Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The Conflict Within
I am writing about our personal conflicts — when we are at war within ourselves, that is, our own inner feelings and desires
We may have conflicts ‘without’, that is, in the realm of relationships, the environment and society. It is not always easy to hold fast to ideals, or Christian values and principles, whether at work, within society, or the home. In this realm we may face a struggle for significance and to have control over our circumstances. This we can cope with if we are whole within. But how many people are that blessed, especially in today’s society which, to some extent, lacks family values and community adhesion?
We are all born with certain needs — food, love, self-esteem, security. Often greed takes over because we lack discipline or through failure to have our basic needs supplied. Self-indulgence — the result of the environment in which we are nurtured? And blessed indeed are those who do not have the need to be forever seeking sexual-fulfilment but rather find contentment with a lifetime partner. Especially in a society of ‘must have’ ‘will have’ never mind the consequences.
Many people are ready to blame the Devil, whatever that means to each of us.
A dimension in life that appears hidden of which we seem to have little or no control? A power that is anti-love, anti-life, anti-Christ. — EVIL?
I would suggest that the devil has become a scapegoat for much of the evil that originates in man — an entail of evil — that which Jesus said came out of the heart of man and which defile him — wicked thoughts, murder, adultery, fornication, theft, perjury, slander. It is easier to deny that which is within ourselves and project it on to others, or on to a devil. It is not easy to confront and deal with our own failings. What we really speak of is that which struggles against what we know to be good, true and holy. This is the darker part of the shadow side of our personality, and of the human race. A side which shows itself repeatedly in history, dark deeds often done in the name of God or for the ‘better good’ of mankind.
How easy it is to refuse to face our shadow and to point a finger at others or blame a devil for man’s failings.
Christians believe that their Lord came to earth as an ordinary man. He had the same temptations as all men. He was born as a child with the same desires, feelings, conflicts common to humanity. And this surely was his purpose — to redeem the shadow within man and to let in God’s light. To set free inspiration and creativity and the love, peace and joy of a life lived in relationship with God and his fellow man. Whatever faith we live by (or none at all), there is value in examining ourselves — our motives — and determine to live for others as well as ourselves. As many people have found — it is in giving that we receive.
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Monday, February 22, 2010
We had another fall of snow at the weekend. Quite pretty and did not last long enough to cause problems. But, as usual, the patch of road and pavement in front of the house, which does not catch the lovely sunshine we are now experiencing, remains covered in snow. In all the time we have lived here I have only known our road to be gritted once. But not to worry, the roads going into town and the town itself are clear.
This time, we managed to get photos of the snow coming down. It was quite fluffy stuff. The snowdrops are out, mostly in the shelter of shrubs, but we caught snow drops falling on snowdrops! A squirrel got into the act. We snapped it feeding on the peanuts put out for the birds. They have a hard time getting the nuts though because my husband has strengthened the wire of the nut feeder. This is a bit of a competition my hubby seems to enjoy — man V a squirrel’s ingenuity.
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Cark and Cartmel — A short trip with a view and lunch thrown in! With February sunshine — what a treat!
One of the pleasures of living in South Lakeland is the possibility of taking advantage of a sudden spell of sunshine in the middle of winter.
Yesterday we had a trip to Cark in Cartmel. Not far but fantastic scenery.
We drove to Cark for a light lunch at a very inexpensive café at the rear end of the Lakeland Nurseries. There is also a coffee shop at the front end. Both serve delicious homemade cakes but only the rear café serves hot food. Nothing expensive but excellent fare.
This café is a writer’s dream! Sights, sounds and smells are richly in evidence. I look around and observe the people who gather there and those delightful ladies who serve. Hear the chatter — no restrained whispers — of the patrons as they greet friends and neighbours, or chat amongst themselves. Smell the aromas emanating from the kitchen: mouth-watering hot dishes being prepared, or scones and cakes cooking in the oven. Yes, indeed, dare to linger the eye on the confessionary hygienically kept under glass, and feel your resolution to lose weight gradually wane — well, you can start again tomorrow.
Most of the customers are elderly men and women, indeed, a child present gets a lot of fuss — like babies at baptisms hovered over by jolly grans and tweeting aunts. Seats are saved at tables, reserved with walking sticks maybe. If we’re lucky a cycling club will be meeting for lunch, each muscled athlete dressed in colourful top and clinging black Licra tights, and, before removing helmets, looking like exotic flying insects with their wings removed. They may be on the older side but youth oozes out of them. (Watch it, girl!)
The cafe sells cards, craft items, jig saws and a few books too — my Still Waters Run Deep and Blazing Embers can be seen on the shelves. (Hopefully not for long!)
Having satiated one’s hunger, there is the delightful walk out among the rows of potted plants — nature’s jewels for house and garden. Tools and garden needs, trees and shrubs too — so much to see.
Why not stand at the door and feast the eye on the lovely countryside, before getting in the car and driving to Cartmel with its wonderful ancient Priory. On towards the fell road home, we usually stop to observe the mountain views and take photos. Then home to relax with hubby reading a story.
Such simple things to gladden the heart.
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Thursday, February 4, 2010
Date, January 31st 2010. Cold but not too bad for January. We walked up Chittery Lane (at the top end of Soutergate) and took the bridle path (where we took the first photo overlooking the Flan).
At the top end of the lane is a view of distant bay and the Hoad monument (presently shrouded in plastic while renovation work id being done.)
Walking on towards the monument you get lovely views of town and bay. On reaching higher ground the mountains of Cumbria come into view. Over the other side, views of woods, the canal, industry, and South Ulverston. We poised by a seat dedicated to a much-loved lady, evidenced by fresh flowers. A wonderful thing to commemorate someone's life this way. There are a number of seats along the footpaths and truly appreciated by those in need of a rest.
It is possible to follow a path down to the main road where you can get refreshment at Booths before choosing your way home (or back to the car park?).
Uphill but an easy walk.
Leaflets of walks and the town's attractions can be found at the Tourist Information Office. Don't forget to visit one of the jewels of Ulvetston — the Tinners Rabbit Bookshop on Market Street, housed in a rambling old building with beams and, in winter, an open fire with armchair plus a sofa upstairs. Oh yes, and you'll find some of my books there! (Signed and dedicated if asked for.)
The photos have come out of order - one day I'll get it right!