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Sunday, 21 October 2012


Instalment Four.

I said on my last blog that I would share some of the strange things that were happening to me on this my birthday month on my last blog, but due to certain circumstances, I am obliged to hold fire on them till the timing is right. So I will continue with the stuff that I Have already been throwing at you. But before I do I will share something I found out quite by chance about a week ago that has kept me puzzled since it first arrived on my doorstep in 1996. A guy arrived at this house where I was renting a room looking for me. So the owner called me out to meet him. He, said to me I have some papers for you to sign. Your wife wishes to divorce you, so I need you to sign these papers if you will. So puzzled, but quite willing to oblige, I signed them. Later, and until a week ago it had crossed my mind times why did my wife a devout Catholic want to divorce me. That was definitely not in keeping with the strangled faith I had been dragged up in. You can read about that in my book, and the sequel to it coming up. Anyway, my puzzled mind was satisfied by one of those strange happenings I mentioned that was happening to me this month. 

My friend and I were having something to eat after he had me on his radio show, when he noticed this man and a woman entwined in a spiritual conversation. I also noticed them. Now by whatever strange coincidence you may deem it, or otherwise, we both left at the same time. But it gets more intriguing because the lady was in deep conversation with the man with her, right beside my car, and my friends car next to me. Then to put the icing on the cake, my friend said to me, should we talk to them. I said you talk to them. I consider myself a teacher, not a student. Been there. So he did. And do you know what, we winded up going back to this lady’s house and my friend fixed up a problem that she was having trying to contact her son on skype in Australia. It was later that I found out from her, that my marriage could not have been annulled had not my wife divorced me in civil law. So at last my curiosity has been satisfied, but not my sense of wisdom behind it all. I believe in building Bridges, not Barriers.

I am going to leave you with a little poem that was given to me many years ago. As parents, teachers and lovers I think we should take a good look at this poem. It came to me when I needed it most, like so many other things have

          My happiness is me, not you.
          Not only because you may be temporary,
         But also because you want me to be what I am not.
        I cannot be happy when I change
        Merely to satisfy your selfishness.
        Nor can I feel content when you criticise me for not
         thinking your thoughts,
        Or for seeing like you do.
         You call me a rebel.
         And yet each time I have rejected your beliefs
         You have rebelled against mine.
         I do not try to mold your mind.
         I know you are trying hard enough to be just you.
         And I cannot allow you to tell me what to be,
         for I am concentrating on being me.

         You said that I was transparent

         And easily forgotten.
         But why then did you try to use my lifetime,
         To prove to yourself who you are?

You might say what happened to her. Well Michelle choose to move on at the age of twenty. I also knew a beautiful lady called Michelle who found it too hard to stay with us. I mentioned it in my book.

I hope that I am reaching out to some of you. Maybe I have something to offer you .The talent entrusted to me, I believe is for you to consciously determine what you want to be. To identify yourself until you become one with yourself. It's not an easy slog, but the rewards are more beautiful than I could ever express.

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Journey into the Cosmos

Installment Three

The purpose of the central system of the mind is not to screen things out, but to let things flow in and then have a ball tossing them in all directions, just to see where they can take us.
I’ve been involved in this for nearly twenty five years, and I never cease to be amazed at the wonderful things that have taken place in my life, and all the new growth that it has brought me for the essence of my humanity. Read my book if you want proof of that and even that is only the tip of the iceberg. At the merry age of nearly eighty five I am only starting my journey into the Cosmos.
Until you learn to trust your gut feelings, and then believe in them, you will always be a sad reflection of yourself. I know, I’ve been through those very depressing doors. And something else I have very little time for. Like, when people say, oh I’m to do this that or the other. Age like everything else is only in your head. I proved that to myself when I changed my life around at the age of sixty. The very moment you say no to life, it doesn’t want to know you anymore. Its doors are automatically closed to you.
People have crazy self-defeating ideas about age. Duke Ellington was passed over by the Pulitzer Prize Committee at the age of sixty, and he said, well obviously God didn’t want me to be too famous too young. And there’s my fellow country man Bernard Shaw who fell out of a tree he was pruning and fractured his leg, at the age of ninety six. I don’t think I need to say anymore, except to say, spend the afternoon you can’t take it with you.
Trips outside yourself are a worthless venture. They lead you nowhere. You may travel to all round the earth and see all the wonders it has to offer you, but when you get back who are you faced with in the mirror. Yes, you with all your loneliness, confusion, and what crap you may have gathered if you’re living life from the outside, and not the inside. Till next week when I hit eighty five please have as much fun as you can. As this is my birthday month strange things are happening to me and I will share some of them with you.


