And the Band Played Waltzing Mathilda

25th April is Anzac Day in Australia. It commemorates the  26,111 Australian casualties, including 8,141 deaths, when young men were sent to their deaths in the Gallipoli campaign of World War 1, along with forces from New Zealand, the start of the Anzac tradition. This figure doesn’t include those who lost their lives from other countries involved in the campaign

Supposedly Australia came of age of a nation on the date of the landings at although I have never quite understood why the slaughter and crippling injuries of a nation’s youth in a senseless battle can be seen as any cause for celebration. Nevertheless, we remember and respect those who paid the ultimate sacrifice, but we do not worship a war fought for the redivision of territory among the Great Powers of the time.

There is magic riding the Divine Unseen in this wild, swirling world of ours.

But also blowing on the winds and eddies

the grief, pain, suffering and whispers

of those who have made the ultimate sacrifice of lives lost

in pain, fear and terror on the battlefields of the past

and whose spirits now ride the wild galactic winds among the stars.

These voices do not die – they blow in the fierce winds,

weave into the breezes

and whisper their losses and reasons for losses

Into the hearts and souls of those who can hear the

nuances of magic

to inspire those whose soul music

is love, kindness and a commitment to a world with no more wars.

 

 

Earth Guardians

This is another image incorporating standing stones – I have the feeling that they are activating around the world, sending energy through ley lines, to offer love and support for defence of Planet Earth and for humanity’s journey from a society based on mega-profit for the few to one of peace, co-operation, compassion, respect for all regardless of income, and good health, educational, welfare and housing services. As the possibility develops of working less hours, the opportunities open to feed and nurture people’s creativity and collective organisation on a scale never seen in history.

I live in hope!