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take let be give share receive pull push take my bass to church take my heart to heaven take my pens to concerts take bag for life to shop take a drink of water take care when crossing roads take my bike to gym take a walk around the lake take a good long breath take soon a gentle swim let your eyes rest upon the trees and hills let other people love you let others have their space let a cup of tea reward you let your body hear as Evelyn Glennie's does let your ears start seeing like the blind boy who has taught himself to ride and balance upon walls be gentle with your friends and family still more with strangers knowing any may be angels or themselves the lord beattitudes beautiful benecolence be 'me' give way give hope but don't give up and don't give in give time a chance to heal give time to broken pieces give the magic you contain to give shelter to the fragive as you put good things back together all the things your mind and fingers gathered jim ha ve a happy time again share words upon the net share eye contact with that girl share hope share seeds share drawings instruments share insights share both learning and the constant give to give others space time respect and care to breathe in and out and oneselfishness unlearn receive word of all that's holy from good sources and strange places

share the homes of everyone own nothing let go to understand and to discern share time a cuppa with another passing strangers do befriend receive their lives their stories gifts their present moment unwrap the receiving both look outwards receive others to the open fold don't wrap or close or cul de sac not the end f the receiving life divine pull oneself together pull apart the lids of jars pull flowers from your sleeves pull up a chair pull faces pull up cars pull up the sap pull up the strength pull cords pull up your pants pull up the weights pull the oars of memories pullovers pull push the supermarket trolley pull blaackberries along old Beeching's sissassembled railway walk pull flowers known as weeds pull up bible quotes 'consider flowers of the fields' twixt cobbles tarmac modern concrete streets thistle daisies seed heads push away all folly push away all greed push away all thoughts of getting even and push the soil the stones the earth unbury tenderly the buried misused donkey self who stubbornly gave in to being buried push such thoughts and enslavery away push no litter in the letterbox of ocean tide r sea deliver snail mail by hand push the keys before you be they mobile phone keyboard or c.d push away all judgements push give birth you have a new life now push the foul stuff into compost heaps and potters fields waste not the talent start reshioning the clay push the lead and plugs of heartbeat melody lines go noodle bass guitar music's birth from Mary's womb i ask you you ask you ha Sunday's weekly oar to pull and push off the boat that bowman helps the souls agathered feel the current flowing free mother God gives current hope present faith dip my fingers just like baby steps baptised sacrimental every minim crotchet quaver semibreve and humble hemi semi demi reminder that the measure slips and slides to heartbeating not by effort nor indeed by human mind yet constantly take let be give share receive pull push intuition internet cold feet are rug neath dsk back here again just a rhyme a moment chilly 66 year old fab knees

