Ra Knows - Life is Good.
'Ra' is probably the best known of the Eygptian names
for the Sun, but actually there are no less than seventy five names
or aspects. Every morning Ra emerges from the East from behind Manu,
the mountain of sunrise, and begins His journey, lighting-up the whole
sky. He travels in the manjet-boat or 'barque of millions of
years'. From His position high up in the heavens, He can see
clearly the reality and pattern of life. With such perspective, He
can see that Life is Good and all is well with the world. However,
deep down in the Nile lurks the serpent Apep who throughout the day
and the night relentlessly pursues the beautiful Ra. During inclement
weather it is thought that Apep had triumphed over Ra and even worse,
that during a total eclipse, he has swallowed Him whole in His boat.
But the good news is, Ra always triumphs over Apep and is thus able
to continue on His daily journey.
Like all mythology, this picture of the essence of life itself, has
something important to teach us about our own lives. Each morning,
as the bright rays of Ra touch our tender eyelids, we awake and plan
our journey for the day. Just like Ra, invariably it is a journey
we have made many times before, and yet each day is different. As
we step into our own chariots, be they cars, trains, bicycles or our
worthy feet, we project for ourselves a 'plan' for the
day. We may not be able to fill in the details, but invariably we
have a rough sketch in mind. From the safety of our chariots, the
'ideal' of the day is laid down. If we are reasonably
balanced people the day, at its start, is like a young shoot, green,
Spring fresh and full of promise! How happy we are - how good
life is! Gliding down the road in our chariot, as we turn right onto
a main road, a car pulls out suddenly. Without warning, Apep rises
up and we thump the horn or bell or raise a hand and mutter a few
words of exasperation ...
Bosham House News
· Thank you, dear Rosemary
We are sorry to report that our dear friend and Trustee,
Rosemary Darby passed away suddenly but painlessly on Easter Sunday,
the 8th of April. Rosemary was deeply committed to the work of the
Trust. You can read more about her and her exceptional life on page
5 of this issues.
· Farewell, dear Margaret
We wish to express a fond farewell to a dear member and friend, Margaret
McClure, who passed into the Light on 17 March, at St Wilfred’s
Hospice, Chichester. . Margaret suffered polio as a child and was
to spend the latter part of her life in a wheelchair. Despite this
difficulty she led a rich and varied life with her husband, Ralph.
She traveled extensively in the UK in a car specially adapted for
her to drive and she and Ralph spent many a happy hour sailing. Margaret
lived the Hamblin ethos and was always cheerful and generous of heart.
We shall miss you, Margaret. Our thoughts are with Ralph and their
· Meditation Sanctuary
As you will remember from the last issue, we now have all the necessary
funding to go ahead with our vision of a Meditation Sanctuary in the
grounds of Bosham House. We have recently ascertained that planning
permission is required. However, it is anticipated that this will
be straightforward. The site for the Sanctuary has been located betwixt
a lovely oak and a beautiful Viburnum Opulus. This will be available
for quiet times for anyone visiting Bosham House and for our monthly
· Goodwill and Support Fund
This is a Fund that many of you contribute to and which helps us with
the day-to-day running of the Trust. We draw on it all through the
year, but currently since August 2006 it stands at £3,435.88.
Thank you for your generosity!
Farewell to Rosemary Darby, a dear Friend and Trustee of The Hamblin
It is with love tinged with sadness that we announce the passing of
our dear friend and Trustee, Rosemary Elizabeth Darby. Rosemary passed
into the Light on Easter Sunday. She had spent a happy morning at
Church and her passing was instant and painless. We give thanks to
have known such a beautiful soul and for a life lived fully and vibrantly.
Rosemary became a Trustee of The Hamblin Trust in January 2004. She
first came across HT Hamblin in 1973 and became profoundly influenced
by his life and writings. Whenever an opportunity presented itself,
Rosemary encouraged fellow seekers to hold the vision high and, as
HT Hamblin said, ‘to think God’s Thoughts after Him’.
Latterly, as Trustee, Rosemary was able to extend her positive influence
further by actively promoting HT Hamblin’s books; supporting
each member of the Hamblin team working at Bosham House and the pearls
of wisdom she offered at the Trust’s monthly book group meeting.
Her wise ways and loving kindness will be greatly missed by all who
Over the Threshold by Vicky Willson
I write this as I am recuperating from a mysterious virus. Over a
week ago I awoke with a persistent headache which was later accompanied
by nausea. After a miserable day, I thought a good night’s sleep
would do the trick but was surprised to find myself overtaken by vomiting
and weakness. Days went by, my weight reduced and I was shocked to
find what had been a relatively healthy body diminished into something
frail and dehydrated. As I wasn’t making progress at home it
was decided I should be admitted to hospital to go on a drip
I had assumed that as soon as I entered the hospital a clean, crisp
bed would be waiting for me. How wrong I was! After sitting around
in a wheelchair I was ushered into a small room where various tests
were administered. Then at last a bed was ready for me while I waited
to be seen by a doctor which was when an amazing thing happened –
I started to feel better even though I hadn’t received any treatment!
The vomiting stopped and I began to take notice of what was going
on around me in the busy medical assessment unit. Even though I couldn’t
see the patients in the beds next to mine, I could hear very clearly
the conversations between them and the hospital staff. I began to
realise that I was surrounded by an atmosphere of love and care and
it was this that was making me feel so much better....
