Anapologetic catchup!

On 5 December 2012 05:02, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

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I do sincerely apologize.... i was dawdling along the path, gazing off into whatever realms of imagination or distant features of the terrain, and it's been fourteen days to respond. Not like me but who am i to say so?  No excuse at all.  Amends amends a mean to mend.
Your honest heartfelt word picture didn't go amiss, is much appreciated, and what was i doing back there anyway?  I picture it as a walk along a tufted seablown path just above a tideline and a momentary gust lost in the gazing.
Reading your message again it's good to know that all is good on the path. I do recall looking into some youtube videos of where you are. My version of armchair travel, and the fuel delivery man was asking after you too and i told him where you are, and joking would that be on his route.  He called by tonight and that was another nudge for me to catch up. I'll walk a little more briskly.Perhaps i've been a little hibernatish (is that a mix of Hibernia and long lapsed british?)  Hum, i did write about eight 'articles' in November and immerse myself in painting 'Tales of the sea', on the blog.
Thank you for your saying of downloading some of my images, and that they are of useful inspiration. Which after all, is the intent, to share where i went.  Particularly as i sometimes lament the wider lack of response to what i meant, but it's all in cycles.  Perhaps this is a cycle path...!
Like today, seemingly sunny but then squally and drifting grey (though i'm into grey, it's the backdrop for rainbows).  Phil called, as he does, to use the phone, that's fine, to ring his mother and keep in touch with what seems a big family to keep in touch with, and me by contrast spared such up keeping, so i easily empathize with the diversity and me not a model parent a-pparently.  What with dwelling (as i said to Phil), in a longstanding perpetual mode of art, music, and other gestations of inspirations, and listening and looking for what's 'next'.
So when Phil called by, i was in the midst of roast chestnuts in the hearth and surfing a musical breath of fresh sea air by the name of 'Julie Fowlis' , videos of music of herself the Scottish singer from Uist in the Hebredies (is that how it's spelt?) There's a lot of red wiggly lines i'm getting.  I do enjoy witnessing certain people such as her so fluently immersed in the mode of music.
Such people seem to radiate the kind of joy you'd expect to be more common if and when the world wasn't so preoccupied with whether the world will end , indeed, while trying to make one or two ends meet.
So that it dawned on me again and noticeably a wee bit brighter, having done more than my share of using this gadget for delving into conspiracies and reptiles and whatnots to check if the world's getting brighter, when what it does is paint a preoccupation with a world we don't want.  When its' wiser use is as an ambient radiator of the goodness and beauty there is in the resilient resourceful creative human spirit. Especially our local indigenous art and music.
To realize, i can just switch that on, fine tune to taste, and my bubble is filled with the magic of the shared world we wish to see.
This is beginning to sound like something i would wish to share on my blog, (perhaps with your permission?)  (?)  As no name mentioned, our personal conversation here being somewhat invisible to bystanders.
But this does relate to what i was pondering how to express in the public domain.
That it's only now about seventeen days to the date that is on the collective mind, let alone the seasonal bit where i tend to take refuge in my burrow with a stash of nuts till it's over.
One thing that was never stated in Mayan Calendars and codices, (despite public opinion or rather 'rumour'.)  Is the notion that what we call 'the world', might be thinking about 'ending'.  "I don't think so."
Besides, what 'we' think, has more than we think, to do with what the world herself thinks than we think.
I'm pretty sure the Great Cosmic Mother is nudging us up through our feet to lighten up and 'all hands on deck' with the power of our imaginative visualization, expectation, and 'optimystic' belief.
I spell it that way because, that's what it is.  The alignment that really counts.
For reference, the other night i waded through long scrolls of a dense text called,  'Our Ultimate Reality.com'  (with regard to 2012.)
Also, previously,  'Ac Tah 2012.com' , and youtube video, 'What the Mayan Elders say will happen in 2012.'
Along with 'Exopolitics.com' , Alfred Webre presenting his discernments around being on a 'positive timeline.'
So that, what i expect to be doing in the near future (and already am anyway), is, and despite The Ministry of Rumours, remain in a meditative mode and not be at all bothered by which 'end' they're talking about.  Ends are predicated on beginnings anyway, and who was there to say there was one? 
Surely, a world can't be 'half eternal'!  Especially if it came out of the infinite, i wouldn't expect it's in a hurry to go finite.
Some BIG intricately complex cosmic dance of the union of the mutually inseparable apparent polar opposites echoing through our soulful psyche.   No doubt being resolved as we speak, on a level of resolution way above and beyond our simplistic, dualistic notions of 'a last battle.'
Or any notions at all.  Since it sounds like, even our Elder Star Relatives are keeping an open mind on the  (sic.) 'matter'.  As, what's happening hasn't happened quite the same way before.What happens, has a lot more than a little to do with how we feel about it.  Whatever we believe is so, IS so.  At least, 'apparently.'
But, "heavens above and below", and 'apparently', perhaps three hours have passed in writing this ammendment to my dawdling on the path where we walk.  Watching the froth and the surf and so forth breaking just below the windblown tussocks and tufts of well weathered grass, where we gaze on distant blues and greys of mountainous western headlands and wonder about it all.
But hah!  You see some of the places i go, without getting out of my chair.
So for tonight, i bid you well as always, and say, good morning.
Have a lovely and inspiring day!
Sincerely, RBM, aka Martin.
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