Thursday, 11 October 2012

Jesus Christ

Now that I have started the ball rolling with a number of bits and pieces that helped me to open my mind to a new way of using it for the benefit of others and myself. And when I say others, I leave the door open for them for them to close it anytime they wish. But I very sincerely ask them to look at the wider picture before they close it. I am a great believer that anything contrary to our own interest, should be allowed its own justifiable explanation. Oppose my point of view by all means, but please be honest, and in someway intelligent about it.
Now I must tell you, that in no way do I call myself a religious person, but a Spiritual one. The reason for that will be spelt in no uncertain terms in my next book And I make no attempt to hide the fact that I am an out and out fan of the philosophy of Jesus, but not from the view of the teaching I was brought up with. So now that I have declared my feelings for Jesus, I am now going to give you you something I found in a book that I read quite a few years ago that helped me to reach the beliefs I now have today. This is an acknowledgement of Jesus by Napoleon while he was exiled on the Rock of ST. Helena.
Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne and I, myself have founded great empires, but upon what did these creations of our genius depend? Upon force, Jesus alone founded His Empire upon love and to this very day millions will die for Him. I think I understand something of human nature and I tell you, all these were men and I am a man: none else is like Him.

Jesus Christ was more than a man. I have inspired multitudes with such an enthusiastic devotion that they would have died for me, but to do this it was necessary that I should be visibly present with the electric influence of my looks, my words and my voice. When I saw and spoke to them I lightened up a flame of self-devotion in their hearts. Christ alone has succeeded in so raising the mind of men towards the unseen that it becomes insensible to the barriers of time and space.

Across a chasm of eighteen hundred years, Jesus Christ makes a demand which is beyond all others difficult to satisfy. He asks for that which a philosopher may often seek in vain at the hands of his friends, or a father of his children or a bride of her spouse, or a man of his brother. He asks for the human heart. He will have it entirely to Himself. He demands it unconditionally and forthwith His demand is granted.

In defiance of time and space, the soul of man with all its powers and faculties, becomes an annexation of the Empire of Christ. All who sincerely believe in Him experience that remarkable supernatural love towards Him. This phenomenon is unaccountable - it is altogether beyond the scope of man’s creative powers. Time, the great destroyer, is powerless to extinguish this sacred flame. Time can neither exhaust its strength nor put a limit to its range. This is it, which proves to me quite convincingly the divinity of Jesus Christ.
                    Installment Two

Wednesday, 3 October 2012

Something Written

I have titled this entry Something written because that is exactly what it is. I wrote this a number of years ago with the intention of putting it on a c.d. and then adding some music to it, to try and keep it more pleasing, or interesting. I get bored very quickly when I get caught up with dialogue that seems to resemble on with little sense of value in it for me. And I must also make this quite clear to those of you who wish to read, or follow my blog, that in no way do I wish to criticize anyone, or anything who walk across my path. But being a human being, and prepared to accept full responsibility for everything I say and do, the axe may fall on someone’s head as well as mine. You can’t please everyone. Christ was a clear example of that.

