Sometimes just listen to music, Allow the magic to work..

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Today's from a simple but beautiful place. Listen to music. Get wrapped up in lyrics, sonic, sensor place. Some Arias Tuscan, Puccini, romantic devote, soul, dance.

Music smooths and soothes, transports, and reminds us. Touches our minds, stays in our hearts. Can mend , can heal. Can break plus disturb. 

Broadens us as we appreciate, share, enjoy music with others, plus the variety.

Music was my very first Love. Imagine it always will be so.

Allow the magic to work.

Walk in the wood's.

Take a walk, perhaps in the woods, drive a while listen to some music. Reflect, empty your mind. It's possible. Breathe,listen to your body. Look at the sky,lookup at the canopy above you. Is it trees, or long distance hills.

Walk. Walk a little. Walk a little more. Go further.

Have you become detached from that place you have just driven away from?. It will still be waiting when you return.

Enjoy now. That's another nugget of advice. Walk back. Walk that last bit of your journey. Head home.

My journey still taking place.

 

As l move on in my own faith journey still remain frightening comfortable with this journey. Hope am more compassionate, Confident offer more grace, know that l care, love, act in the interest of others. Know full well don't seek material stuff. More and More committed to the vulnerable, Supremely confident the Journey is long with so much still uncompleted. But grateful for those who encountered this journey. Even though journey at time's, been difficult to travel.

But recognise some claim cant be like this, 'where is your deconstruction from the past',they ask painting to a WOKE agenda that people like me will never embrace.

Like l do know there was no creation story,as portrayed Biblically. There was no actual Noah's Ark. Understand that. Recognise was taught some principles in Boxing ring, that are still applicable today in that craft.

Recognise that some 'ethical conduct', evident from 90's Youth work. Are still part of the choices made in these moments.

So why cannot the early learning's of my faith journey be still suitable, relevant?

Have we moved on ?

We may moved on, may also said farewell to some gifted people But old fashion way of encounters, old fashioned way of being with others, old fashioned way of being alongside others.

Are still vital. These ways are still ' the best ways', proven ways to share, to engage, to process, to produce.

Loved this images captured above, love further the writings of Pip Wilson, and John Allen around relationship.

Who are you? How are you doing? What's Life about?

Bit of what l know

All l really know is this. Love can be something really special. It can make you discover lots of good things in another person.

Health when it becomes close to unmanageable, can be a real bummer. 

how fortunate many are, that you spoke up, you acted, you became a target, but your resilience and character saved many.

 When I opened the criminal investigations into all child abuse cases in South Yorkshire over a decade ago, I was looking at life in prison for doing so. My own solicitor advised me not to come forward. I did and thank god I did. I can’t even put into words what it’s been like for me and my son but some of these bastards are now going to prison. Well done to all the survivors that are testifying in court and putting these men where they belong. The country is behind you!!

S A M M Y woodhouse

@sammywoodhouse1

Award-Winning Presenter: Out of the Shadows: Born from Rape • Best Selling Author ‘Just A Child’ • Award-Winning Activist • Exposed Exploitation & Corruption.

How fortunate many are, that this young Lady spoke up , Then she acted, you became a target, but her resilience and character saved many. A young Girl used to not being taken seriously nor accepted. Others perspective was the one accepted. Not the voice of the victim.

Not the voice of the vulnerable.

Not the Voice of the person nor the young children being abused,

How can it be in a society with upside down morals , we ignore such experience's.

While principalities and powers gain reward, strength, and are running riot, abusing children sexually trafficking young girls.

She became a target for speaking up.

She became a target for creating a scene that commentated...This is happening and its wrong.

The bigger the system error, the more you have to deal with trash.

The local authorities are not Broken,
they are in process of seeing the `system errors` they created bare fruit.
That's all that's wrong.
you created `autistic results`, that are off the scale.
allowed `transgender`, issues to be at forefront.
`Sacrificed` all your children to do this.
The bigger the lie....the bigger the `system error the more you have to deal with trash`.
It been created
this is the consequences.

Farewell Matty, hope pray see you in heaven.