My Father, the poet and writer Derek Neville by Jonathan Neville
My father, Derek Neville was born in the early years of the last century;
he never knew his parents and was brought up by two maiden aunts within
a strict and austere atmosphere. He left school with relatively little
education, just being grateful to be out of the hated, repressive
environment. However, his love of words determined the direction of
his life and he set about providing himself with his own education
to the point where he could quote virtually any line of Shakespeare
Derek started writing at an early age and soon developed an ability
to express himself through poetry that became entwined with his philosophy
of life and religion. His religious beliefs differed from those of
traditional Christianity as he looked to cut through the pomp and
ceremony to look for the real people
I remember the bells that pealed
When we walked to Church across the field,
But one of the loveliest sights I saw
Were roses growing by the door.
I buried my face in the family pew
And thought of the roses wet with dew.
When the others had turned to prayer,
I thought of the roses growing there.
I thought of the clusters red and white,
I thought for long of the lovely sight,
Of the roses that grew outside the door,
That lived the life, and knew the law.
The people sang, and the parson prayed,
And under the window the roses swayed.
I did not know what the Litany meant,
But how I remember that lovely scent!
It stole through the Church; it pervaded the air,
As lovely, as holy, as anything there.
And, oh, its sweet presence, its infinite charm,
Was better than sermon, Epistle or Psalm.
And now? - I’ve forgotten the collects we read;
I cannot recall what the clergyman said.
But I know that the Creed and the laws of Moses
Were not for me and not for the roses.
A Request from the heart
My father wrote an autobiography but he never finished it. If anyone
feels they have the skills and wherewithal to put the manuscript into
print, I would be pleased to talk to them. My contact details are:
Tel. 01263 587564
What God Intends by Sophia Roberts
We are made for goodness, we are made for love, we are made for laughter,
we are made for joy, we are made for transcendence.
Making Sense of Non-sense
As I write this Gerry and Kate McCann, the parents of Madeleine are
suffering unimaginable anguish following the abduction of their daughter.
I doubt very much whether they and the countless others who are, and
have been, the victims of undeserved suffering will readily agree
that life is good. Many will also reject the sort of God who, on the
face of it, is powerless to intervene and prevent suffering.
This will particularly apply if God has hitherto been perceived as
a sort of cosmic Santa Claus who unfailingly looks after his own.
At such times devotees are bound to be bitterly disappointed. Because
God doesn’t promise to fix anything; neither can we expect to
be rescued. Christians, or followers of any other faith, are not exempt
from suffering. The only promise is the one made to Abraham: ‘I
will be with you.’ We can know this for ourselves if we call
out; and if we listen.
Beyond All Telling
If we want a wider view of life we must be brave. Only the mysterious
God who embraces all things – light and dark, pain and joy,
life and death and whom it is beyond our capacity to understand -
can offer any sort of comfort.
If we have courage enough to meet this God in the prayer that arises
from silence and emptiness we come to know that we are cherished by
a God who loves us, and in whom we can dare to trust. The knowledge
that we are valuable and valued is beyond thought or emotion; it is
not found in books, or speech. If we are to know it in our guts, we
must discover and experience it for ourselves, Thereby we will come
to recognise that God’s Will for us is the better way and we
will be able to pray: ‘My refuge and my fortress; my God, in
whom I trust.’
Let Go and Let God
How we pray is unimportant because God always listens - no matter
what we have to say, or how we say it. What we must do, however, is
to approach God with a spirit of utter openness, without preconceived
notions about who or what and without anticipating the response.
The advantage of coming before God in meditation is that it necessarily
precludes the view that we can only know courtesy of our thoughts
or feelings. If we can cease to use language - giving, receiving and
interpreting signals – we are better able to become what God
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Thank you all for everything that you do at Bosham House and always
producing such an interesting magazine. Being a writer I appreciate
so much the problems of producing a magazine on time. The yellow gorse
on the March/April cover is really lovely, a feeling of Spring, love
and hope. Also my favourite colour.
Robert Harrold, London
I would like to take this opportunity to say what a beautiful job
I feel you and others do with ‘New Vision’ with such attractive
design (most of all the covers) as well as the very widely accessible
Jeremy Hayward, The White Eagle Lodge
Your editorial in the March/April issue was delightful! It was really
good to read about Mohammed Yunus. It just reminds us how things can
be. I really liked the article “Becoming An Elder” by
Honor Griffiths too - wisdom is badly needed in our society! I also
enjoyed “God’s Unfolding Dream” by Patricia Claxton
– discernment is very important and it’s good to be reminded
of it. I also was very taken with the Bristol Goodwill article –
what a wonderful and practical contribution to helping to increase
Fif Hugenholtz, New South Wales
I am enclosing a cheque for an extra copy of March/April New Vision
and a copy of the book “The Open Door” by HT Hamblin.
It was such a delight to see your back page of photos taken of the
Winter Solstice candle lighting ceremony and also your words printed
on page 3. Neither my son or I were able to be there and I would like
to be able to send him a copy of his father’s candle being lit.
It is all very meaningful. Thank you for this imaginative and spiritual
Margaret Godfrey, Somerset
My husband, Norman, and I have both enjoyed the very fine article
Brother Wolf...The Story of St. Francis Wolf Sanctuary in the May/June
issue of New Vision. I will loan this edition of New Vision to several
Louise Wilson, Bowser, Canada
I especially liked Michael Donnelly's article/homily '”Great
Expectations” in the May/June issue of New Vision. It's a charming
story which has a lot to teach us all and I am reminded of the saying,
‘Be careful that what you ask for is what you really want.'
Every gift comes with its learning experience.
Stephanie Sorrell, Cumbria
I must admit that at first I regretted the demise of the “little
blue book” which was so handy for the bedside table or to put
in one’s handbag, but change must come and you have produced
a very beautiful magazine and brought it up to date in a wise and
loving way. It provides a great service and teaching when the world
needs all the information and encouragement to reach up higher and
to put aside fear and negativity.
Ken and Audrey Williams, Tasmania
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