of which are three or more inches thick, I could not hold them up because of the pinched nerve in my neck, which also stopped me from propping the book up and looking down at it.  After all, what good is a good story if it’s over with before you’ve managed to really sink your teeth into the story? Torment and torture on a daily basis.  Withdrawal symptoms which had reached a magnitude undreamed of.  I’m sorry, but that is how it felt, each and every day as I walked longingly past my treasured friends, running my fingers lovingly across their spines and wishing to be able to find a reading nook and curl up and lose myself temporarily within their covers. (sigh!)

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kindle reader
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One of my all time favourite escapism novels has been written by Robert Jordan, an amazing writer and wonderful storyteller.  His Wheel of Time series is huge – thankfully, and I add more condolences to his family at his passing a few years ago. Such was his passion and dedication to his craft that, on finding out he was terminally ill, he spent his remaining time dictating his unfinished series, numbering fourteen novels now, each larger than the first, to his wife and a ghost writer to complete after his passing.  We are now, that is all this avid fans of this series, awaiting the final instalment of this marvellous series.   He is, in the area of science fantasy, in my opinion at least, one of the marvels of our time. He managed to capture his audience on book one,  have so many sub plots and storylines running that you could draw a mind map to follow the convolutions, but so vivid, so incredibly believable that not for one millisecond did you doubt that you were right there, in the midst of the chaos and magic!  He reminds me of  J R R Tolkien, and  J K Rowling, different times and places but with an ability to transport their audience to a place totally unfamiliar at first but captured within moments in the brilliance of their writing. Ooops there I go again, waxing lyrical.  (I hope this doesn’t count as a soapbox too?)

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This is by no means the topic I was going to write about – it has taken on a life of its own and I will have to go back to my identity crisis later.  My kindle is calling, and my darling husband has just brewed me a pot of French Earl Grey tea. He has already learned one cup of reading time is simply not enough – wonderful man!  It’s a wonderful and gratifying thing that I can have so many loves in my life, the love of a good book, the amazing love of a wonderful man whom I adore and cannot bear to live without, the love of my fragrant garden,  the wildlife which visits me daily, especially my Boo Book Owl.  My family, my friends, the wonderful people who have honoured me by reading my blog.  Love you all dearly.  I’m learning and need to sort out how to tailor my meandering thoughts so that I know you’ll enjoy the saunter through my musings as much as I enjoy writing them. Perhaps that’s the message from my divergence into the world of reading; it’s what moves the author which eventually moves the reader.  Hmmmm.  Profound in its simplicity.

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I’m away to my kindle and Robert Jordan, French Earl Grey and I’ll be back later.

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Wheel of Time series

image courtesy of azonmania.co.cc        (unfinished series)

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“Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body”.
Joseph Addison

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