DEPARTURE & ARRIVAL

DEPARTURE & ARRIVAL
Today is the day that chains are loosed, and I am free from the past of Devon.
This strangely beautiful county where I was born and where so many memories coloured my consciousness and made journeying back there, over the past sixty years so painful.

With realisation of the way people acted, the things people said, with true meaning, all slotting into place during our twelve year retreat in Spain and again back here in England, when the true meaning of acts and words came to me, at least allowing the return over the past three years to face those fears and come to terms with the ways of others all now dead, gone and passed over to higher understanding.

The freedom I feel right now, I have never felt quite this way before:
Our final downsizing has been stretched across the boundaries of the physical, material, mental and most importantly the banks of memory that have now left the consciousness itself free, across two continents, and now two counties.

Moving on … on this journey one more time from Devon to Somerset to begin the final chapter of our life this time round, which we have on good authority could be our last to this small globe in space.

Carrying on with editing the Book chapter by chapter, currently on chapter twenty of thirty-six, so plenty to keep us occupied; as if packing, moving and unpacking and getting the place straight was not enough, with a little help from our family and friends.

No surprise that our new home, where this final chapter will play out, has naturally taken the name of, Chapter House. So, we move from Chalice Cottage to Chapter House, a touch medieval about this move it seems, quite fitting for these two old codgers, harking back to both our pasts in this and other lifetimes.

No more feelings of the self-imposed exiles, but back with and closer to a loving family and certainly looking forward to being closer to all members of the family in the equally beautiful county and I must say, more beautiful town where some of the family already reside.

Wish us luck in our new scriptorium, from which no doubt you will hear more of the journey of Hanukah, in poetry and prose.
Wishing all, safe and fruitful journeys, Hanukah & the Angel

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DIARY of the DUO12

DIARY of the DUO12
So, friend, was it granted or was it not?
Is the flow in the proverbial clot?
Is the stomach still in its painful knot?
And did it become a Gordian Knot?

Questions, questions for an Alexander
One we have tried hard never to ponder
Lest frustration creep into the spirit
We are at pains to remain calm through it.

To keep you in slung suspense no longer
The answer came on this old computer.
Changes proposed by our own movers
Could not be met by other chain members.

Just time to squeeze in this one new message
This moving’s like preparing for dressage.
So particular, with blind instructions,
We’ve gone back to original actions.

Bitten the bullet and taken the gamble
Knowing all’s well, but far from an amble.
It’s a marathon, we’ll never repeat,
We are far too old for this kind of feat.

Pondering, is it on, or is it off?
No wonder I started a nervous cough.
Living so long in the land of limbo,
Not knowing if or when we could go.

But not long now before we take our seats,
When all’s gone before, is seen as just treats.
Hindsight is good thinking what was the fuss
When this journey for others was a must.
Healing & Happiness to all, Hanukah & the Angel

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DIARY of the DUO11

DIARY of the DUO11
Stasis is a state the Universe detests.
Nothing evolves that sits, persists and rests
It’s not just walking in the woods that counts
But every thought, every desire that mounts.

We are the vehicles of change, and action
Not just human but through every dimension.
The change we are within is traumatic
From here to there and cellar to attic.

Changes before and after we arrive
All add to the strain of our current drive
To be with a loved one who lives with pain
The kind of companion that energy drains.

As healers we can do much from afar
But hold in our arms brings portals ajar,
For energies and the magic of touch
To our loved one in pain can mean so much.

We are wealthy beyond King Croesus’ dreams
Not that we can afford much, so it seems
Rich in our growing family of souls
Rich in the joy which our love enfolds.

The move we make will bring us all closer
As with most moves, it brings people nearer.
Those who perhaps we would never have met
Became friends if only on Internet.

The time has come to arrange some meetings,
Old folks to see with many fond greetings
While, new in the orbit of friendship calls
To cement at the feasts in dining halls.

Questions to which there are hidden answers
Asked by our lawyers in legal measures
Pouring over documents tires the eyes
Never was the case in previous buys.

We have to do, what we have to, must do,
To secure the sale and the purchase too.
But paperwork is cut with most on line,
Bonus for the mind made peaceful and fine.

We do what we can, in all these factions
Conveyance is the shield for our actions.
We bless those who work for our benefit
However painful the results may hit.

Change is often difficult, but we know
The end result is the bright goal to show
We see it in the plan and the forging
In the vision and the manifesting.

All is well as the puzzle pieces form
Our chosen little house becomes the norm.
Anticipation to make changes done,
At the new place before the deeds happen.

Gaining access before all is complete
Is a task that we both must try to meet.
Getting stuff done, OK by the vendor
Another matter for their own lawyer.

Often involves a dip in the wallet,
If it gets a job done, must we worth it.
There may be more hiccups on the way there,
If we could not hack it we’d not be here.
Happiness to all, Hanukah & the Angel

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WISHFUL THINKING

WISHFUL THINKING
Usually referred to one who dreams for the impossible.
If we did not want for something different, something better than our present condition, we would soon find ourselves in a physical not to say conscious and hence mental and psychological and therefore spiritually stagnant state in all those respects.

Similarly, the old saying of, “talking to oneself is the beginning of madness” and I say, “talking to oneself is the beginning of wisdom.” For it is only through a close and constant connection with our bodies and health that we can advance ourselves to a better and healthier place.

So, wishful thinking is in fact “the life blood of the growth of the Universe.”
Without all the amazing technological advances of recent years we could still be in the dark ages of science, medicine and archaeology plus so many more fields of endeavour that mankind has surged ahead in only because we were living on the cusp of evolution.