HAMSTER WHEEL

'we will' is a team expression as i think this morning of the 'wheels'that we all share i started with a little some might call decluttering yet on must realise ones clutter is either an idea a building block a weed that that if recontextualised become a flowering once more stranger on he shore such a lovely piece of misic and an image makes me think of Jesus there he is forgiving Peter and cooking him some fish and Judas in a potter's field no clay is wasted tender remodelling begins just as seeming betrayal with a very necessary kiss as i 'declutter' mutter chunner thinking every girls a stunner God doesn't make no one who isn't worth their salt inside each beating heart both a sinner and a winner yet the important truth is when people see the earth as dirt not life giving soil they are bound like Alfie to ask themselves 'whats it all about?' 'everything happens for a reason the 'hamster wheel' we're on is meant to be if a caterpillar doesn't struggle push n pull it never gets to fly so as i make my morning micromovement i gather bags of life 'for life' just needs the pieces placed where they function best and that's not as 'waste' dumped out at sea and so it comes to pass to some new useage i turn gloves into Christmas decorations to inspire gloves are also needed by the homeless warm wraps delivered to their 'spots' in town gloves not all we need need must believe in something greater than ourselves want to be a superstar well there you are you are a precious soul in need of food encouraement and sometimes shelter i will be off to the gymn as others too i am told at half past seven someone told me it gets very very busy executives pre hamster wheel of business climb first upon the hamster wheel of their own wellbeing the real wealth so wish me well but pray that i too shall serve others as i still trust hope believe at Goulds at Bluemoon and therefor Heswall on the Hill that lady wisdom part of God's decision proverbially wants us to enjoy the team word encouragement not of i'll but we'll never ever ever give up on all the bits n pieces keep on 'getting there' even when it feels you are stagnant past your sell by date for here's the thing truth is you are God's clay wisdoms baby a tree well rooted in the UpWords of love's will there is no 'higher self' thats jus 'self worship' 'because you're worth it yes we are as contributors individual pieces part of a most beautiful vision namely 'LIFE' herself for a while yes the floor and surfaces around me as i look may momentarily confuse me but its all life giving stuff and i must get it flowing for the talents can't be buried even Judas Iscariot clay reformed is significant and precious we are liken unto him resurrection comes when seed are planted for in the garden there's a harvest but you might need to lose your life as what you once were for an author sees and thinks mmm i feel they can play a fresh part recontextualised not as judge n jury but a nannie mcphee a mary pankhurst whose statue ought to stay where she stand and made on stone still stands but doesn't stand so still no listen in as Robin Williams once invited in the Dead Poets Society 'carpe deum' so off i go to the concourse shall i swim or gymn perhaps both shall i be fish or rodent wheel of fortune? no there is no 'Secret' if one has 'enough' there really is no greater 'wealth' people change the world it changes quickly also pray for the 'me' 'i like who i am learning to be' and from an old alpha course 'God loves me just the way i am but(she-perhaps)won't leave me this way as the Welsh say 'there's tidy!'

