Archive for the Contemplative Category

Ain’t No Words for the Things I’m Feeling…

Posted in Contemplative, Reflection with tags on September 15, 2019 by EnglishStreet

1915 – A tribute

Posted in Contemplative, Fiction, Literature and other writing, Reflection with tags , , on April 25, 2010 by EnglishStreet

Today is ANZAC Day, a day when Australia and New Zealand remember those who have died and served in the defence forces in theatres of war, in peacekeeping and rebuilding missions.  Although I’d ultimately say I’m a pacifist, and that I would prefer that military intervention not be necessary, this is no reason to remember those who have already risked their lives for the welfare of other all over the world. Continue reading

Is Australia a racist country?

Posted in Contemplative, Reflection with tags , , , on April 18, 2010 by EnglishStreet

Spurred into action by the repulsive 7pm project advertising the same subject on their program on Monday night, I present my diatribe, written a while ago, finished today.

One answer is to simply say no.  Just like a country can’t be ‘good’ or ‘bad’, to any generalised comment like ‘Australia is a racist country’ will bring out tens or hundreds of thousands, or perhaps millions of individuals who will buck that trend.

On the other hand, it would be very easy to ignore semantics and indeed proclaim Australia as an inherently racist and violent nation.

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It only goes up over your head…and through your fingers

Posted in Contemplative, Reflection, Stranger Than Fiction, Theology with tags , , , , on August 15, 2009 by EnglishStreet

I just had an interesting conversation with a visitor to the Library who found a passage in ‘Atheist Delusions’ by David Bentley Hart.  He talked about Christians looking upon people with Downs Syndrome and other illnesses as still being in the Image of God and therefore having worth and value as human beings (that was my paraphrase).  There was a connection with wilderness experiences. Continue reading

Time, the moment and the split second

Posted in Contemplative, Reflection with tags , , , on August 3, 2009 by EnglishStreet

We’ve all had our own taste of mortality. Yes, there is and time is, is slipping away. The only answer to that is – live in the now, this split second and then you’re always there, it never goes away. That’s how people live forever is if you always live in the now, you’re always in it.

– Richard Hammond Continue reading