"To live in peace and love and spread it to those all around me."

Wynnum, Australia
male
single, 2 children
Speaks: English and a tiny bit of Chinese
Joined Apr 9, 2008

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I TAKE YOUR PAIN: A MEDITATION

 

I take your pain from my heart,

gently set it upon a broad leaf

smooth on tranquil water.

I watch the leaf float free

on mirrors,

drifting a tunnel of dark branches

and bright green leaves.

 

I pour your tears

into my cupped hands,

precious liquid gems (your adornment).

I kneel until the water

meets water and your tears

follow the River’s course

to join the encircling sea.

MILLENNIUM VISION

This is what happened to me at the Woodford Folk Festival close to twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve of the Millennium. I had decided to see in the Millenium in the all faiths worship tent, where musicians of different faiths were to play one after the other. A Sikh musician and his backing group took the stage. As I swayed to the music and chanted along I soon found myself carried into a worshipful state. While listening I focussed on the one Spirit and closed my eyes and chanted where I could. Was what happened next a vision or a visualisation? It started intentionally but went beyond that. I was concerned that there was a possibility of our destroying ourselves and all life on earth so was praying for peace and harmony for the planet in the coming thousand years. I imagined a white light shooting up from the crown of my head and I soon saw it coming from the point of the globe where I and the others I was with were worshipping. My consciousness was with the light beam and I saw a huge beam of light coming to meet it from space and when the two beams met they were one light. The enormous, powerful beam then spread and encircled the planet and I saw many more beams rising to meet it from the surface of the earth as people worshipped to initiate the new millennium. The powerful beam became an invisible band around the earth with sparks or sparkles of colour flashing from it and sending fine beams of coloured light downward. The earth looked very beautiful as it turned within the envelope of spirit. I heard the words "Where are my Christian people?" and I found tears in my eyes. I took this to be sadness at the reluctance of Christians to recognize the underlying unity of spirit at the heart of all faiths and their reluctance to join in that unity. I took the whole vision as assurance that we will be looked after in this millennium. I hope you will pass it on to others.

Love and peace, Hugh

 

Kandahar Child

You cowered in a corner in a back street of Kandahar

Surrounded by blood and charred wood

Trembling and squeezing the lids of your eyes

Banging your head with your tiny hands

To push all the horrors away

Your mother’s crushed body surrounded by flies

Your father blown apart by a rocket that came

From the skies in the name of world peace

 

I picked you up gently and you wet on my shirt

As I carried you crying through the streets

To a truck with a cross marked in red on the side

Where they told me they had worse to take care of

I took you to camp, your eyes opened wide

They flickered and stared at things that weren’t there

Looked at me and past me and through me

Your mind such a long way from peace

 

My mates came and smiled, gave me pats on my shoulders

Brought you dairy milk chocolate and cola

Your mouth spat it out and you moaned in my arms

Your skinny limbs started to tremble

So I sang and I rocked you with old lullabies

Were you asleep when you smiled?

Next day we made a small coffin of wood.

Perhaps then at last you found peace.