goals Goulds and gold

Julia Cameron wrote a book called the Artists way Dr frederick Franck wrote the Zen of Seeing one the life coach recommended morning pages one hold a pencil lightly take a little piece of nature meditate by gently allowing eye n heart n hand and eye to really see and feel the mutual being i subsequent to reading these many years ago and many years apart became a life coach on a course ran by john haynes the grow model blends well with both of the books above goals to see life pour out what in ones own G reality i draw and i write R options O way the when where n who to learn W from and share with has some anchors when one has gone around the clock of grow 12 3 6 9 g r o w one then does so again my goals are manifold and all i feel serve other(0ne of my core values is to be part of life) 1.Heswall on the hill Goulds and Bluemoon to be beacons as they both serve to offer employ to others and provide encouraging locations where creative playful images and object d'art may be shown or where the materials for making seeing writing cooking playing music living in full colour so my goal on the hill to be a spark that lights the bulb of joy on Heswall on the hill 2.to be well and fit to make a body that can move think and play in an inspiring way that delights God the child self of my mothers child 3 to live an abundant life As a Christian i feel that Jesus wants for both myself and everyone a varied unlimited faith fuelled life ( i give you a life of 'a bun dance') a lifelike a bird flower or child he prefaced the beatitude ( be attitude) with 'i tell you the truth' 'unless you become liken unto this child' 'consider the birds of the air' 'see the lillies of the filed....how they are arrayed' so just staying with these three goals Reality 1.Heswall on the hill a.I have successfully ran a few short course at Goulds i have commenced window changes and placed lots of materials and reciprocally enjoyed the kindness of Ann and Mike Sue Erin and jenny in helping me to market course and provide tea coffee smiles ans wows as other partook of seeing in six primary colours with watercolour oil paint and needle felt salt dough and collage b i ave encouraged the son of a friend to pass me his fathers poems)DEREK JONES and i have been seeing sharing with PHILIP BROWN with a mind to publish through Goulds poetry books and books of creative joy i.e toi create for Ann and Mike their own publishing company also at Bluemoon Sue and I have provided a course focusing on flowers and mindful camaraderie 2.to be well and fit initially early summer my physical work out was to paint redecorate and address the showcasings of Goulds and Bluemoon's with a sort of Matisse flavoured graffiti to get a little attention flag up Heswall on the Hill as a happening i added to this the courses and then a little bicycle riding when i went to see my grandchildren and my son and his wife they inspired me further whilst i have been a i feel attempting to create a virtual garden in paint they have creted a growing joyful edible one that is really incredibele i took sam the dog for daily walks and enjoyed watching ben and isobel( about to be seven) both swimming like fish''' 'well my body said i used to do that so listening to its request and being a man i#of faith i and seeking to get fit enough to become a fish again so i have over the last few days been cycling to Thurstaton going ot the gymn and walking fro Bluemoon to St Peters church oh an diet I am monitoring my weight and choosing foods that are are more likely to see well being and weight loss fruit veg and meat and limiting dairy grain and sugar though as thius is the reality section i confess to a party and a very full tummy at friends last night 3 to live an abundant life i have being a person of attempted Chrisitan values removed myself from groups duos and situtaions where i felt the company was limiting either too focused on Britishness masculinity machismo or genre thus having liberated them from a potential critic and me of the danger of poison in the perfume of ones hope left me to focus more on various techniques of making a greater range of materials to play with a happier a bun dance so I am painting and celebrating women in a series of 100 paintings i am making and teaching salt dough and needle felt and collage my reality includes the joy in later life of finding that the rainbow for painting is twice as primary coloured so my new work is informed by syneasthesia and chromaesthesia flavour as colour and music colour coded on my musical instrments i get to play bass in church allowing me to root about rather than learn cliches that ears are expecting as i enjoy finding both melody harmony and scribble sort of marks and textures through the tactile time based hand in duo movements- the left and right duet my home is filling up with colour joys and my eyes are loving the pigeons and regular seagull visitor i love film and go out with two girl friends friends of angel kindness i love chatting and being with Derek and kara in staacks where i meditate of magazines and books to tea it was coffee and cake but i must address being 1 stone heavier than i want to be there is lot more reality than this but i want to get on Options Heswall on the hill to continue to relaod the window market the courses seek development into mindfuelled crafted personal projects for the friend i have a s staff and students and seek ways to bridge with other providers say eventaully on behalf of poets and creatives e.g linghams not corporates like smiths as i do want to feed foot fall of local growth whilst remaining world relevent'for if i am anti brexit then i should anti all 'closed systems' so to publish distribute take part and offer space for sharing 2.to be well and fit sustain and create some kind of weekly timetable without rutting myelsf into monotony and routine maintain gymn dietcycle walk spontaneously et all 3 to live an abundant life in some ways the options here are to remain unpredictably spontaneous to the gap between my thought(Deepak Chopra) and so to the WAY forward 1.Heswall on the hill i have established courses that start with specific times and content this week at Gould and Bluemoon so TICK i have received the poems of DEREK and my fiend ian has provided me with publisher and have commenced making and also have drawn and created a nice time of sharing and nurturing with Philip to encourage our progress as creatives with Gould as a publisher in mind in response to requests for a calligraphy and creative writing element i have designed an idea for october 1st a monday 12-2 course and i would like to create a general art course for Blue on Fridays so will ruminate and chat to Sue perhaps i might make it a four saturdays midOCT to mid NOV I will redress the window at Goulds 2.to be well and fit i will get down to 13.3 and rejoin weightywatchers i will as i have found the book create a food diary very soon i will go to the gymn monday morning at nine and twice more this week 3 to live an abundant life just watch me! CHRISTMAS christmas toys decoarations guitar playing open mikes songs working with others JAMuary triptychsof artists and musiciand at Tony's invite JOY IN ART AND MUSIC off to play bass now this has been my morning pages thanks be to life coach julia cameron one of my 100 portaits of wonderfuelled women

Life itself is meditation.

