“Life can be a labour of greed or a labour of love. Nature shows us that if we compete with others our gain is at their expense, but that if we co-operate, we can benefit each other. This is the Law of Help. We all need to help each other, because sometimes we are weak, and sometimes we are strong, sometimes our efforts are rewarded by success, sometimes by failure. This variegation in each of us reflects our personality and is the most precious form of beauty revealed in the daily work of our hands and minds.”
“Nothing that happened ever passed out of reality: all was still in existence, every image, every voice, all occurrences, filed away as it were on cosmic film if you like to call it that, so long as you understood that it was in no way a representation, but rather actual and eternal, its temporal divisions being merely a human argument. That was to say, Time though often seemingly important, inconvenient, even dangerous, was not ultimately serious. Realization could only be approximated in language, talked about but not experienced […]
[She] had understood this from the first. Though normally loquacious enough – [he] loved to hear her bright chatter – when they were Realizing together she silently took her cue from him. This sympathy had been essential to his efforts. Never before and not since had [he] approached so closely to an Absolute Realization: the first AR, which would be known in the records as AR1, for this was a science and [he] knew he was forever the forerunner, a kind of Archimedes of the great Realizers to come.”
Killing Time, Thomas Berger, 1976:pp65
“The important thing is never to let oneself be guided by the opinion of one’s contemporaries; to continue steadfastly on one’s way without letting oneself be either defeated by failure or diverted by applause.” Gustav Mahler
Dear Readers, I hope you are well.
Apologies for the lack of manual dexterity on my blog of late I have been extremely unwell, so unwell in fact I couldn’t type or at least I was trying but inventing a completely new and unintelligible language. For some self encouragement this blog is about what I will be blogging about. Things have occurred that can be written about, in spite of some of these things happening many months ago, so I decided I will write about them anyway if memory provides the ability to do so. These include a ‘medieval propaganda’ day relating to St.George at St. John the Baptist Church, Fleet Street, Coventry, a Hidden Heritage Conference in Dorset (an oxymoron I know), a visit to Burton Dassett Hills, Warwickshire, an outstanding Arts & Crafts House, Blackwell, south of Bowness, Windermere and Brantwood, Coniston Water, home of John Ruskin in the latter years of his life.