Our current wishful thoughts were that our proposed moving house would be as simple as in the past and certainly simpler than from Spain to England three years ago, but no it seems that the law, which most would agree is an ass, has got the bit between the teeth and will not let go, determined to sign, seal and deliver at huge cost. So be it and we must stomach it like all the rest in this similar armada of movers and shakers across the country.

There is no doubt a maybe conscious but I believe mainly unconscious sharing of the same energies which we are passing through and acknowledging in others as we take this wished for simple, but turning out to have its opportunities for us to show our strengths and cope with the challenges thrown up for us to manage.

Wishful thinking begins with the mind naturally, but perhaps not as consciously as we would benefit from except for those of us who have begun to realise the positive all-round treasures of mindfulness, which all begins with talking to yourself.

When you think about it, it’s not that new or strange for I can remember my granny saying to me, “you need to give yourself a good talking to my boy”.
The practice of mindfulness seeing exactly how you think and how that transpires into your body and daily life, has immeasurable benefits to you as a happy and healthily functioning human being on all levels. Try it, you could be amazed. Think wishfully all you wish.
Wishing all a fruitful journey, Hanukah & the Angel

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WISHFUL THINKING
Usually referred to one who dreams for the impossible.
If we did not want for something different, something better than our present condition, we would soon find ourselves in a physical not to say conscious and hence mental and psychological and therefore spiritually stagnant state in all those respects.

Similarly, the old saying of, “talking to oneself is the beginning of madness” and I say, “talking to oneself is the beginning of wisdom”. For it is only through a close and constant connection with our bodies and health that we can advance ourselves to a better and healthier place.

So, wishful thinking is in fact “the life blood of the growth of the Universe.”
Without all the amazing technological advances of recent years we could still be in the dark ages of science, medicine and archaeology plus so many more fields of endeavour that mankind has surged ahead in only because we were living on the cusp of evolution. It is our current belief that we are also on the edge of the connection with spiritual thought in other words the Universal Consciousness which precedes all of mans’ endeavours on Earth. In fact it has all been done before, we just need to pick up on it which some are better at than others!

Our current wishful thoughts were that our proposed moving house would be as simple as in the past and certainly simpler than from Spain to England three years ago, but no it seems that the law, which most would agree is an ass, has got the bit between the teeth and will not let go, determined to sign, seal and deliver at huge cost. So be it and we must stomach it like all the rest in this similar armada of movers and shakers across the country.

There is no doubt a maybe conscious but I believe mainly unconscious sharing of the same energies which we are passing through and acknowledging in others as we take this wished for simple, but turning out to have its opportunities for us to show our strengths and cope with the challenges thrown up for us to manage.

Wishful thinking begins with the mind naturally, but perhaps not as consciously as we would benefit from except for those of us who have begun to realise the positive all-round treasures of mindfulness, which all begins with talking to yourself.

When you think about it, it’s not that new or strange for I can remember my granny saying to me, “you need to give yourself a good talking to my boy”.
The practice of mindfulness seeing exactly how you think and how that transpires into your body and daily life, has immeasurable benefits to you as a happy and healthily functioning human being on all levels. Try it, you could be amazed. Think wishfully all you wish.
Wishing all a fruitful journey, Hanukah & the Angel

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DIARY of the DUO10

DIARY of the DUO10
The trick following the last DUO9
That’s to say, not to doubt nor undermine
Or resist and put boulders in the way
Of our desire whether in work or play.

It’s not to resist nor doubt anything
But to accept, witness and go with everything,
Appreciate with awareness, see the zing,
Take time and if possible, just have a fling.

We know that this is the way of true life
Leave atmosphere you could cut with a knife.
If problems appear and seem to be rife
We know they are a chance to fulfil life.

In our book, problems just do not exist
It is only opportunities that persist
Chance to prove who and what we are
Shining like the proverbial bright stars.

Our much belov’d piano weighs a ton
We know, changing the carpet must be done.
Like trying to play three-dimensional chess,
Trying to decide what flooring is best.

No way to the kitchen except through the house
Garage is the only way, not being a mouse.
So that must change, from up and over door
To a normal portal no less no more.

And all this before furniture arrives
All this being arranged from ninety miles
Good job we have agents working for us
Family and friends an enormous plus.

It was said that we are no islands, us,
But there are those who strive to make us thus.
We’re not scared to ask for help from others
It’s the only way before it smothers.

As it has proved, this day has seen us act
When we were able to sign a contract.
One more to go and others still to sign
Which will see us in our new pad and fine.
Happiness to all, Hanukah & the Angel

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DIARY of the DUO9

DIARY of the DUO9
We are told that if we hear nothing,
Not to worry, as all is working.
It all comes down to our having trust,
Which in conveyancing is a must.

In another mood, no news is good news
Our new home looks like the end of a mews,
But in truth is an end of cul-de-sac
As we look ever forward, never back.

However optimistic we may be
We need to abide by the access key
A cute arrangement that gets changes done
Before the effects and furniture come.

This has spiritual as well as physical
Meanings to me just now the spiritual
Mechanism of the moving access
To bring to us the ultimate success.

Trust is at the heart of such endeavour
With the expected grace of the vendor
As said in the past we must plan each move
All in order and agencies approved.

Getting used to this long moving process
Hope not to repeat and give it a miss.
Hoping this must be the last move we make
Not for anyone else but for our sake.

The masters teach, look forward and desire
In so doing we stoke the eternal fire.
Such wisdom percolates ether and air
If we could only hear it, here and there.

There were compromises to make for us
Like anything, to avoid later fuss
We set out the list of all those minus
When taking minus from all of the plus.

The plus won out and happiness was king.
We knew that it would, as joy is our thing
Not there yet, but we know that this journey
Leads to the last stop on the line called glee.
Happiness to all, Hanukah & the Angel

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