Life itself is meditation. should we ever feel confused. When we wake up to simplicity. there is a joyfulness. We need never again refuse. The light comes in again this morning to blush the tiny cherry toms. Kindness reddens cheeks and puts a tingle down inside my beating gentle resting heart Yet sends a tender tingle to my toes bits and pieces may seem a rough and tumble and a jumble jungle to confuse yet my own sweet tender God made fingers can unthread and sew and recompose Nothing is ever ever EVER wasted for this is a potter's field I once played the part of Judas since then much has been revealed. he tossed away the gold and talents that he got paid for kissing his GOoD friend and even he was as such forgiven by the ONE who still trasscends Mmmmm I have less to do today freed as I am by Jesus Christ to simply Jimmy be I have a gull and sunshine for a speech therapist and a mural forest for the children who will see kind tender playful characters from books new and old from the forest library I am so in love with a girl who has a lovely smile who seeks love and harmony may she step into the forest of the paper trees and flowing rivers of the RIVERMAN with me yes there is a place for US and I really do hope GOD will be with us and someday when the time is right Lord I pray my girl will marry me. Seems a fantasy and a distant dream like Lear's Piggy wig with the ring at the end of his nose But we know about the Emperor how he got conned into being naked in a brand new set of clothes Whilst Adam and Eve wore fig leafs when neither of them prior to their fall were bare No like blushing cherry red tomatoes The author saw them and they were perfect and in the brand new renewed life they were forgiven unjudged and had they not a care. To realize that life itself is meditation will put all back in touch with life once more 'the love of money' is the 'root of all evil' dig it up and burn it place the tree of life again back there.

oh to

Oh to walk bare foot through a beachside forest feel the warmth of the fine sand oh to swim in warm and friendly currents lay back read and understand that the world is vast and rounded and has no squares corners to be in and that the breath inside my body is shared with each and everything.How to remove all self focused notions as the salty ocean kisses my two lips and the fresh melted mountain water run so freely i shall sip.As I feel a better notion pouring freely through my brain and the zen of simply being tiny makes me home everywhere again.Oh to be a freer person than the thought s would sometimes have me be.Then I could lend a hand or simply rest here with my soul quite happily.Unencumbered by my folly of always working hard in heart and mind and somehow find an understanding 'he's got the whole world in his hands'.may today be just paper folding a little glue and a nice cup of tea.I'm not meant to wake and worry.I am only simply supposed to gently 'be'.All I love will be fine without me .All I care for tenderly embraced.Oh I love someone so fully and always long to see her face.Yet I must of course find oceans peaceful minded and set free.Provide pace joy and understanding and try to dissolve like salt into the flowing streams a running to the open sea.

Life

You are life to me each morning as i compose a poem from a tear. Life is a teardrop on a young girl's face Sometimes wellies plashing in puddle. So a teardrop and a puddle what then as each passing year? A leaf a stick a blossom floating in a stream Life becomes a nice warm reverie a bathtub or a shower and wondrous stream In the steamed up window I would draw you as you lay down in your tub of course writing there 'I love you' a trickling drop slide downward from above You are every wetness that I have ever known my own self swimming in St Ives sweet sunny sea Every dewdrop on each bud or flowers You are very life to me I got you pumping through my own blood The realer currency the currency of hearts beating air fuelled lungs extracting goodness from the morning or the evening air our hearts beating constantly you are moistening your bed sheets from the pores of all you are Life is the vast ocean we're both star fish and we're stars Snow is melting on the mountains to bring reservoirs of purity to you and I Even purer than the drizzle mist a spilling tenderly from yon sky I long to lay with you in heather though we both wake up all wet I want to feel warm rain rush over both of us God will shelter us from all repression and regret There's a lake where all is mirrored but all I want to view is you as you bathe yourself upon the shore I hold a sunny towel ready there for you Then we head off to our shelter there is washing on the line let it get rinsed with mountain shower as we step in and with stick n logs we make a lovely fire we smell the wood smoke sap a blazing like the joy it is to be alive. Everybody sleeping safe n warm inside the stories written by the lovely countryside And no need for any hidden just the clarity of us we love life and all its season we're at one with all the buzz. The wood the clay the earth n seeds we're 'makers of good grace' we see god surrounding everything and we feel Love's features in our won sweet mirrored face Good morning my sweet lover good morning my good friend there is a love that lasts for ever as we begin for each other again to sow the seeds of hopefulness and kindness to all around and water the sweet patch of strawberries and Victorian sink of seedlings Your very self my hallowed ground may innocence be ours and may we keep sweet company I love to see you fly about and sometimes land upon my knee Thankyou darling hold me till the very end of time and back again as we continue life of images and rhyme just like HOLY bread and wine Amen