Matthew David Waller, was born into a large working class family, in a Northern fishing Port called Hull.

Hull, for those who don’t know, is one letter from Hell.

Matthews’s great grandparents were born shortly after the First World War. Charlie, Mary, also Fred and Sarah. During the Second World War, they served as cobbler, land girls and a tank crew member.

They did what was expected of a large working class family, in a Northern fishing Port called Hull.

From mid-1920`s Children arrived including Tony, Peter, Keith, David, Margret, Barry, Denise, and Michael.

Born around this time also, Dennis Joyce Irene, Doreen, Rita, Keith Peter, plus Joan.

Added to the family Kathy, David, Willow man. Who became loved Aunties and Uncles? Heart issue also evident in the family today, this condition took grandad Waller very young at 56, Uncle David died also young, they lost Precious Margret and uncle Barry only 19 Died at sea.

Perhaps not too typical, of a large working class family, in a Northern fishing Port called Hull.

This family produced Engineers, Nurses, fishing net makers, cleaners, long distance drivers, wonderful mothers and Blue bass along with Baby sham drinkers,  .

If you wanted a bet placed at Beverly Races, well Sarah and Fred could put it on as they walked there from Stepney lane, collect any winnings as they walked back. A round trip 0f about 14 miles.

People passed away. New arrivals were born, roles were maintained new ones added.

As is normal with a large working class family, from a Northern fishing Port called Hull. More engineers, social care workers, NHS staff, youth workers, Laborer's, teachers, wanna be footballers, (quite few of them,) Boxers, Pastor, Bus drivers, Weight lifters. Dancers, typist’s admin workers. Provided a few for the Armed services also, serving in Korean War and recent conflicts. Grateful most returned.

This large working class family, stood on the terraces at Boulevard, old Bootherry halt supporting local teams. Had few qualified from University Not wanting to `Airbrush anything`. Several bamboo canes stroked odd arse of this working class family. Even had odd one or two expelled.

Needed to be good stewards, provided strong loving Women, resourceful men, and funny cute children. We meet today knowing not recalled every names, nor remembered all the roles, But we gather as a large working class family group, Resilient, beautiful, funny, strong. 

Today also sad, as we say farewell to one of our own, Matthew David, Animal husbandry worker and a Waller.

Today l am preferring for Matthew final farewell.

Ready or not its become a day l have to perform.

There been a lot of processing around emotions plus feelings to do with this moment.

so many people expressed support, sadness, some dignified stuff going on in background with Authority and Coroners office.

But still would liked to have heard from a friend or two. You see many cannot handle the big stuff.it has to be expressed, it has to be encountered. But l accept in a working class culture Death the fabric of LIFE is often avoided.

Suppose my own morality is something due to my health that conversed about. Heart by pass and open surgery changed me a lot. Effected how l understood time. How precious you are to me.

How precious we are to each other, How little and less should be given to conflict between each of us, and between nations. Precious is a commodity l need to keep on embracing. You are precious.

Lift our gaze, Lord;

may we never be so fixed
on the minutiae of materialism,
that we fail to appreciate
the character of your kingdom,
fail to see through
the lens of your love.
Inform and inspire our imagination,
uplift our understanding,
pour into us your peace.

politics on 5 th July 2024

 YOU KEEP PLAYING `THOSE IF ONLY GAMES`.

That's all that will happen they will keep making the poor very much poorer, the vulnerable will remain in that position. But those who get rich will still get richer. Gap between the,` have nots` and those with plenty will widen. Prices for those who can ill afford will still rise.

Worried about things Labour may do, Always been worried about things all Politian's do to those who don't vote.

Yes that's me . that were not flagged up in its manifesto. 

 Jaden Philogene confirms he’s not gonna join Barça: “I chose the Premier League because it is the clearest offer I have, but my dream is still La Liga”.

“Barça is my dream, I hope I can sign for them one day. My idols are Ronaldinho and Neymar”, told @QueThiJugue

RPpayne legal info

With that attitude to a bit player who was not consistent the attitude speaks volumes.

Just Go.

You have left, l know. But it was nice today to share the view and wave.

