Trinity Health

21/03/2025

What lies ahead is for the brave and the strong. The fight for all man good over wrong. All must now stand in a warriors song. To defeat the deceivers and foes. Let them disappear and harm us no more.

Sounds like a prayer for all of us at the moment. The trouble has been brewing for many many years. Slowly allowing the continue benefit of doubt, forgiveness is great but when it is continual it allows for the normal to become corrupt.

The world has now arrived at a time in which we must reset and stand up. Just because the world seems to be driven by the populous vote it doesn’t mean the outcome is always just.

The soul is now feeling drained holding up the universal truth of life. It is times like this when the creator steps in and interrupts the continuance and adjust. The maker, our creator preserves the soul afterall it is what comes from spirit. It is eternal. The rest is the experience but it was never meant to harm.

The time is now to reflect on the path you are on and to realise and if you know you’ve caused harm make good, where you have made wrong, make right, where you have caused pain, soothe the infliction. It is time to amend or surrender to your fate. Forgiveness only comes in taking account of your actions and be prepared to surrender.

18/03/2025

What am I?
Well a handful of chemicals and a few buckets of salt water, not much really

18/03/2025

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Julian Lennon - SaltwaterWe are a rock revolvingAround a golden sunWe are a billion children rolled into oneSo when I hear about the hole in the skySaltwater...

18/03/2025

John Lennon had a son. I only remember one of his songs and in my travels I got to hear and sing to the words. It brought saltwater to my eyes.

Saltwater

We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children
Rolled into one
So when I hear about
The hole in the sky
Saltwater wells in my eyes

We climb the highest mountain
We'll make the desert bloom
We're so ingenious
We can walk on the moon
But when I hear of how
The forests have died
Saltwater wells in my eyes

I have lived for love
But now that's not enough
For the world I love is dying
(And now I'm crying)
And time is not a friend
(No friend of mine)
As friends we're out of time
And it's slowly passing by
Right before our eyes

We light the deepest ocean
Send photographs of Mars
We're so enchanted by
How clever we are
Why should one baby
Feel so hungry she cries
Saltwater wells in my eyes

I have lived for love
But now that's not enough
For the world I love is dying
(And now I'm crying)
And time is not a friend
(No friend of mine)
As friends we're out of time
And it's slowly passing by
Right before our eyes

We are a rock revolving
Around a golden sun
We are a billion children
Rolled into one
What will I think of me
The day that I die
Saltwater wells in my eyes
Saltwater wells in my eyes

Julian Lennon

18/03/2025

Beth’s Soapbox
Woe and Worry Wednesday

it’s a world in which it seems the woe and worry is headlines, in day to day conversation. I remember the news use to try and end on a happy note, with a woman in her nineties celebrating her Birthday, or a loving couple getting married, or something that makes you smile. They may still do, Ibtarely watch the news at all, or get to the end. It’s more of the same war, pain, suffering, lies and misery.

I watch YouTube with the animal compilations or the stories of break throughs in someone’s life, not breakdowns caused by strife. I am lucky to have lived to enjoy the company of my grand mothers and great grand mothers and to talk to them and enjoy their company, at least there always seem to be a joy about them. My mums mum was Maltese and a gentle woman, she didn’t wear her woes and worries, but even in the stories told by her own children shed weather her share.

I’d realised she and my other grand mothers had survived worries and woes, my great grandmother was old enough to have known both the first and the second. It might just be me, but it was an inspiration to see that even with all that happiness was there in their eyes, love in the heart. They celebrated the future in all the grand children and great grand children.

I thought on this, they had travelled so many disappointments and heartaches and still managed through all that to see the beauty of their legacy in the generations to come, clearly that have them joy, possibly in the accomplishment and contribution to the hope of a future to come. It might seem unfathomable, incomprehensible to rationalise the true essence of love, but that’s what they did in the passage of their lives. They choose to find true joy in the positive outcome, and like a flower watch it unfold in the passage of life. Hope!

The point to all this, there are always going to be worries and woes, and while your in a place that has you look for that there is always bucket loads to go around. Regardless of the mayhem, regardless of the challenges, there is always the joy in perservance to endure, to deal with it through the spirit of a future no matter what, if you celebrate and trust that regardless of the outcome love always overcomes.

The last few weeks have been some tough topics to write on. Choosing to try and look at life from all angles is difficult for me, not to write about but to rationalise in my own heart. The dark subjects I know you read and reflect on without comment and I understand I sometimes would have nothing to say either. I love the spirit of people, the essence of greatness that is in all of us. I think it’s the meaning of turning the other cheek, getting slapped and standing strong, continuing knowing that you’ll still be standing even when the trouble is gone,

I come to realise if you love when others can’t, laugh for those who cry, live for those who die,understand the love is a bounty given to us from our grand parents, it’s the gift that allows us to see the joy and build the future we want.

It’s time to live life no matter what, to love with all our heart, to shine the brightest we can in memory of those who have given that gift. Have a good day and see you on the other side.

09/01/2025

Beth’s Soapbox

The great schism Friday

Today is a subject of great contention. It has divided nations, caused arguments to erupt at dinner parties, fights in pubs and may just drive the world to third world war.

Our beliefs, religion in general. The great divide purely driven by dogma, ritual and belief. Everything has a Schism, Catholicism, Hinduism, Muslim, Buddhism, Shintoism, jedahism, protanism, occultism, Rastaism, spiritualism, Orthadoxism. In the pursuit of finding Nemo, or God, or some other deity to bow to and pay worship to.