Now that I have made my first and last confession. Why I say first and last confession is the simple fact that I leave my life open to all men or women on this earth to forgive me, or condemn me. Not just one person which I believe is nothing short of the ridiculous. I will elaborate about that in more detail in my next book.
So, here is the first instalment for what it’s worth. And some of it is in my last book. No proof writing here, or anything else, just straight from the heart.

My three years in Sydney brought me experiences beyond my wildest dreams good bad and indifferent. At the age of sixty three a whole new world opened its doors to me, once I was prepared to accept what was thrown in my direction without fear or favour. When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside have little control. Rudolf Steiner enforces that statement with these words of his. If we do not develop within ourselves this deeply rooted feeling that there is something higher than ourselves, we shall never find the strength to evolve to something higher.
Apart from the music my life has come to revolve around, I found other wonderful venues to improve my mind, and my aging physique, such as discussion groups, swimming, tennis, snooker, golf, table tennis, indoor vollyball, dancing, walking , chess and reading. If you are really prepared to take the time and trouble, its amazing what can arrive on your doorstep. My fellow countryman George Bernard Shaw is right behind me with these words of his. Some men see things as they are and say why, I dream things that never were and say why not.

Then one day I got this brainstorm after going to a number of discussion groups that I had become involved in. Why didn't I get into the firing line by putting my emotions and beliefs on tape, then hand them around to be digested or rejected by those who listened to them. As long as I kept everything balanced to truthfulness, then I believed that I had a message to shere with others. It would be an unselfish venture, but if someone liked what they heard and offered me a cup of tea, or whatever, I would graciously accept. For as Jesus says, the labour is wothy of his labour.

When I started off, I put most of my ideas on a cheap recording cassette I had bought in a pawn shop, along with some music to fill in the gaps when I ran out of ideas. That turned out to be a milestone in my life, because I started to read more, and take a deeper interest in the lives of others. So, what follows is up to you make your mind up on. And I will stick my neck out where I think it’s necessary to add something that might it more colourful from my point of view, be it a lighter or darker shade of green, being Irish I naturally chose that colour. Instalment One.

Thursday, 27 September 2012

The Blackbird and Terry

About four years ago, my niece Mona invited me to come and visit her and her family at their home in a place called Boya in Perth. She said she I will send you the money for your airfare. I met her for the first time and her two daughters, Casey And Niki, four months previous when she and her daughters came over to visit my daughter Rachel and her family.

Anyway, I jumped at the chance to see Perth. I had been to Melbourne, Brisbane and Sydney so that would leave two main cities, Adelaide and Darwin for me to check out. To date Sydney has been the city that has impressed me the most. I spent three years there, and got into all sorts of things. My book A Walk With An Irishman explains that.

So in my birthday month of October, I spent four very interesting weeks in that part of the world. While I was there, I rang my lovely neighbour, Charmaine Milne. After we exchanged greetings, she said,"Terry, you would find it hard to believe, but a Blackbird is building a nest on a wooden beam on your porch". I have been fascinated watching it putting this nest together on this narrow beam "I said to her, I am over the moon to hear that, for I have a very deep affinity with Blackbirds". As a matter of fact I find birds very spiritual creatures.

When I got back to my place, I felt very privileged that this beautiful bird had built her nest so close to my heart. As time went by I could hear the young ones calling out for food, till eventually they left the nest. I kept well away from the nest, for no way did I wish to upset the great honour that this bird had blessed my life with.

Saturday, 15 September 2012


A Walk with An Irishman
An accomplished interactor

As a person who loves to change direction with the drop of a hat because I believe it gives me more leeway to express myself as the person that I am. And though you may find a sense of craziness attached to it, the foundations are honest, otherwise I would be building them on sand.
As I am running late this week I had a quick search among my bits and pieces so as to keep my blog on its weekly bases, so here it comes.
I was in a pub called The Bog in Parnell about three years ago where I have been singing for a number of years, when I met a real nice guy called Ted. We got talking before I left that night and shared a number of things about our lives. He lived in San Diego. Anyway I told him that I would send him one of the first books I had written about my life, and here is a copy of the letter I got back from him.