 

You were there in the reflections on the sea, the squirrel that came close stashing it's catch. You were there. When ugly seabird attacked the smaller pigeons, you were there informed me of that reason.

You were present in the fossil museum, although journeyed without you. It was certainly your presence. Although go there alone, its to be there with you ,that presence.

Still within your seeing eyes, the coulers and movements. There is no sound in these places just studious observances. Your there.

Looking over others shoulder's, feel you looking back at me. Been known to give you a wave. As East Riding country Bus passed old Pond in Bishop Burton. Saw you, like last day when it was too wet to get out, went supping milkshake, just looking, we  remained. We sat watching wildlife. Looking at us across the years from child to man. Seeing nature close at hand.

There you are. Whispered to you, You left, you are carried in Sunshine. Got all these ugly issues to deal with. But it was nice to go where, 

'we used to go, and wave'.

I'll keep on looking across the years waiting till l see your face then we can converse again.

You have left but still will try and share those things we enjoyed so endlessly. Misty autumn mornings, chilly harbour walks, sound of Curlew and plover, imagination of spoonbills feeding.

Long for the days without fear. 

You have left, l know. But it was nice today to share the view and wave. 

nothing else to add at present....

 

Jesus clearly said He was the way, as in the one and only way. He did not declare His way to be another way but boldly said l am the way the truth and the life. Now most religions acknowledge that Christ was a good man, a teacher sent from God, etc. but when He declared Himself to be the way, the truth and the life that made Him to either be who He said He was or a lunatic! He didn’t say of Himself that He was another teacher or prophet. He said the ‘buck stops here'.

Tyre tracks have ended for this day.

So l thought short pilgrimage away before l say farewell to my son. It His Memorial service. 

In my stomach there is a knot. Tugging away at Life presently living. Full of guilt perhaps could l have time again. But life goes on and we know it isn't easy. Maybe will make it to a bright new tomorrow but without something's Life still feels empty doesn't it.

Gut wrenching at times. Focus on seaside community to combat unemployment, low wages under skilled workforce, lack of real income. Economic surviving not satisfying. 

Confident the political systems will not come to the aid of those struggling. Confident end of the track. End of the pier, Time out ,Bell has toiled for many. 

Like many waiting for the new Jerusalem, theme reappearing into my thoughts a lot. Where is this LIFE in all its fullness. How's that even work around coastal community's?

Breathe in anew and have quiet time some big questions to digest.

Like a end of the journey period.

Feeling unclear about few things recently, accepting that some days just normal plus very grey.

Watching movies little interest ,picture house showing...'planet of the Apes latest, Kingdom of the Apes.' 

Noa, a young chimpanzee from a falconry-like practicing clan, prepares for a coming-of-age ceremony by collecting eagle eggs with his friends Anaya and Soona. However, a human scavenger follows Noa home and inadvertently cracks his egg during a scuffle before fleeing. While searching for a replacement egg, Noa encounters a group of ape raiders using electric weapons. As Noa hides from them, the apes follow his horse back to his clan. Noa hurries home to find his village burning; the gorilla general Sylva kills his father, Koro, before dropping Noa from a high platform.

Church was predictable, the beige chorus which now replace long hymns, bringing on at scheduled time speaking in tongues, lack of outreach. But sound was joyful, energy evident, commitment was real. ‘Bored with it all’ , that was lot about myself.

Long walk to connect provided no connection.

Dickensian image of a city in decline, passed along it's streets had huge echo's of our country further the society living among.
Glad no longer know it all, but not a pinball rolling around empty pinball table. But feel that emptiness. 

LIFE isn't like the movie's. It's much harder then that.

Love the movies, not just great movies, it's way storytelling becomes loop. Engagement follows, conversations grow, then personal development grows. 

We rubbish the narrative, applaud the Cowards getting a lesson. Laugh at conversation. Not our Movie. May not like movie, but with family and friends enjoy an occasion.

Learn lessons about how we communicate. How to be tolerant. Perhaps an interest is developing and we read further. Discuss deeper 
Soundtrack supplements our experience. Often find ourselves returning to refresh, renew, watch again, see something else 
Or to affirm. It was rubbish.
On a seafront promenade, we chat in a group, unable to remember the name,unsure if we had that scene correct.
What you watching on the movie scene. What's happening in the rest of your life.
Never forget this.

