8 OCTOBER 2011 : COMFORT: WEEKLY PHOTO THEME CHALLENGE AND WORLD ZOMBIE DAY.

COMFORT THE DISTURBED AND DISTURB THE COMFORTABLE.

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THE YAAN

This week’s photo challenge theme is COMFORT.

I rather think that’s going to open the box of Pandora for me. My thoughts are already frog hopping from one viewpoint to another. I might endeavour to write my 250 words a day this week after the busyness of the last month. Beginning right now. There are times when morning tea comforts me and other times when the thought of the 99% saying “ENOUGH!” is a greater comfort.

I would be further comforted if the man had not been lying on the steps of the UNITING CHURCH in PITT STREET. Homeless and wrapped in a sleeping bag. And if Palliative care had come into my sister’s home and provided the comfort they are meant to provide. I would be comforted if the local garbage tip hadn’t ‘gone broke’ and the floods hadn’t washed away our towns and left a capital city to get by as best it could. If the bushfires hadn’t been able to rage through the towns killing over 200 people without anyone to help them or provide guidance.

The very greatest comfort in this week for me, is the possibility that People might actually be starting to say – THIS IS NOT ALRIGHT !

I thought we were all going to walk like Lemmings over the cliffs of devolution – but perhaps we aren’t. Perhaps we aren’t.  Perhaps the COMFORT we find will ‘make us strong’ – strong in decency and compassion and inspiration. Strong even in Wisdom and Kindness. Imagine that !

 

Comfort is one of those words that has unfortunately, over time, almost completely lost its original meaning. When we hear the word comfort the first thing that is likely to come to mind is an overstuffed sofa or one of those space-age mattresses we keep seeing in the commercials on TV — you know the ones: where people can balance wine glasses or drop bowling balls next to you, but you can just go right on sleeping because the bed is so, well, comfortable.

But that’s not the original meaning of the word comfort. The original meaning of comfort is “to make strong” — to fortify. It is about taking heart and being encouraged, being strengthened with resolve and given hope that there is better to come. Comfort is not about feeling warm and cozy, it is about facing the future with trust and hope in one’s heart, no matter how bad things might have been in the past, or how they might appear at the present. It is a call to be prepared and strong for the good of the days to come.

http://ekklesiastes.blogspot.com/2005/12/tidings-of-comfort-and-joy.html

A FEWSITES 2C BEFORE I GO LOOKING FOR THIS WEEK’S IMAGES.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/darren-littlejohn/addiction-and-recovery-a_b_436188.html

http://www.asiapacificmemo.ca/japanese-buddhism-after-earthquake

http://islamicsunrays.com/islamic-meditation-for-relaxation-and-spiritual-comfort/

Let every cell in your body know and feel that you are loved. Allah loves you. Many people love you. You are surrounded by love and caring. The love is all around you like warm light, comforting you, taking away all your pain.

http://www.aish.com/jl/l/dam/48961211.html

In the spiritual reality, nothing is lost: Not the beloved one’s purpose, nor their goodness, and nor even their real existence. The soul continues to exist eternally. At the end of life, every soul returns to its Makom, to its unique “place” in the “world.”

We tell the mourner: If you could see The Place where the deceased now dwells, you’d be comforted.

The Findhorn Community: creating a human identity for the 21st century

By Carol Riddell

“If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth – only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.” – C. S. Lewis
Read more: http://www.ncregister.com/blog/social_justice_in_search_of_comfort/#ixzz1a9fF4xR0

False Comfort can leave you with PERMANENT REMINDERS OF TEMPORARY FEELINGS.

 

As for me,  I am home from the City so lets go for Country Comfort  despite the images being from elsewhere and the lyrics being by an Englishman about the USA:

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
Village children fight each other for a share
And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek
Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week

I saw grandma yesterday down at the store
Well she’s really going fine for eighty four
Well she asked me if sometime I’d fix her barn
Poor old girl she needs a hand to run the farm

And it’s good old country comfort in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort’s any truck that’s going home

Down at the well they’ve got a new machine
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen
Yeah but that ain’t natural well so old Clay would say
You see he’s a horse-drawn man until his dying day

Now the old fat goose is flying cross the sticks
The hedgehog’s done in clay between the bricks
And the rocking chair’s creaking on the porch
Across the valley moves the herdsman with his torch

Music by Elton John
Lyrics mutilated by Me.

Soon the water will be warm enough to swim

North Beach kids will all be diving in.

And the 8.00 a.m goes roaring past the creek

Bello .U.C. is ready for Meeting Saturday each week.

 

And it’s good old country comfort in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort’s any place that I call home

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