Illusion Confusion



Wow, the news is getting to be an open-mouthed shocker day after day.  I know there are rumblings while dross is brought to the surface, a known sign of imminent healing.  The pictures we are presented with are outrageous. OUTRAGEOUS.   Wrong committals, robbers running free, miscreants laughing at judges, murderers running amok.  People accepting wrong as right.  And subtle stuff, too, that makes you even wonder if you have it wrong. But what is all this really saying?

It is bringing to our attention that we need to double our efforts to know that none of this is true to God, good, the only one cause and creator, the only effect, the one Mind.   And if it doesn’t have Her stamp of approval, it doesn’t have life.  It has nothing, is nothing. We can join together to only accept what God would.   We all have a right to justice, harmony, and peace.  Let our feathers not become ruffled by the illusion.  Let our mind be His Mind, our life, His Life.  Let us watch and pray for the truth to be brought to the surface, to the acknowledgement of the nothingness of evil and the reinstatement in our thought, of God’s  creation ‘… And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. (Gen. 1:31)’.  Not just good, but very good.  We must make it our duty to hold to that firm commitment that God already made.  It is done.  Nothing undid it. Ever.  Illusion? Big deal.

It’s only Love



                  God created us and

                         from Divine Love we come.

                            There’s never any chance of

                                  another creation in an already

                                        Wonderful one.


Fresh Laundry


There’s nothing like fresh laundry once it is back from a wash, turning from an unkempt pile into a sweet smelling, newly cleaned, neatly folded,  slightly warm softness.  Don’t you just love the feeling of something that was very rumpled, unkempt and unclean returning to you folded neatly, ordered and ready for use again?

Sometimes  we run to God in thought and prayer, crying with frustration at something we cannot grasp, or something that we need to adjust in our own thinking, but are resistant to because it involves giving up our own self-righteous indignation.  We bundle up our woes, a whole tangle that we cannot fathom and certainly cannot begin to see our way through.  We lay it at His feet and then in the peace of our prayerful time, comes the realisation we always were what He made us – that one cause from the one creation, that joy of His being, that flowering of His word, that settling peace that only Divine Love can bring.

Recently I was overwhelmed with a heap of ‘stuff’ and couldn’t see my way through it all, couldn’t work out which bit needed dealing with.  Was it the past accumulation of a sense of unfairness, or the recent developments in a personal relationship, or was it my mood that was overshadowing truth?  There seemed to be a great pile of things and then I realised it was all just ‘nothing’ anyway.  I didn’t have to deal with it all, I just had to take it to God for sorting.  Then I had to look to God, know God, and be with God.

The sharp experiences of belief in the supposititious life of matter, as well as our disappointments and ceaseless woes, turn us like tired children to the arms of divine Love. (SH 322:26-29)

I spent a few days really getting back to basics and letting God in, instead of all other interruptions, interpretations and distractions.  Life around me settled again, circumstances and meetings showed harmony was in control, and I was glad to see it.  Surprising delights unveiled themselves, I had missed God’s way marks,  and let myself get side-tracked and I was pleased to get back to my original state.  Fresh, clean and tidy once again.

Thank you, God for fresh laundry!


It’s all about the thanks, ’bout the thanks.


During my prayers I am aware of the overflow of gratitude I feel, and it doesn’t even seem to come from me, but flow and flow, unbidden.  Jesus thanked God prior to the abundant expression of food for the masses, the loaves and the fishes. He also did it at the last supper.  His trust was so complete that he was able to thank God in advance of good.

Somehow just being aware of the magnitude of God can make one feel awed and then drawn to glorify Him by expressing good even more.  ‘Thank you’ feels so inadequate for what we ‘are about to receive’ yet it is utterly sufficient in its simplicity.

I had a mousemat made with those very words on it.  I look at it many times during the day in my office, it’s the first thing I see because the colours are so striking and it immediately makes me feel humble and loved.  Can I ever give back all the good received? No, but every day I can hope to make a small dent and the pleasure is all mine!

I wish you all the good that God has for us all, I wish you abundance in every part of your being and may you also be filled with the wonderful feeling of gratitude.

Thank YOU!




New Year’s Revolution


We can revolutionise our lives, our world, by seeing things differently.  This tree was painted by an artist in the landscape here in Devon and it is mesmerising because it jolts  thought into seeing or ‘re-cognising’ a tree in a new way.

As a Christian Scientist it is a privilege to be acquainted with this paragraph by Mary Baker Eddy:

It is well that the upper portions of the brain represent the higher moral sentiments, as if hope were ever prophesying thus: The human mind will sometime rise above all material and physical sense, exchanging it for spiritual perception, and exchanging human concepts for the divine consciousness. Then man will recognise his God-given dominion and being.(S&H 531:8)

This is the revolution we can take part in right now.   This ‘sometime’ is possible NOW. We have what we need to do this.  We can rise and see our God-given dominion.  It is there, here and now.  Why wait?

Blessings to you all.



It’s the time of year, in the run up to Christmas, that people see the word ‘Peace’ around them more than any other time of the year.  Christmas Day itself is often very peaceful, for large parts of the world.  But not every part.  And not every person has that picture postcard type of Christmas.  But I was thinking how good it would be to expand thoughts of peace throughout the year, whether there is a card saying so or not.

From feeling at peace comes a sense of wellbeing, a love for mankind, an outpouring of compassion and a knowledge that we are all one.  That’s worth spending more time with and expressing.

Peace to you all now, throughout the Christmas season, and for all of January, next year, and further into infinity.

You can get there from here


A few weeks ago I went to Dartmouth late in the evening and it was still warm and sunny, so I had a bite to eat by the harbour, chatting with a friend, watched by the overhead seagulls, sitting on a bench along the quayside.  It is a lovely spot.  On the opposite side of the River Dart from where I was sitting is the pretty estuary town of Kingswear which is accessible by a ferry all day long.  But not by bike!


Throughout our lives we are often met with difficulties that seem to block our journey.  A way forward looks clear and obvious, yet we use the wrong methods to get the true understanding of our God-given being.  Lately I was grappling with some old anger left over and quite obviously no longer required, about something that had been sorted out and redressed long ago.  It was getting in my way.  I thought it was about forgiveness, but even this wasn’t the right way forward.  It turned out to be quite simple. Even though I had a few difficult days with it, it turned out that merely accepting the issue was cleared up and standing in that moment, free, no longer trapped by the tangle of the past, or using the anger as a preventative tool to limit joy, I let myself be God’s delight.  And then it was gone.  Just like that.

He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me.  They prevented me in the day of my calamity: but the Lord was my stay.  He brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me.

(Ps. 18:17–20)