LIFE isn't like the movie's. It's much harder then that. 

Going places...

 Some people just don know how to be Kind. Age doesn't season them, time does not mellow Them. Try not to be like them. Nor Respect  them, be different, be better, travel the road less travelled.... narrow but views better.

UNWILLING

Try building networks of people, those who want to understand why its failing? This faith of ours. What's making it difficult to communicate. How can isolated people, who are wee bit out there, ( Further geographically). How do we find partners who are re-imagining church. What's is our narrative when on the margins, what do you do when isolated feel only Prophet in town and the threats, intimidation, undercurrent of violence .When these elements processed into reality threats are common, intimidation is part of cultures life choice.

WHAT  GROUPS OF PEOPLE MIGHT NEED TO FIND THE LOVE OF GOD? 

Well at least others are gathering to try work some stuff out, but its not local nor evident around here.

Walking around meeting people,talking,sharing, laughter, chaos,challenges.

Being willing to listen changes our FOCUS.

The Matthew blessing,

 

The Matthew blessing,

May God grant us enough stupidity to believe?
We can go from this place and make the world a better place, May we witness God`s work in creation, be inspired, rested and fit to look after this world he created.

           Matthew David Waller

1st March 1984 February 14^th 2024

 We are gathering soon to express thanks for our`Matty`s life, journeyed among us all.

                       Order of service

Welcome

Opening prayer

Words of scripture

`A large council estate family`

Eulogy for…The Champ

Reflection 

Close and blessing

Matthew was above all things a lover of nature.

He was educated in Animal husbandry, specialised in exotic animals, Qualified at Bishop Burton agricultural collage.

It’s here enjoyed Life so much despite long day’s very early hours.

Why he had `upside down catfish, Geckos, corn snakes, and a rat'. With huge passion for music, loved gardening growing Leeks, Spuds, Courgettes and many varieties of Tomatoes. Often witnessed him coming out of greenhouse eating plum tomato.

Gathering with family, plus friend’s uncle’s, aunts, nephews and nieces. He was the father of Jessica. Matthew was Kevin's only son they held a special relationship.

Hope we are proud to have known Matthew, and witnessed his achievements. Collage time, work with the council, youth children’s work with Kevin, Matthew really well loved by those who encountered his, quite reflective nature at Youth gatherings. Residential, actually especially 'Greenbelt', were places he enjoyed the most. We must not forget his illness, the battle fought so bravely. We love and miss Matthew.

Let us not forget him.

 

Emotional literacy consequences are clear

Language is what makes our culture much of human relationships possible. 

But messages get misinterpreted, where not communicating properly. Really this is serious. We are seeing a fast unnoticed decline in language, l witnessed today lot of threats, which stem mainly from not listening, not only is society experiencing loss of the ability to read and write, but the also the ability to talk. 

Know lots of people who don't talk about deep stuff.

Also got connections, who base communication from social media outlets. Yes it come to short tweet for getting knowledge. That works as then you don't need to think about uncomfortable issues.

How do we get to a different place? What will we share about others if not transmitting right sonic. What missing from our what we received.

This often repeated

Situation comfortable one you know.

Someone hears only what they wish to hear. But not what

Actually was said to them.

The receiver is where the problem lies.

So when transmission is coming from you, need to check what's heard.

Especially when there a person whose already in a struggle. Or when you already experienceing a challenging period.

Expect preaching to myself here.

May we feel discomfort at issues we hear about

 Morning Prayer

As pilgrims on the way of faith,
the way of your kingdom, Lord,
give us wisdom for the journey;
keep us always open
to the guidance of your Spirit,
that we may travel well,
with care and concern
for our fellow pilgrims,
and for those who do not yet
journey with us.

Cannot improve on these words nor this image, As you journey this day may you spend time. With others, orbe happy in yourself. May there be enough. May all you love safe. May we feel discomfort at issues we hear about. May strength arrive for those we face also.