Meditation on Value

Value is defined as ethics, merit, worth or good.

All good is a gift from the Creator,

Hence, His creation is always good.

Yet, by abusing our planets’ waterways & ecosystems with our fossil fuel industry addictions & by ‘playing God’ (see Back To the Garden ) through genetically modifying our plant & animal foods, we decrease our valuable resources of clean, air, water, land & food & also detract from our usefulness as stewards of this Earth, its’ biodiversity & the human, animal & plant life on it.Where is the value in that?

Hopefully, we as humans will rediscover & redeem our worth by seeing the greater good in acting to protect our beautiful blue planet & all that the Great Artist created out of love for us. We must value creation to restore it & bring the Kingdom here on Earth because ‘faith without works is dead.’

By Màire Ní Bhroin

 

 

 

Into A Moment Sublime

I cannot walk far distances… Or carry heavy things, Nor stand for great lengths of time Nor do many seemingly useful things in this world, Yet… I fall into moments of bliss. I am quite mathematically challenged, and somewhat awkward … Continue reading →

Hate Abortion? End Poverty

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Please read the above article ‘Hate Abortion? End Poverty’ a very convincing & insightful article which is a call to all #prolife believers to #endpoverty. Very convincing & well said! Kudos to the author!

Sacred Art is flourishing and inspiring…now in the city of Phoenix, Arizona

Great article on truly, beautiful, inspiring art!

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On July 1, 2017, I wrote an article about sacred art on display in an Arizona Sonoran Desert city, titled, Sacred Art is inspiring and flourishing…in Scottsdale, Arizona. You will be happy to know that The Sacred Art Gallery continues to grow and attract more artists and visitors all the time. One of the gallery consultants, Grace Rivera, even shared with me two nights ago that my article on the gallery gave them a bump from views on their website to individuals walking in their front door.

On Wednesday night (same night we saw Grace), my fiancée and I were invited to an open house at the New Jerusalem Studios. We were excited to attend, most especially me, because I first remember when Ruth and Geoff Stricklin were searching for space where Ruth could create her own sacred art. Although I have seen her work at the…

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Remember Peace Where Poppies Grow…

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Peace Where Poppies Grow…

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Peace Where Poppies Grow…

For those who fought & died so that we might have freedom…for those who said “never again”… for those families who were Holocaust victims & for those brave souls who survived this genocide.

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“Peace Where Poppies Grow…” a recent digital art photo by Máire Ní Bhroin in remembrance of those who have fallen. Peace is the message of the poppy…lest we forget. All art is available in reproduction upon request.

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Summer Dreams Quietly of Spring

Summer Quietly Dreams of Spring, As frozen ice melts… The Earth warms to the sun’s closer attitude, The icy cold looses its’ grip on solid ground, Where budding tulips & crocu…

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Summer Dreams Quietly of Spring

Summer Quietly Dreams of Spring,

As frozen ice melts…

The Earth warms to the sun’s closer attitude,

The icy cold looses its’ grip on solid ground,

Where budding tulips & crocus’ burst through frozen, snow-covered terrain,

The Artist arranges them here,

Against a background of pale, winter white

In startling bursts the colours explode…red, purple, orange, pink & gold,

Dramatic beauty shooting forth from this pale carpet of snow,

And now, His darling, Spring…crys with delight!

Màire Ní Bhroin

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Metaphysical poetry, ruminations about stars, constellations, consolations & love.

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A metaphysical poem in the tradition of ecstatic poets.

See also Love’s Flame

REMINDERS Of HIS LOVE

The stars tonight shine jewel-like,

Gently tucked into cerulean skies,

Abed like roses,

Starburst bouquet from heaven,

Bright consolation from above…

 

By Máire Ní Bhroin

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