The quieter you become

5 04 2014

“The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” – Baba Ram Das

Now you children be quiet like good little ladies and gentlemen. Don’t you children know any quiet games–like staring at each other with your mouths shut?
– Mr Wilson (Dennis the Menace)

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Euripides’ Faith (on the Bayou)

4 04 2014
 
faith is the bluebird you see from afar
it’s for real and as sure as the first evening star
you can’t touch it
or buy it
or wrap it up tight
but it’s there just the same
making things turn out right
– Rufus the Cat (The Rescuers) 

 

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Mothers Day

30 03 2014
 
– Mummy, I woke up this morning and felt very sad that you weren’t here. That you were so far away.
– I woke up sad this morning too. I miss you very much.
– It feels like you have been gone for 15 days or even more. But it’s only been three days.
– I know. Sometimes time feels like that. Sometimes the shortest amount of time going by can still feel like an  eternity. I’ll be back home very soon. 
– I love you.
-I love you. 

Apparently today a Double Black Moon is meant to appear in the night sky. Note that there is no scientific evidence of this moon-event but I have become obsessed with all things mystical around the moon given that my daughter’s name is Luna.  The double lunation occurs every two and a half to three years and is associated with higher consciousness, hidden wisdom, the deepening of communication with the angelic, fairy and spiritual realms.

Some believe the wishes you make on a double black moon come true. So I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I wish today. And what I wish–above all else–is to be the best mother possible to my gorgeous daughters. To love them, cherish them, to deepen my communication with them, to reach a higher consciousness with them and to live together with them in all things magical.

I dedicate this short film to Philomena and Luna. My greatest loves. I love you all the way to the moon–across the moon and back.

Moonwalk – http://aeon.co/film/moonwalk-a-short-film-about-the-ultimate-moon-shot/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





Witches

29 03 2014
 
– Mummy, the Witches… they keep trying to come through my window. I’m so scared. 
– Maybe they aren’t bad witches?
– I think they are bad. 
– When I go to New Orleans, I’ll find a good witch and she can tell us what we can do about it, ok?

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For more on Wicca beliefs see here:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/religion/religions/paganism/beliefs/beliefs.shtml

 

 





BEAUTIFUL is New Orleans (rain or shine)

28 03 2014

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Happiness is when you find a little slice of paradise (go team saints)

27 03 2014

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Aaahh-we used to sing this to each other- my dad (on love)

27 03 2014

http://youtu.be/2zPCbtZh2h8





(this side of) The Atlantic

27 03 2014

http://www.theatlantic.com/features/archive/2014/03/hey-parents-leave-those-kids-alone/358631/

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Happiness is being on route to the city that care forgot

26 03 2014

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I suspect that beneath your offensively and vulgarly effeminate façade there may be a soul of sorts. Have you read widely in Boethius?”
“Who? Oh, heavens no. I never even read newspapers.”
“Then you must begin a reading program immediately so that you may understand the crises of our age,” Ignatius said solemnly. “Begin with the late Romans, including Boethius, of course. Then you should dip rather extensively into early Medieval. You may skip the Renaissance and the Enlightenment. That is mostly dangerous propaganda. Now that I think of it, you had better skip the Romantics and the Victorians, too. For the contemporary period, you should study some selected comic books.”
“You’re fantastic.”
“I recommend Batman especially, for he tends to transcend the abysmal society in which he’s found himself. His morality is rather rigid, also. I rather respect Batman.





LOVE is how the LIGHT gets in

26 03 2014

all of these artists will all be performing here: http://howthelightgetsin.iai.tv/

Mr. Scruff also sells tea. Proceeds go to charity. Check it out. http://www.makeusabrew.com/showscreen.php?site_id=20&screentype=site&screenid=20

 

“Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori”

The poem from which the line comes exhorts Roman citizens to develop martial prowess such that the enemies of Rome will be too terrified to resist them. In John Conington‘s translation, the relevant passage reads:

To suffer hardness with good cheer,
In sternest school of warfare bred,
Our youth should learn; let steed and spear
Make him one day the Parthian’s dread;
Cold skies, keen perils, brace his life.
Methinks I see from rampired town
Some battling tyrant’s matron wife,
Some maiden, look in terror down,—
“Ah, my dear lord, untrain’d in war!
O tempt not the infuriate mood
Of that fell lion I see! from far
He plunges through a tide of blood!”
What joy, for fatherland to die!
Death’s darts e’en flying feet o’ertake,
Nor spare a recreant chivalry,
A back that cowers, or loins that quake.