Terry.                        Sun, March, 15.2009(already?)
We are gearing up around here for the biggest day of the year in pubs on both coasts and many cities. Interestingly, St Pats day is not big here in the USA in rural areas.

Here in the San Diego area, there is an incredible network of Irish folks including Irish musicians and singers. I just came from an Irish pub that has me all pumped up. And a couple of weeks ago, I saw something in an Irish band that really surprised me; a black guy with long ugly hair playing a guitar!

I have read your book and will pass it on for others” enlightenment. Thank you again for sending it. I don’t know too many famous authors. It is extremely well-written and obviously from the heart. Seeing as how you write the King’s English modified in Ireland, it is amazin that there was only one set of initials I didn’t understand. And there was some gaps in the story too, weren’t there.

How an “old” guy with little or no money can have so much fun traveling, golfing, playing tennis and pool etc is beyond me. Good on ya!

After much thought and endless phone conversations with the airline, I’ve decided to return to the Auckland area for a holiday in May. I’II arrive around 14 May for about 2 I/2 weeks. Please use your influence with you know who to arrange for nice weather. I’II be in touch as the dates get closer.

I hope this finds you hail and hearty and recovering from your Island vacation.
All ok here. Hope same for you.
Cheerio, Ted.
You might say what compelled me to share this with you. Was it my ego, or wanting to make new friends, or maybe to test new ground. Well to be honest Id have to say a little of each.  What do you think?

Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Don't Miss You

Last week I mentioned in my last blog that I would give you a little run down on a trip That I took to the to the South Island of New Zealand, but unfortunately I can’t find the main item That I believed gave it it’s real flavor. So for the present I will give you a little something I wrote to try and help someone celebrate their own humanness. Thats why I gave it the Title, Don’t Miss You.

The responsibilities we owe to ourselves and others when dealing with everyday life is something that brings upon our shoulders all kinds of emotional and financial burdens. So, how we tackle them will bring all sorts of extreme and diverse issues for us to work through, or maybe try and walk away from. But if we fail to take up the gauntlet we will miss that very special part of ourselves that we never fully realised was always deep down below the surface of our humanity.. I call it my Spirituality - you can call it anything that turns you on.
So, in a nutshell, for the want of a better phrase, it comes down to this. How willing are you to become involved in life and living - that is the question you have to ask yourself - for that and only that will determine its outcome for you. The values that you experience and then deal with can be a blessing to others if you are willing to share them unconditionally - a lifeline for them to grasp when they need it most.

I believe this is very much the concept of being human. Yes, it will bring you a certain amount of suffering but you will eventually find, if you persist at it long enough, the balance between suffering and joy will be tipped in your favour. Living your life to its fullest can be equal to nothing you could ever hope to find elsewhere. And if you don’t believe me, try it for yourself, you’ll be hooked.

Saturday, 1 September 2012

The Moon’s Spiritual effect on me

I have come to have a wonderful Spiritual affiliation with the moon over the last few months. And on a clear night when I look at it in wonder, I praise the God within me for this deep sense of wonder that it brings me along with all the wonder experiences that are taking place in my life. A new awaking would be would be a good way to describe it. So I will share a few of these experiences with you.

A few Monday’s ago just as I was walking out of my little unit in Northcote to head for The Thirsty Dog pub in Karangahape Rd, my eye’s became glued to the beautiful presence of this curved Moon placed right in front of me. I must have stood there looking at it for two three or four minutes before I got into my car, and headed for the pub. I go there to a music session every Monday to sing and keep time with my little music egg. 

