Jul 3, 2023

Wee bit more of that Level 5 honesty.

 Sunday at 14-55 we shall have traveled half way through the calendar year (IE ½ the ~365¼ days it takes the earth to complete one revolution round the sun).

This morning we are nearer the year’s beginning. Tonight we’ll be nearer its end.
Autumn is coming and Kevin`s getting happy...

Praise him till your blessings come down
Praise him till your situation turns around
You gotta lift up your voice and say:
Hallelujah anyway
Hallelujah anyway

You have some problems, You need got to solve them You get down on your knees and pray When is he coming through, When will he answer you. Well it may mot be right away

This was one of my TV Glastonbury moments, yes we have those at my place.
it was not honestly a great performance But Candy staton singing` hallelujah anyway` caught the moment.
The crowd were very generous and although it would be sated not a religious nor Christian faith gathering.
There often is grace and kindness evident. The singer whose had quite a few Chart hits, performing on stage at 83, unlike the `Diva Diane Ross`, last year it was much more humble Sunday afternoon offering.
What found equally interesting was the People in the audience, there was prayer offered ,names read out loud, no signs that the processing of these very religious rituals were not appreciated.

MEANWHILE I AM TORN, DESPAIR AT NEWS.
l am frustrated in my own mind about how l feel, plus how l may be acting when see the tales on the TV further in home town.
this is level 5 honesty.
l am not comfortable in what my mind voices to my heart.

It is vital l and you, must wrestle with issues. Keep a check with others on how might the stories as they unfold make you feel.
How might this be playing internally, the joining up, (Cognitive behavior) ,
What perhaps are you wanting to do about issues?
Are there around,people who can talk with honestly?
Can you get space and value away from issues?


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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"