Beyond the Sphere

This is my final post for Becky’s Square Perspectives.

Another pathway winding its way into the future and toward all the fabulous, fantastic events, things and people that are lining up to come into our lives. Obviously we can’t see that yet… but we will. Now, more than ever in fact, we have an ideal opportunity to hold on to the future we want, or to grasp aspects of a different future if we wish. It’s just up there, around that bend.

July’s Squares have come to an end (it was a fun month, Becky!) and tomorrow we start a new month. See? We’re starting anew tomorrow already! Let hope be with us always!

The light may appear shattered, darkness strangling all that is good. Shadows etched with fear and uncertainty. But fear not! Nothing will shatter the light. The light disperses into a rainbow of bright colours, diminishing the darkness causing it to lose its icy grip. The light shines through. The darkness is only there to illuminate the light, and the light will continue to shine when the darkness is long gone. So yes, the future is bright. The outlook good. Keep the hope, spread the light!

Sometimes it isn’t the seeing that matters… it’s the believing.

Is there any point in posting something to try to spread a little positivity when half of the world couldn’t care less, and the other half disagree?

I think so. If only to annoy those who think Feeling Good is a bad thing.

I read a post the other day berating Feeling Good and self help steps, so I’m just balancing out that post. Or trying to cancel out its negative effects on the world. Using a double negative to try to create a positive positive. This ‘the rich get richer, the poor get poorer’ attitude doesn’t help with anything in this day and age.

It is down to each of us to take positive steps to make ourselves Feel Good. How we choose to make ourselves Feel Good is by personal choice, not one to be dictated by others. It may seem selfish to some, ‘how dare they be like that whilst all this is going on’, but I don’t think there is one person on the entire planet who doesn’t know someone whose presence just shines. They Feel Good about themselves and this spreads to everyone around.

Happiness. Joy. Feeling Good. Good Feelings to have and to share.

But see? If you aren’t bothered then this is just another pointless post.

Joyously posted for Six Word Saturday.

Strength ~ Light ~ Hope

O’er distant lands
And through clear blue skies
Zephyrs of hope swirl expectantly
Lit by the light
Of a thousand dreams
That dance in anticipation
The belief holds firm
That whatever is thrust upon us
Will not defeat us
Will not bring us down
And will make us stronger together
Even through days
Separated by an attempt of fear
To take away control
And drive us apart
Strength from dreams
Lit by the light from a simple smile
Powers us all
And moves us forward
~ Together ~

Keep strong. We’re getting through this.

Serenely silent
And constantly comforting
Always sharing light

Hold on
To the light within
Allow it to shine
And to light the way
To provide warmth
And hope
To give guidance
And comfort
Hold on
To the light within

Just Because…

https://www.facebook.com/574458599/videos/10157449676013600/

Just take a look… and Feel Good!

Cheers! To the Health Services.

Focus on the breath
Focus on the heart
Focus on the energy
Focus on the power
Focus on the light
Focus on the calmness
As within so without

Numbers are numbers
Bafflingly so complex
Always look within

Vote of confidence

A Beyond the Sphere election special post.

Without images.

It’s General Election day in the United Kingdom today. They come around more frequently than Leap Years in modern times, and are just as much fun.

We’ve had hours of promises and counter-promises, proper gander and hip hop rap, heartfelt apologies for previously bringing in the wrong thing whilst in a previous government, and sincere promises that this time they’ll do better. We’ve been threatened that one thing will happen if we vote for such a party, and that will happen if we vote for a different one, we mustn’t vote for X because of Y, C can’t stand because of B, W was recorded saying this about Q, P became a block of ice, and blah blah blah…

I’m not politically minded. I can’t stand all the squabbling and bickering that goes on between politicians. I couldn’t bring myself to watch the ‘TV debates’ where nobody was interested in what any of the politicians had to say, but most folk were interested in what they had to say wrong.

I didn’t listen to the opinion polls, because I’m not interested in anybody else’s opinion. I did notice, however, how subtle messages the like of ‘you must vote this way’ came through in the oddest of ways; for example a TV programme review flipped itself round to one of the politician’s interests. I just stopped reading the review there.

But tonight I did my bit and went and cast my vote.

I walked down the dimly lit alley to the polling station. I pushed the door which needed to be pulled to open – they’d covered the ‘pull’ sign with the ‘polling station’ sign. I walked across a vast empty room, to a row of desks that were arranged in an L shape at the far side of the room. A man and a woman sat on the left, and two other women sat behind the tables directly ahead. The polling booth was over to the right.

“Hi” said the man, as I approached the table he was sitting at, not knowing whether I needed to go to him or not. I handed him my polling card as I said “Hello” in return. He asked me to confirm my full name, and then checked that I had gone to the correct polling station, which, luckily for all of us, I had done. It was the address on the polling card, so I couldn’t really have gotten it wrong.

The man gave a series of letters and numbers to the woman sitting next to him, and she announced that she’d written down a completely different set and questioned why she’d done that. She wrote down the correct series, and the man then handed me my polling slip.

“You MUST mark ONLY ONE X” the woman said, pointing to the polling booth at the other side of the room. “And then you MUST bring it back, and pop it INTO THAT BOX there” – this time she pointed at the ballot box beside the end of the table where the man sat.

I walked slowly across the room, noticing how eerily quiet and empty the place was. I marked my paper in the booth as instructed, and folded it as I walked back the ballot box to cast my vote. My slip was half-way into the slot when the man asked “Er… did you get that ballot slip from us?” I did that three way double-take look you do when you ask yourself if you were being asked the question. I looked around the room, and I was still the only person in there. “YES, he did.” said the woman. “Yes, I did” I also replied, not actually sure whether I should have been speaking at that moment but the correct words formed as I did so, so it must have been alright.

I then left the polling station, walked back along the dimly lit alley and then rejoined what felt like reality. This reality. Tomorrow’s may be completely different. Or it may be the same. Or it may appear to be the same, but really be completely different.

We just don’t know.

And by Jiminy will we be told about it for months to come.

Beyond the Sphere now returns to its regular irregular programme.

Darkness surrounds
Fear’s fallen shadow
Silent screams
Curdle inner turmoil
Fermenting
Tormenting
Spiting the light

But light

Strikes through the darkness
And no matter how dark
Even the tiniest glimmer
No matter how dark
Shows the way forward
Shows the way through
And gives power to hope