(thank you wikipedia for always being there for me when i need you)

 

Afro-Beat Collective, explores the need and importance of exploring for the sake of exploring…”The objective is to to create music derived from a deliberate intention to transmit a message of determination, substance and, most importantly, Unity. To see music as One World, a musical space that transcends and breaks free from styles and any kind of sound that compromises the skills of the musicians playing and the importance of musicianship or group collaboration and expression.” – HENRY COLE & AFROBEAT COLLECTIVE

 





What Philomena discovered at Kew Gardens

25 03 2014

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In LOVE with Mary Midgley

24 03 2014

“The trouble with human beings is not really that they love themselves too much; they ought to love themselves more. The trouble is simply that they don’t love others enough” – Mary Midgley (one of our wisest living philosophers)

Mary is a mother of three and so much of what she writes about resonates with me–particularly her confidence in humanity, the emphasis she places on the importance of seeing the world from multiple (non-judgemental) perspectives and her concern that overspecialisation is a handicap to our human capacity for thought.

But one my favourite of all the things she said is: “I wrote no books until I was a good 50, and I’m jolly glad because I didn’t know what I thought before then.” 

At 94-years of age, Mary just published her 15th book, Are you an Illusion? (FT review here:http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/70476606-ae8e-11e3-aaa6-00144feab7de.html#axzz2woyHZyZV

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Shall we dance?

23 03 2014

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Gift’s from HAFIZ

23 03 2014

Hafiz is the most beloved poet of Persia. He lived around the same time as Chaucer and hundred or so years after Rumi. He became known in the West through the efforts of Goethe and Ralph Waldo Emerson, who translated Hafiz in the 19th Century.

A beautiful morning read.

 
 
WHEN THE VIOLIN
 When
The violin
Can forgive the past
It starts singing.
When the violin can stop worrying
About the future
You will become
Such a drunk laughing nuisance
That God
Will then lean down
And start combing you into
His
Hair.
When the violin can forgive
Every wound caused by Others
The heart starts
Singing.
 
 
A STRANGE FEATHER
All
The craziness,
All the empty plots,
All the ghosts and fears,
All the grudges and sorrows have
Now
Passed.
I must have inhaled
A
Strange
Feather
That finally
Fell
Out.
 
 
I AM REALLY JUST A TAMBOURINE
Good 
Poetry
Makes the universe admit a 
Secret:
“I am
Really just a tambourine,
Grab hold,
Play me
Against your warm
Thigh.”




Atomic Bomb

22 03 2014
Lyrics: ATOMIC BOMB
I want you to realise, men
The way I feel in me
(How do you feel?)
I want you realise, women
The way I feel in me
(How do you feel?)
I’m gonna explode
(You mean you gonna explode?)
Im gonna explode
Im gonna explode
Like and Atomic Bomb.
Girls: Atomic Bomb

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Books For Breakfast w Richard Kilgarriff & Dr David Lewis

21 03 2014

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http://bookomi.co.uk/category/books-for-breakfast/





Push the Bush

21 03 2014

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divine music

21 03 2014

22 Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. 23 Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror 24 and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. 25 But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.





Sacrificing Strawberries

4 03 2014

<p>Luna on Lent</p>

Luna Mummy what will you give up for LENT?!

Mummy – That’s a good question, I don’t think I’ve given up anything for lent in a VERY long time.

Philomena – How long exactly?

Mummy – I think  the last time was when I was 12 or 13.

Luna – I’m giving up strawberries. I LOVE strawberries, so I’m giving up strawberries.

Philomena – So what will YOU give up, Mummy?

Mummy – I’m not sure, what do you think I should give up?

Philomena – It has to be something you really love.

Mummy – Hmmmmm.

Luna – Like STRAWBERRIES.

Philomena – Or PANCAKES– I’m giving up pancakes.

Mummy: Hmmmmmm.

Luna – You could give up COFFEE? You always drink lots and lots of coffee.

Philomena – Or WINE? That would be a good one.

Mummy – Do I have to give up something I like to eat or drink — or could it be something else? There are lots of things I love.

Philomena – Oh, I KNOW! You love writing. Why don’t you give up WRITING for 40 days?!?!

Mummy – Wow.  Let me sleep on that idea. Do we have to tell each other what we give up? Is that part of it?

 





Through Love’s Great Power-A Mother and a Judge Speaks Out on Section 377

26 02 2014

Through Love’s Great Power
By Vikram Seth

Through love’s great power to be made whole
In mind and body, heart and soul—
Through freedom to find joy, or be
By dint of joy itself set free
In love and in companionhood:
This is the true and natural good.

To undo justice, and to seek
To quash the rights that guard the weak—
To sneer at love, and wrench apart
The bonds of body, mind and heart
With specious reason and no rhyme:
This is the true unnatural crime.

See article copied below from The Times of India written by Vikram Seth’s mother, Leila Seth, age 83.

“A Mother and a Judge Speaks Out on Section 377.”

My name is Leila Seth. I am eighty-three years old. I have been in a long and happy marriage of more than sixty years with my husband Premo, and am the mother of three children. The eldest, Vikram, is a writer. The second, Shantum, is a Buddhist teacher. The third, Aradhana, is an artist and filmmaker. I love them all. My husband and I have brought them up with the values we were brought up with—honesty, courage, and sympathy for others. We know that they are hardworking and affectionate people who are trying to do some good in the world.

