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The Pollinators: Beauty And Seduction!

I’ve looked at different ways of organising ourselves as a community in quite a few posts over the last year and I am happy and inspired at all of the wonderful ideas that keep bubbling up. The vested interests can’t keep us down forever and the lid is getting looser and looser, will it just pop off one day? Then we can live in our tiny homes or yurts, off the grid, living a healthy and happy life in a gift economy. Or how about a city where the gardens grow up the buildings and it is designed with features such as pollinating corridors, no-one owns a drill you just borrow it when you actually need it, kind of the opposite to consumerism.

Vertical garden of the Musee du Quai Branly in Paris, France, created by Patrick Blanc

Vertical garden of the Musee du Quai Branly in Paris, France, created by Patrick Blanc

I’ve written on all of these subjects and more, and I’m quite sure it represents a mere smidgen of what is actually literally going on out in the world. So there is a positive story going on in a global context that doesn’t get much press, because if you look at what passes for news you might be tempted to think that we have finally arrived at Armageddon, the ends of days.

Butterfly in flight.

Butterfly in flight.

There is such beauty in the world that most people forget about as they grow older, the child whose eyes opened wide in wonder at the arrival of a butterfly on a leaf, is watching reality tv shows and completely missing the luminescent reality that abounds upon every side in the reality that is right here now! It’s films like “Wings Of Life: The Hidden Beauty of Pollination” that can help to remind people that life as we know it is quite magical and we have a responsibility to care for it.

Beauty and seduction is how Louie Schwartzberg describes the relationship of the pollinators to nature, the love story that feeds the earth. His slow motion photography takes us into a surreal world that is always there before us, unacknowledged and unseen for the most part. Perhaps if more of us fall in love with it we will manage to keep it, and ourselves, from the destruction that may still await us………..if we do not wake up SOON!

Enjoy, Ohm shanti……….


A New Age.

Pure joy rushes through my body as I move to the beat of the drum, all care lifted from my sight as the frequency of the sound clears away the illusion of separation. I dance and every part of me sings as the ocean of love swallows me whole, along with all the other dancers we are carried away from the world of the every day, to a place that is what we are becoming.


Humanity rises from the ashes of its own stupidity, the rape of earth and callous decimation of those deemed unfit to be a part of the so-called master race, the loss of soul that tears us all apart. The sleepers wake and the Earth smiles as her latest tenants manage to avoid the eviction notice she was ready to serve upon them, reluctantly but with no choice as we ignored and disrespected her wants and needs, indeed even our own as we marched on our path to destruction.

At last the pure potential of the shining light that lies within the core of every person upon the planet, may radiate out without fear or doubt, we are saved. Not by some caped crusader but by ourselves, the ordinary and the everyday are our heroes and heroines now, and everyone is on the A list as the Golden Age sweeps away bureaucracy and judgement. Lawyers and dentists relax into the gift economy along with the doctors and psychologists, politicians doing real work now from their recently discovered heart space, new territory for most.


The cosmos receives our radiance and all beings everywhere smile to see  such beauty and wonder as we have become, Gaia is in love with herself and so are we, falling into the ocean of love each and every one of us. Some may need swimming lessons, but the light workers are here to guide the path of the novice and soon we will all be masters of the craft of being ourselves in all our glory.

So be it, so be it, so be it……………….