The Existential Paradox of Life...

The Existential Paradox of Life...
IS TO BE AFRAID OF LOVE WHEN ALL THERE IS IS LOVE AND FEAR. I am writing my first book. This is the beginning of the first draft. Divine Copyright exists on all MY written words. May the force be with you!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Rivers of Love, Life & Something Else...

I read of the different names for Heaven: Olympus; Valhalla; Asgard; Elysian Fields; Elysium; Happy Hunting Grounds; Earthly Paradise; Eden or Garden of Eden; garden of the Hesperides; Islands of the Blest; and in fantasy, Isle of Avalon.

According to Webster's Dictionary, Heaven is the abode of the Deity, and of the blessed dead. A place of supreme happiness.

So it is with thanks to Rosemary Altea, Grey Eagle and their book, "Proud Spirit", that I begin my journey with you at a particular place called Happy Hunting Grounds.

"Ok, you chaps go on ahead" and with a smile on his face Graeme pointed in the diection of Happy Hunting Grounds.

The water of the Tugela River in Kwa Zulu Natal was a muddy orange-brown and not ideal for quenching one's thirst.

My blue Swallow was starting to feel a little more comfortable and apart from wobbling over a couple of eddy fences, I had manages to remain upright in my kayak since putting on the river at a suitable put-in point.

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