Euphrosene Labon

…for a better world has nose-dived over the last few days, though not personally (well not much).

Israel knows how to upset her friends. Aggression post-Holocaust was once understandable, but needs now to be more balanced. Sadly, I don´t think they want to listen. Thumping back is almost acceptable but never killing. That ends this dimension communication leaving negative energy to continue potentially forever.

And still the gloom continues with a Cumbrian cabbie (Derrick Bird) going on a gun rampage today. 12 dead and 25 injured, it seems.
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My personal issues involve struggling to turn off the water to stop a cistern leak flooding the bathroom floor (at 1:30 in the morning!); plus several days of several hours with no or constantly dropping internet connection (all working fine all day today); rejection of some artwork which I really thought would be accepted; slipped schedules re the art articles and more.

The upstairs loo has now been closed off and it has been a learning curve to use the one opposite the front door. The fan (when the light is switched off) takes well over half an hour to stop making a racket. But it´s something I have to get used to till the new bathroom is finished.

After the blackbirds and magpies had verbally attacked each other (all day, on the day the magpie killed the eggs), there was silence - no birds at all - for a long while. I used that to move the nest into the hawthorn tree, adding the pruned branches to create an extra level of security should Mama blackbird decide to re-use the nest.
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I am now trying to catch up with the business end of things, mostly tiresome little tasks which end up taking longer than anticipated - and am glad I did not rush out my postcard mailer as I have another idea now.
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Bernard´s Thought Bricks was a welcome friend. I seem to go through phases with these books - and also with tuning in. It´s as if I have an inner receiver that knows when would be the best time to get a response. A bit like Ayesha - “She-who-must-be-obeyed” with the light. It again begs the question of whether we are all a computer game to higher sentients.
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Also on the esoteric: if hearing voices is a sign of madness, what of seeing faces in shapes and patterns? (Pareidolia, btw.)

When I was very small, I well remember being terrifed of the faces I saw in our chintz curtains. Yet, even now, I can see faces in the patterns on tiles in the bathroom. I suppose the madness is in giving life to them - which, happily, I have not done.

Still, I´ll not be sorry to see them go!
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Art is informed by the life we lead, by our thoughts, experiences and desires. My blog posts are either streams of consciousness, wrestling with spiritual concepts or other experiences on this particular spiritual journey. For examples of how this translates into my art, please visit my gallery. Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

Israel, Derrick Bird, cistern leak, Bernard´s Thought Bricks, sign of madness, Pareidolia

.., despite Ma´s passing, is never far from my life, it seems. If I distance myself from someone, it is usually as much for their sake as mine, especially if the reason was a misrepresentation of facts. So, when one such friend was sectioned again, I said a prayer and left it at that.

Yesterday, I got a letter, a charming letter, about friends and forgiveness. The latter was in reference to sibling relations though as most people know, I don´t have a problem forgiving all and sundry. However, there are times when just turning the other cheek is not sufficient. Sincere apologies, if they ever come, may not be enough to just forget.

That said, I felt sure the letter was sent in part to find someone who understood extrasensory - even other dimensional - experiences, even if it was not explicitly mentioned.

As chance would have it, there was a programme on BBC4 the same night, about three men who had been sectioned and were struggling with life back in the community. (One young man returned to the hospital.)

The thing that leapt out at me was the general dislike of taking anti-psychosis medicines - as did Ma. The hanging head and shakes, the twitchy hands - like Ma. I do believe their experiences are valid and worth hearing out, though I used to find the looping hard to take. Sadly too, medicine tends to blur both the experience and the ability to articulate. No wonder so many stop taking the pills.

The young man who returned to hospital mentioned fleetingly about someone taking his energy. Yet energetic vamping is quite real. How often do we spend time with people who totally drain us? They bounce off, happy as Larry, while we feel like wet rags. Energy fields around humans are accepted by the scientific community so why not drained circuits? It´s not that sci-fi.

As mentioned before, I do feel that some mentally ill people have very finely tuned energy fields. They sense matter and antimatter in ways most of the rest of us cannot. But what I cannot understand is how what they see or sense are invariably a few limited scenes that just keep repeating over and over. Like damaged antennae.
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Art is informed by the life we lead, by our thoughts, experiences and desires. My blog posts are either streams of consciousness, wrestling with spiritual concepts or other experiences on this particular spiritual journey. For examples of how this translates into my art, please visit my gallery. Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

Ma, energy, energy fields

…are more common in those with mental illness in the family, it seems. I´m going to take that positively. Pity my creative output has been so low this week. I seem to be too tired to do more than arrange and re-arrange my list of things to do, or practice in my head. There again, Segovia practised in his head so it´s still valid.

Despite not firing on all cylinders, I have ordered labels for a postcard mailing. Better to do something, although mailings really need to be done quite frequently to have any real effect, yet I have been so spasmodic with marketing efforts.

Part of the reason is wanting to get the Wise El words and cartoons done but it is a far bigger task than I realised. And that´s just the words. Plus I haven´t even got anywhere near the cartoons for the motivational stuff.

It would be good to have help - which is in part the reason for one lot of marketing mailers.
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Cameron´s `Big Society´ was and is too nebulous a term. Things have to spelled out. This is how much money there is; this is what it is currently being spent on; what is absolutely vital; what is useful; what is nice to have.

Panorama´s programme on public sector cuts last night really shocked me - but not for the most obvious reasons. I had no idea local government spent money on music lessons, wardens for the reasonably healthy (if they can go on protest marches and rant ad nauseam, they are reasonably healthy in my book!), yet some interviewed felt it was their right - ie vital. This is surely where people need to be re-educated.

When money is plentiful, then yes, have some of the `nice to have´ things that add to social harmony and cohesion. But if a community centre is so valuable, there is a case for the community itself to run and fund it themselves. It´s not much of a community if it needs outside impetus, is it?

Where people do need help, in my view, is with ideas - in fact almost more than money - though the ideas should be pragmatic. Fanciful ideas spring from endless funds but tighter reins on money flow tend to make for more workable ideas.
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Another programme, on Five, this time about the Cameron-Clegg lovathan. Neither really registered much with me till last week. Shallow and grasping on a Blair scale - maybe not as high as His Tonyness.

Then, last week, Cameron changed in my eyes. It may all be smoke and mirrors, but I got a strange feeling that he had the potential to be great - and part of that potential greatness was an even greater gift as a poker player. As of now, I still hold that view.

Clegg remains an ambitious pretty boy, who needs his party as well as the Tories, but will probably behave. He still looks and sounds like he is swimming out of his depth. A measure of Cameron´s potential greatness will be if he helps Clegg when he no longer needs to.

Not yet sure of Osborne. Even when he talks it is as if there is more we are not yet aware of. Cameron could have dumped him in this coalition but he still seems to have greater power than Clegg. Interesting times.
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There´s a smell of privet, or a similar hedge, that invariably takes me back to walking along Sutton Court Road on the way back from school - St Bernadette´s in Hillingdon - to RAF Uxbridge where we lived at the time.

I was very young - it was a primary school - but remember the long roads and feeling free. But in my mind, it is only the warm days I really recall. I must be getting old.
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Art is informed by the life we lead, by our thoughts, experiences and desires. My blog posts are either streams of consciousness, wrestling with spiritual concepts or other experiences on this particular spiritual journey. For examples of how this translates into my art, please visit my gallery. Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

postcard mailing, Wise El, Cameron´s `Big Society´, Panorama, public sector cuts, Cameron-Clegg, St Bernadette´s in Hillingdon, RAF Uxbridge