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- Trance Evening
By: {Rob} Hi everyone, Just letting you good people know we are doing a trance evening this monday July 16th at Stourbridge Spiritualist Church, Union St, 7.30 start. Hope some of you can make it. I think it's £3 on the night. It would be nice to meet some of you. Love & light Robert Goodwin
Sat, 14 Jul 2007 09:23:31 - Freedom
By: {shrinath} The way to freedom is through service to others. The way to happiness is through meditation and being in tune with God…. Break the barriers of your ego; shed selfishness; free yourself from the consciousness of the body; forget yourself; do away with this prison house of incarnations; melt your heart in all, be one with all creation. --Paramahansa Yogananda, SRF Lessons
Sat, 14 Jul 2007 09:25:39 - Posessions and Memories
By: {Timmy} Dear Friends, As I mentioned in an earlier post, I grew up in Kuwait. Actually I was born there. I was born in Ahmadi, Kuwait, not long after Kuwait was a British Mandate. So it was almost a colonial town. I loved my childhood. We lived in a bungalow on a tree lined street (eucalyptus trees) as did everyone else, and we had such fun times. I would spend my time until the age of 9 'exploring', climbing trees, riding my bike and remember how fascinated I was whenever I saw some moss in winter (in the desert, that's rare). Other times I would go into the desert which was on the edge of our town, and experience the wonderment and beauty of the sandy, mysterious terrain. When it rained (once in a blue moon) us kids got so excited and would dance outside and jump in the puddles. It was magic. I loved my childhood. But when I got older, things changed. I became aware of the fact that I was living in a country as a 'foreigner'. Even though I was born there and my father worked for the National Oil Company all his adult life, we were considered foreigners. To me, it was just my home. I also became aware of ill-feeling towards me and my sisters - we were the product of an Arab father and a European mother - some people did not like that. Every day of my teens, I received abusive phone calls and was harassed on the streets in my neighborhood. It became normal. I would walk across the road to my friend's house and sure enough, a car full of arab youths would spot me and start shouting my name and horrible things about me. That kind of thing gets to you after a while. Then, when I was 18 and had just finished my A-Levels, Saddam decided to invade - and the world has never been the same again. I miss my toys, my books, my things. I miss it all. I am angry that I lost them. But at the same time, I know I can survive without them. A few months ago, I finally tracked down my favourite childhood book - through an 'out of print' web site. My God - when that book arrived in the post, the best thing about it was the smell - it smelled like an old library. I looked at it once and have not touched it since. That book represents my childhood and I am too afraid to touch it. Where is this leading? I want you to know about me. My parents and I lost everything overnight thanks to Saddam Hussein, BUT we are still here... The thing I really learnt from this was that I do not need material posessions. I lost all my posessions, yet I am still here!! Actually, it is liberating, not to be so connected to THINGS. I don't need things anymore. On the contrary - I try to avoid having things. Even photos mean little to me. My memories are in my mind's eye and deep in my heart and in my very cells. I don't need any object to remind me of that. So - I release myself from the need to HAVE things. Instead, I yearn for the memories, the feelings of my magical childhood in the desert. xx
Sat, 14 Jul 2007 09:32:38 - Inspiration
By: {Khalif} You’re Always There for Me When the world comes crashing in And chaos rules my mind, I turn my heart to you, Lord, And pure, sweet peace I find. You lift me out of trouble You comfort me in pain; You nourish, heal and cleanse me, Like cool, refreshing rain. In times of joy and bliss, When things are going right, You lift me even higher, And fill me with delight. You listen to my prayers; You hear my every plea; I’m safe because I know You’re always there for me.
Sat, 14 Jul 2007 23:29:46 - Absent Healing
We have renewed the pages for absent healing within the group. If you or a loved one requires absent healing please follow the link and leave the name of the person that needs healing and the condition they are suffering with.
Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:04:17 - Right Attitude
By: {shrinath} Don't concern yourself with the faults of others. Use the scouring powder of wisdom to keep the rooms of your own mind bright and spotless. By your example, other persons will be inspired to do their own house cleaning. --Paramahansa Yogananda, "Sayings of Paramahansa Yogananda"
Mon, 16 Jul 2007 06:37:48