After the session had finished as I picked up my chair to leave, I knocked it against my right leg, the one that had been reconstructed about six years ago, and knew straight away I was once more in trouble with it. Due to my age and other factors the skin on it is very delicate on it. By the way you are in all probability wondering what the hell he is doing taking a chair around with him for. Well nearly three years ago I was heading for The Thirsty Dog when this guy came right across the main road I was driving on and just about took the engine out of my star studded Starlet Honda. Anyway not to harp on about the outcome was I was left with a back more aging than it would have been under normal circumstances. When the cops came along they told me that he was three times over the limit. I thought to myself later how lucky my family and I were not getting hurt in anyway when my father drove round like a lunatic when he got tanked up calling at all the pubs on the way home after a picnic when we lived in Bray. 

So I made my way home and put a dressing on my leg, and climbed into bed. I would not have mentioned the accident to my leg had it not had a follow up which I will relay to you later.
The next day my good young friend Patrick O’Reilly rang me to say that he had found a bigger screen for my computer. The old eyes are not what they used to be. Mind you neither is the rest of me but far from me to complain about it. I still believe I lived a charmed life. 

Later my lovely daughter Rachel came to see me. Always a very special time for me. That same day Tuesday I got my W.O. F. It was pay day so I was able to pay for a little job to be done on it. Apart from my leg problem I was feeling on top of the world. Later in the evening the next day Patrick came out and fixed the bigger screen to my computer. He has been a God sent person to me over the last three years. Had it not been for him, I don’t believe that I would be writing this blog today, or writing my next book, poems and quotes, plus how I am now able to communicate to family, friends and people all over the world. 

Then my other good friend joined us for a music session. Terry has been coming to entertain me on a Wednesday for a number of years to date. I will explain that in more detail in my next book as I will about some of the things I am cutting short no this blog. It’s not a book I am trying to write here, just a blog. I get carried away very easily as you may see by now.
After a great night of music, something to eat, we had a lot of laughter over some of the topics we discussed. This is also a real learning experience for each of us. 

The following evening another good friend took me to a cafe called 121 in Ponsonby Rd and treated me to my favorite dish of cake, cream and tea. And then adds a ginger beer to make sure I wash everything down. I must say I do love being spoilt at times. Then a little later the music tops off the rest of the evening. What more could one ask for. If you know, please let me know.

Then on Saturday Patrick called over and after lunch we went to the R.S.A. in Birkenhead to play snooker. I used to play it when I was in the R.A.F. Snooker, golf and chess are the games I love most. Then after an enjoyable four games we came back to my place and had something to eat, and later he played the guitar and sang a few songs. After he left I noticed my leg was not looking to good even though I dressed it every evening before I went to bed. So I took myself off to the emergency medical center for safety sake. The doctor after questioning me to how it happened and the other things that were necessary to know about my health and so forth, sent me to the nurse on duty to have it dressed. Well what a beauty she was. yes theres still life in the old dog yet. And when I feel theres not, I hope I can pass on. We got chatting and and had a few laughs, then she said before I left that I should get it looked at on the Monday by my own doctor just to keep things on the safe side. I told her that I had a fabulous doctor who had his practice along with other doctors in Dodson Ave. I said his name was doctor Luke Ivancevic. Everytime I go to see him when its my turn, he comes to the waiting room, puts his arm round my shoulder, and gently leads me into his room. She said I now, I now work there. I will do you dressing when you come on Monday. Do you call that a coincidence or not. Since I changed my life around in 1990 I never cease to be amazed at these kind of things that happen in my life. I would love to be able to elaborate on them in greater detail, but I don’t profess a writer. But I do love to write in my simple form, and try to expand on it as best I can. 

Not long after I got to the waiting room I was called in by a nurse other than the one I had met in the emergency center. She took me into a room they have for dressings, and so forth. While I was there that other nurse that I mentioned came in and said. I see you are in good hands. Well she took my breath away all dressed in red. Then doctor Luke came in to look at my leg. The lady I will now remember as the lady in red had I believe told him about me. So I said to him referring to the lady in red, that lovely angel took care of me last Saturday. Then very quickly I had to say, now there are two angles here. The other smiled at my poor attempt to cover myself by my first omission of her, and said more or less I don’t mind coming in second. Mind you she was quite a stunner too. I took the liberty of giving her a hug before I left. And I’m still here to tell the story. 