But our eldest, Vikram, is now a criminal, an unapprehended felon. This is because, like many millions of other Indians, he is gay; and last month, two judges of the Supreme Court overturned the judgment of two judges of the Delhi High Court that, four years ago, decriminalized homosexuality. Now, once again, if Vikram falls in love with another man, he will be committing a crime punishable by imprisonment for life if he expresses his love physically. The Supreme Court judgment means that he would have to be celibate for the rest of his life or else leave the country where he was born, to which he belongs, and which he loves more than any other.

I myself have been a judge for more than fourteen years—first as a judge on the Delhi High Court, then as Chief Justice of the Himachal Pradesh High Court. Later, I served as a member of the Law Commission, as well as the Justice J.S. Verma Committee, which resulted in the Criminal Law Amendment Act 2013 being passed. I have great respect for legal proprieties in general, and would not normally comment on a judgment, but I am making an exception in this case.

I read the judgment of the Delhi High Court when it came out four years ago. It was a model of learning, humanity, and application of Indian constitutional principles. It was well crafted, and its reasoning clearly set out. It decided that Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code infringed Article 14 of the Constitution, which deals with the fundamental right to equality. It infringed Article 15, which deals with the fundamental right to nondiscrimination. And it infringed Article 21, which covers the fundamental right to life and liberty, including privacy and dignity. The judgment of the High Court “read down” Section 377 in order to decriminalize private, adult, consensual sexual acts.

The government found no fault with the judgment and did not appeal. However, a number of people who had no real standing in the matter did challenge it. Two judges of the Supreme Court heard the appeal in early 2012. Then, twenty-one months later, and on the very morning of the retirement of one of them, the judgment was finally pronounced. The Delhi High Court judgment was set aside, Section 377 was reinstated in full, and even private, adult, consensual sexual acts other than the one considered “natural” were criminalized again.

As the mother of my elder son, I was extremely upset. But as a lawyer and a former judge, I decided to reserve my views till I had read the judgment. When I read it, it would be true to say that I found it difficult to follow its logic.

A host of academics and lawyers have critiqued the judgment in great detail, including the nonaddressal of the Article 15 argument, and have found it wanting in many respects. I do not intend to repeat those criticisms. However, I should point out that both learning and science get rather short shrift. Instead of welcoming cogent arguments from jurisprudence outside India, which is accepted practice in cases of fundamental rights, the judgment specifically dismisses them as being irrelevant.

Further, rather than following medical, biological, and psychological evidence, which shows that homosexuality is a completely natural condition, part of a range not only of human sexuality but of the sexuality of almost every animal species we know, the judgment continues to talk in terms of “unnatural” acts, even as it says that it would be difficult to list them.

But what has pained me and is more harmful is the spirit of the judgment. The interpretation of law is untempered by any sympathy for the suffering of others.

The voluminous accounts of rape, torture, extortion, and harassment suffered by gay and transgender people as a result of this law do not appear to have moved the court. Nor does the court appear concerned about the parents of such people, who stated before the court that the law induced in their children deep fear, profound self-doubt, and the inability to peacefully enjoy family life. I know this to be true from personal experience. The judgment fails to appreciate the stigma that is attached to persons and families because of this criminalization.

The judgment claimed that the fact that a minuscule fraction of the country’s population was gay or transgender could not be considered a sound basis for reading down Section 377. In fact, the numbers are not small. If only 5 percent of India’s more than a billion people are gay, which is probably an underestimate, it would be more than 50 million people, a population as large as that of Rajasthan or Karnataka or France or England. But even if only a very few people were in fact threatened, the Supreme Court could not abdicate its responsibilities to protect their fundamental rights, or shuffle them off to Parliament. It would be like saying that the Parsi community could be legitimately imprisoned or deported at Parliament’s will because they number only a few tens of thousands. The reasoning in the judgment that justice based on fundamental rights can only be granted if a large number of people are affected is constitutionally immoral and inhumane.

The judgment has treated people with a different sexual orientation as if they are people of a lesser value.

What makes life meaningful is love. The right that makes us human is the right to love. To criminalize the expression of that right is profoundly cruel and inhumane. To acquiesce in such criminalization or, worse, to recriminalize it is to display the very opposite of compassion. To show exaggerated deference to a majoritarian Parliament when the matter is one of fundamental rights is to display judicial pusillanimity, for there is no doubt that in the constitutional scheme it is the judiciary that is the ultimate interpreter.

A review petition is now up for hearing before one of the two original judges plus another, who will replace the now retired Justice Singhvi. It will be heard in chambers. No lawyers will be present.

I began by saying that Premo and I had brought up our children to believe in certain values. I did not mention some others that we have also sought to inculcate in them: to open their hearts and minds; to admit their errors frankly, however hard this may be; to abjure cruelty; and to repair in a willing spirit any unjust damage they have done to others.