View from the Big Hills

Celtic Fire – the passionate soul (my musings on elements of the Celtic Black Book of Carmarthen) I am the Green Flame of Fire, blazing with passionate Love; I am the shining spark of Light, illuminating the depths of eternal truth; I am the rough and roaring sea, heaving with righteous indignation; I am a peaceful and calm lake, comforting and stilling the troubled breast; I am the wild storm, raging at human wrong-doings; I am a gentle refreshing breeze, blowing hope into saddened human hearts; I am dry dust choking cruel human ambition; I am the damp and fertile earth, bearing generous gifts of Love and Grace. Blessings Celtic Fire

I took a day trip to the Rococo Gardens in Painswick in the Stroud Valleys. Surrounded by a carpet of budding snowdrops I walked past the beautiful statue of Pan. I've been on good terms with him for a number of years.   With the Spring energies and the returning daylight on their way, I was very much struck by Rumi's short piece on daylight. Rumi: Daylight If ten lamps are present in one place, each differs in form from another; yet you can't distinguish whose radiance is whose when you focus on the light. In the field of spirit there is no division; no individuals exist. Sweet is the oneness of the Friend with His friends. Catch hold of spirit. Help this headstrong self disintegrate; that beneath it you may discover unity, like a buried treasure. * In many ways, the promise of Spring is the promise of the Light returning....and that Light hath healing in its wings.......healing that brings Unity of Spirit. Best wishes Ce...