I now have a strong feeling that my new association with the Moon has helped me to share these experiences I have related to you on this blog of mine. And I will continue to follow this line of thinking and doing, but will not allow myself to become addicted by it. For if the Moon can affect me like this, then there is no end to what I can have by looking closer to what Mother nature has to offer me.

Next week I have a short story to tell you about a little trip to the South Island of New Zealand to visit my son and his wife. I may have got a bit carried away with this blog, but if I was to pass on before my next one, at the very least I have left a little more behind me. The moment is the most precious time we have.

Saturday, 25 August 2012

What are you waiting for?

I believe it is a grave miscalculation to look for hope outside of yourself. To reach the point of death and missed being involved in doing and seeing what life has to offer you, and you it. What are you waiting for was the question that hit me right between the eyes when I found myself dangling in that valley of little hope nearly twenty five years ago. Now, whether I grabbed it, or it grabbed me is a very open question, but it saved me from a fate worse than living in the hell I was living in, if you can call it living.
You see we tend to consider ourselves as something people have told us we should be starting with our parents, teachers, psychiatrists and so on. So we become lost and very vulnerable. then to add to this dilemma we become caged, and construct enormous walls around our way of seeing and thinking and being. No wonder we build all sorts of crazy defense mechanisms to protect ourselves. Because were so anxious about one thing or another, thats what we do. God forbid you do this or say that, or help someone that does not look good in the eyes of others. Think about that for a while and tell me I’m wrong. Mind you I don’t mind if you do,at the very least you have made contact with me, and who knows where that could lead us. And the real reason behind what I do is to invite you into what I call the real world. The world of music,laughter, challenge and all the essential and beautiful things of life that can be yours as long as you are willing to be involved.
So if you are in that place of darkness there is a way out, I know, I’ve been there. My book A Walk With An Irish Man talks about it. The everyday life I lead projects it. And its not an ego trip on my part, but a deep sense of willingness to share myself with those who want to fill a better need in their lives.
I will finish with a poem for this week, and next week I have a little something to share with you that sparked off another ray of wonder in my walk through life.

                          A Man Is.
             A man is always chasing something.
                Maybe its his tail, a woman, a job
            or whatever takes his fancy. Its a game
               of life that leads him to wherever he
              wants to go, or may not want to go.
                    The great mystery of human
                       nature that is forever.

Saturday, 18 August 2012

How would I describe myself ?


Well to begin with a bit of a rebel without any doubt. I withhold nothing that I believe will in someway help others or myself. I can be disloyal to myself at times because I feel I need to achieve. There is a restless sense of obstinacy that I must reach certain goals that I have set for myself, and at the same realize at times I must settle for less. And that is what I am now coming to terms with, because by not pushing myself too hard, I can deal with with a better frame of mind with the unexpected when it arrives.
I have a great respect for the mysterious. It has always followed me as a child, and into my later years. And I don’t try to question it, but observe it. I really believe that the great downfall of man is that he must have answers for just about everything. Well, there is no way we can see, do, or understand everything. But from a more logical viewpoint we can be a part of many things. In that I believe there is a good sense of satisfaction.
We are instruments of love, because love endures all things.
So what I have learned that is most important in the circle of my life to date is the fact that I live in a world that can be both brutal and hypocritical, and at the same time be loving and very beautiful. And so being a lover of humanity and nature I chose the latter. And the reason I do is because I am into the following in a very enthusiastic way. Music, singing, writing, stimulating dialogue, golf,chess, swimming and snooker and whatever other types of challenge that may present itself to me. I will try to be involved in these things in some form or another till I am called to give an account of my life on this earth.  

Sunday, 12 August 2012

Who knows what I will say next?