I wonder if other things have spawned from this in recent times maybe Wokeism, needs to be added to the list, although I think this is more a fad than a religion, but for now we will call it LGTBQism, just so we don’t exclude anyone. Once upon a time in this country it was a bit like beer it came in two brands tooheys or KB, we have Fosters to the tourist. We had multi denominations to suit but fundamentally it Christian or Protestant or no religion at all.

I remember a world in which Sunday was the day the shops would close so the good folk to go to worship, don their best clobber and toddle off to church, the vicar, minister or priest a respected member of the community to provide support and solace for the soul. I remember dressing up as a kid to go see God, he never turned up, but rest assured the priest would tell us ever week he would.

I’m 60 now and how the world has change, the shops never close, you can pop down to your crystal shop buy a deck of cards, practice and connect with spirit, disagree with any denomination and it’s a hate crime, not allowed to call it Christmas holidays in case you insult someone! If you a Jew your judged, if your a Catholic people quick to tell you the Bishops and pope are pedophiles and don’t let you children near a priest! The Anglicans just as bad!

It seems your belief are now kept to discussions quietly among a few like minded folk in fear of offending if you have a public voice. Once upon a time we were God fearing folk, not that I thought that made sense, but it seemed to keep us in step at least, now we are fearing to talk about God in case we are persecuted, or worse dragged out of houses and executed.

It would seem the world has reach the point that no schism is a good schism and god is not welcomed in any form. That is where we are at, we still have the godless schisms capitalism, socialism, communism and dictatorships, the last one you don’t have to believe just follow or disappear. So it would seem the time is unpon us in which man has managed to continue to fight over god and to believe in nothing other than themselves.

I can’t even hold my own beliefs at home without being cussed by my housemate so there would seem to be little hope. Maybe we are on the edge of something. I often think to myself, would we even notice if God turned up and said “hey guys, sorry I’m late, but I’m here now” I think we look up briefly say “that’s nice” and go back to our phones looking at Facebook.

It saddens me because we have spent so much time seemingly, going full circle not evolving and learning from each other, but bickering over nothing, what if we believed in each other enough to discover God within, what a concept.

Have a great day, I hope to see you on the other side other wise it’s going to get lonely.

18/10/2023

Beths Soapbox

Turmoil Wednesday

It seems thee is always turmoil In the world. Should we be concerned yes, worried no. I’ve come to the conclusion that man as capable as a species as it is, it doesn’t seem to be able to get over its desire to dominate and conquer.

I often wonder why after 100,000 years of existence and more, we have failed to get over ourselves, our beliefs, our opinions and our ability to hate. Maybe this is part of the journey of life. Pity a waste of so much for so very little. There will always be someon to incite pain and suffering, hurt and scorn. It is saddening and there is no logical reason.

I’ve heard war is good in controlling population, stimulating the economy and making gains In science. What a joke, we shouldn’t have come down out of the trees, although it is argued we probably wouldn’t have done any better as primates. I think the machinations that create religion is the absolute most devisive of all man’s creation.

Someone sat down and created a theory for god, and throughout history many gods were warring righteous gods. What’s that all about, not really sure, but if it was to invoke fear in man, it works. Religion and the belief therein is problematic. It would seem everyone has the right god and therefore any other must be the wrong god. Is it worth dying for a theory, apparently so.

I believe in a creator, but like most creators, he has moved on a long time ago to his next piece of work. The creator is Benevolent and isn’t attached to the progress of the creation. Afterall, like clay when it’s done, it can be racked up and remoulded. What if it is that simple. What if the conversation is pointless? I don’t know if there is time to try and see beyond that. if god is real and a singular being he has yet to reveal himself or herself or itself. So why don’t we just believe in man and work as a unit to bring about Harmonious outcomes?

It really doesn’t make much sense, love hate, death, fear all seem to be fraught with significant costs for not a whole lot to show at the end. I am sure all that energy could be focussed into something more to celebrate life not to destroy it.

Have a great day and see you on the other side

13/04/2023

Beth’s Soapbox

Freedom Friday

Yesterday was an interesting day. I attended a funeral of a good friend husband. I guess I’m at an age now in which this might be a more frequent event.

The service was so well delivered, thoughtful and probably the best I’ve attended on my life. It reflected the life of a man, a loving father, a respected member of the community, a man who cared for others. A tribute to a good soul, not perfect but a man that made his way through life doing his best to give to others.

The service had him remembered by customs where’d he’d worked for 38 years before retiring, with a guarded of honour, his son who lives in England, was in attendance and sung a song at the end of the service that was amaxing and uplifting.

Greg’s wife an amazing woman resilient and gentle was really composed and welcomed everyone. My own observations of many funerals leaves me felling sad, but this one left me feeling upbeat, it left me feeling like I had an insight into a person I didn’t know direct, a man you had lived his life and made a difference in others.

Reflecting on a funeral, it should be a celebration of life, and in understanding that, to honour the memory of the person. Some of us in knowing, that the sum of his experiences in life would carry on in spirit.

I sometimes think funerals are depressing and in some ways morbid, as many miss the mark in celebrating the persons life.

Have a great day and see you on the other side

Vale Greg Leonard Willis