Yes, I’m still a fan, have even met him twice, but it’s pretty clear that despite (or maybe because of) his talent, he’ll never be a ‘household name’ in this day and age, he’s too much the pure artist, too melodic, too poetic – and too self-effacing as well, not enough ‘image’ for the publicity people to exploit.

As for your suggestion I ‘perform Miracles’, well…as the Irish would say, ‘Chance would be a fine thing!’ In other words, you’re talking ‘Guinness Book of Records’ territory there, madam! And somehow, I do believe you know it…

Ah, the compassionate cheek – or is it the cheeky compassion? – of the female mystic in love!

PS: As you live close to Highgate Cemetery (and mentioned this in a recent post), there’s another one for you at the latest thread (‘Buddha in the Dental Chair’, April 30, 2.42pm). Enjoy!

In Hammersmith there were three of us in the concert..listening to Ron…one of your favourite singers???
You still are a fan??

I never really listened again to Ron but you could sing to us at the Queens Cafe his song of Miracles..??? Ah, ah – and we will all join in a choir…Miracle!

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And this one…

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You ask, “I am moved to wax so lyrical…aren’t you???”

I take it you’re describing an inner state rather than a making a literal description of what lies beneath the earth?

Unfortunately, no, Upnita, I have never enjoyed such ‘underground visions’ as you have written about. Basically (as Paul Newman once famously said about his later life) I’m “just gettin’ through the day”…

As for your diagnosis/advice, “You are describing the seeing from the two eyes split in duality, you have been on the “path” a long time; look with the eye from the Heart which casts no shadow.”
Well, that’s the sort of injunction that doesn’t really mean a whole lot to me, practically speaking, although it sounds portentously poetic.

But thanks for confirming my ‘suspicions’ (!) concerning the catalyst for this flowering of an inner Spring. And I know for sure that it’s well deserved (how can it not be, it’s happening?!). Long may it continue!

PS: It’s not Paris, it’s 600 miles further south!
And the last time I was in India was in ’96 (that’s 1996, btw).

PPS: Handbags at Dawn will have to wait for a few weeks as I’ll be busy or away, then will need at least a couple of months’ intensive training…but then there’s the World Cup and Wimbledon…then I’ll be in France…How about September 20?!

“Some phases are seemingly gone”, only to give birth to new ways of being and for the Silence to penetrate us deeper..?
-The web of Inner World Intimacy is nourished by the feminine in mystery and awe.
-This primordial ground from which all life pours is a particular realm of Oneness.
Chaotic and uncontrollable, teeming and full, this level of life can be as frightening as it is Nurturing!

In the old days they used to wash the dead in the stream by the cemetery but these days quite often they have wires or gates to hide that…We are being protected by “walls”of civilization that separate us from the real, from the pain and rawness of life…I live near a cemetery and pain can be your ally…

Grateful for your words and friendship.

“a rather ‘idealised’ picture…And if so, how come you’re moved to wax so lyrical?”
“Idealised” is your seeing, your picture! My words(“Underneath the beautiful Earth there is the presence of pure water, rich cool air, moss and rocks and the darkness itself that moves through the underground space.”).
I am moved to wax so lyrical…aren’t you???

“inner ‘rebirth’, an ‘inner flowering’? So far, all the evidence I’ve seen is pretty conclusive”.
Evidence conclusive?? You have thrown your gauntlet for a duel…meet you at Dawn (after the meditation) for a handbags duel at Queens Wood this Saturday: Transformation or English breakfast!

“own up…It’s lurve and maybe even Lurve, innit, eh?!! (That photo is worth ten million words!).”
Lurve…Love is All…how the song goes…
I don’t have to go to Paris (if you want to get personal, Satyadeva! “Own up!”)
…or India…(Mystical)…my True Love is “Here and Now”…and the picture was taken by a God – what can I say?…I am truly a lucky Goddess, Woman embodying the Dark Feminine, feeling the sustenance of Love in the unfamiliar and total inclusiveness of a heartfelt relationship with……our world.

MOD: THAT’S ENOUGH, GENTLEMEN, LET’S MOVE ON NOW, OK?

Thought for the Day:
(A famous American proverb)

“If you lie down with dogs, you will rise with fleas!”

Meaning: If you do something silly, expect to suffer the consequences.

But I must say I wonder whether you’re painting, to at least some degree, a rather ‘idealised’ picture…And if so, how come you’re moved to wax so lyrical?

The coming of Spring, at last, the miraculous annual Natural rebirth ‘out there’?
Mmmmm, no, I don’t quite think so…

How about another sort of inner ‘rebirth’, an ‘inner flowering’? So far, all the evidence I’ve seen is pretty conclusive…

So come on now, own up…It’s lurve and maybe even Lurve, innit, eh?!! (That photo is worth ten million words!).