As I continue with my weekly blog I will take extracts from the last book I wrote, and the one I am writing along with other situations that I get thrown into, or fall into. This one is from my last book.
I’ll never forget the day I was walking down Williams Street with my tennis racket to catch the train to Town Hall to take me to Jansens tennis club and a man approached me from The Church of Scientology in Pitt Street. He asked me if I could spare the time to go into a nearby building and fill in a questionnaire. There was a time when I would have said, “Sorry.” and left it at that, but since I’d found the courage to open the Door of Life and Him in curiosity came beckoning to me in all shapes and sizes, as you might have already gathered. Caution was no longer a word in my dictionary. In its place I inserted challenge, to whatever degree I was capable of. What was the point of me dying before I’d made some sense of living? 
I said yes, I’d be quite happy to oblige. The man took me into the building, sat me at a desk and placed the questionnaire before me. He said, “ When you’ve finished put your hand up and someone will look after you.” With a sense of amusement running through me I completed the questionnaire and held up my hand.
Well, they mustn’t have been too busy that day because no sooner had I put my hand up than a lady came over and sat down in front of me. She had a lovely smile. She introduced herself then proceeded to decipher my answers. When she’d finished she said, “ From my calculations, based on these answers, your self-esteem and love life seem to to drop right off our chart scale. Everything else is good.” As she was an attractive women I said to her, with a sheepish look on my face, “ Would you like to sleep with me? “ Well, the guy sitting next to me heard what I’d said and nearly cracked up. The lady gave me one of those strange, disarming smiles that could have said “yes” or no” or “ you cheeky bastard” , As I bowed to her and took my leave.
My tennis wasn’t the best that day. I kept remembering the look on the lady’s face and I couldn’t stop laughing. I’d even go so far as to say we both got a few laughs from it, and I’ll always respect her for not making a big deal out of it. A top rate lady in my book.
Till I come your way next week week with God knows what have a great week because I intend too.

Tuesday, 7 August 2012


As I continue to express myself on my blog as a spiritual person I will be coming at you lovely people with all sorts of things who are more or less on the same wavelength as myself.
And if you wish to respond please feel free to express yourself as you wish for I am as broadminded as the horizon itself.
The word rapture to me has a marvelous sense of madness about it because I have experienced it. Yes , Like most of you I've experienced pain and what ties in with it. Most of it I now believe because I allowed myself to be victimised. If one allows him or herself to become a victim the dark clouds are forever rolling in.
It wasn't till I was sixty years of age that I slowly became aware of the word rapture when I started to reach down inside myself.
The answer was always there but I let fear and doubt get in the way simply because I had little faith in myself.
But when I started to draw from the wealth of my inner creation a whole new world opened it's doors to me in all shapes and sizes and brought me into contact with all sorts of lovely people and books that have enriched my life forever.

I can't remember where I found this quote but I give it to you with all my heart.

To live the life you love, you must do what you love and you can't chose what you love, you can only discover it.

Now that you have some idea of where I am coming from I will share things about my past and present as I continue my blogs, and hope to hear how you are responding to life and living.


Sunday, 29 July 2012

New Spiritual Beginning

By a new spiritual beginning I mean another leap into the exciting unknown.
From today on I wish to share a little more of myself to those who feel in a somewhat similar vein as I find myself today and hope that you will respond as the feeling s take you as I start my blog.
My name is Terry Robinson, born in Ireland and now living in New Zealand.
I will start the ball rolling with the things I love to be involved with ,then write one of my poems just to see what the universe may throw my way!
Singing,writing,swimming,snooker,chess and socializing are on the top of my list.
To finish my new beginning for the week here is one of the poems I wrote

My Aim

My aim in life is not to be well known,
but yet not unknown.
To Translate my beliefs into some
form of action and to speculate
and reason rather than to argue
my point of view whether it be
misleading or acceptable to those
it may though in some form or another.

Monday, 23 July 2012

New Beginning

This is my first entry to my blog . I have a busy week ahead of music writing and socialising and I look forward to sharing experiences over the coming weeks and months.