“All Life Is Beautiful”
Where everybody in this world sees that everything is up for grabs provided they can pay for it, nothing is sacred anymore.
I ask or question what is really important in your lives, to have enough food on the table so that you need not starve or to adorn yourselves with so many material things that one loses sight of what is truly important in one’s life.
When a child is suffering in pain with an illness that is rare and maybe a cure is not always possible to obtain, parents would be prepared to sacrifice all they have for the restoration of that life, because it is so dear to them.
Nothing for them matters except the cure for their child. That is the single most important thing. During that time span they are in a state of grace and much confusion. Why did it happen to them and what can they do to sort the matter out?
They soon realise that it is out of their control and they must rely on a Higher Power to deliver back to them safely the child they adore. Once that situation rights itself and the child returns to normal health, the lives of the parents are never the same again.
They finally have different values. They start to see all life as precious and sacred. For people of this world, severe conditions need to be experienced so that life changing attitudes can alter and a different prospective is given.
We all go through this in own lives. No one is exempt and this is how we finally move on and begin to see that all life must be treated with reverence and respect, whether we are too late to make a substantial difference at that time or whether we act a little later on is immaterial.
The point is to act and to change the way we treat others both human, animal or plant life. We all live in this world together. We are all interconnected and the experiences we have can either harm or help one another.
This planet is for all God’s creation and must be treated with respect. We must start to see the bigger picture and to see what is truly important to keep our planet alive and functioning.
If we devastate crops through lack of moisture and fertilizer, their yields become non-existent and we are not fed. If animals are hunted and slaughtered for game and fun, we are denied their beauty, their reason for being a part of this planet.
We must learn to coexist with all creatures, because they all have their place within this planet. All serve a purpose to restore balance.
The medicines to help children and humans to survive are often found in remote areas of our planet. If we destroy their habitat for greed or plunder, so in time we will destroy ourselves.
All things that are natural on this earth have a place, to feed us, to keep us warm and to secure our health when we are sick. These natural things are for our benefit. They will not destroy us.
Medication that is artificially produced will harm us, as the side-effects will change the unique balance the body has to maintain health. All our needs are provided by this planet.
All serve a unique purpose and we must learn to respect this, to see these things as truly important and never to take life for granted. All life is beautiful, so its presence is important. Cherish it in case it is no more.
Mankind is the greatest destroyer of life this world has ever known and it takes a critical time in their lives to bring them finally to their senses and to see what is truly important.
Jenny Ayers
Tuesday, 17th April 2012
We were kindly sent an article recently that we found very moving and informative and so expressive of the vibratory levels of loving energy that we have lost throughout the world by our insensitivity and lack of appreciation of the greater intelligence beyond our own.
Rescued elephant herds inexplicably gather to mourn South Africa’s “Elephant Whisperer”
posted by Rob Kerby, Senior Editor
For 12 hours, two herds of wild South African elephants slowly made their way through the Zululand bush until they reached the house of late author Lawrence Anthony, the conservationist who had saved their lives.
The formerly violent, rogue elephants, destined to be shot a few years ago as pests, had been rescued and rehabilitated by Anthony, who had grown up in the bush and was known as the “Elephant Whisperer.”
For two days the herds loitered at Anthony’s rural compound on the vast Thula Thula game reserve – to say good-bye to the man they loved. But how did they know he had died March 7?
Known for his unique ability to calm traumatized elephants, Anthony had become a legend. He is the author of three books, Baghdad Ark, detailing his efforts to rescue the animals at Baghdad Zoo during the Iraqi war, the forthcoming The Last Rhinos, and his bestselling The Elephant Whisperer.
There are two elephant herds at Thula Thula. According to his son Dylan, both arrived at the Anthony family compound shortly after the author’s death.
“They had not visited the house for a year and a half and it must have taken them about 12 hours to make the journey,” Dylan is quoted in various local news accounts. “The first herd arrived on Sunday and the second herd, a day later. They all hung around for about two days before making their way back into the bush.”
Elephants have long been known to mourn their dead. In India, baby elephants often are raised with a boy who will be their lifelong “mahout.” The pair develop legendary bonds – and it is not uncommon for one to waste away without a will to live after the death of the other.
But these are wild elephants in the 21st century, not some Rudyard Kipling novel.
The first herd to arrive at Thula Thula several years ago were violent. They hated humans. Anthony found himself fighting a desperate battle for their survival and their trust, which he detailed in The Elephant Whisperer:
“It was 4:45 a.m. and I was standing in front of Nana, an enraged wild elephant, pleading with her in desperation. Both our lives depended on it. The only thing separating us was an 8,000-volt electric fence that she was preparing to flatten and make her escape.
“Nana, the matriarch of her herd, tensed her enormous frame and flared her ears.
“’Don’t do it, Nana,’ I said, as calmly as I could. She stood there, motionless but tense. The rest of the herd froze.
“’This is your home now,’ I continued. ‘Please don’t do it, girl.’
I felt her eyes boring into me.
“’They’ll kill you all if you break out. This is your home now. You have no need to run anymore.’
“Suddenly, the absurdity of the situation struck me,” Anthony writes. “Here I was in pitch darkness, talking to a wild female elephant with a baby, the most dangerous possible combination, as if we were having a friendly chat. But I meant every word. ‘You will all die if you go. Stay here. I will be here with you and it’s a good place.’
“She took another step forward. I could see her tense up again, preparing to snap the electric wire and be out, the rest of the herd smashing after her in a flash.
“I was in their path, and would only have seconds to scramble out of their way and climb the nearest tree. I wondered if I would be fast enough to avoid being trampled. Possibly not.
“Then something happened between Nana and me, some tiny spark of recognition, flaring for the briefest of moments. Then it was gone. Nana turned and melted into the bush. The rest of the herd followed. I couldn’t explain what had happened between us, but it gave me the first glimmer-of hope since the elephants had first thundered into my life.”
It had all started several weeks earlier with a phone call from an elephant welfare organization. Would Anthony be interested in adopting a problem herd of wild elephants? They lived on a game reserve 600 miles away and were “troublesome,” recalled Anthony.
“They had a tendency to break out of reserves and the owners wanted to get rid of them fast. If we didn’t take them, they would be shot.
“The woman explained, ‘The matriarch is an amazing escape artist and has worked out how to break through electric fences. She just twists the wire around her tusks until it snaps, or takes the pain and smashes through.’
“’Why me?’ I asked.
“’I've heard you have a way with animals. You’re right for them. Or maybe they’re right for you.’”
What followed was heart-breaking. One of the females and her baby were shot and killed in the round-up, trying to evade capture.
When the survivors arrived, “they were thumping the inside of the trailer like a gigantic drum. We sedated them with a pole-sized syringe, and once they had calmed down, the door slid open and the matriarch emerged, followed by her baby bull, three females and an 11-year-old bull.”
Last off was the 15-year-old son of the dead mother. “He stared at us,” writes Anthony, “flared his ears and with a trumpet of rage, charged, pulling up just short of the fence in front of us.
“His mother and baby sister had been shot before his eyes, and here he was, just a teenager, defending his herd. David, my head ranger, named him Mnumzane, which in Zulu means ‘Sir’. We christened the matriarch Nana, and the second female-in-command, the most feisty, Frankie, after my wife.
“We had erected a giant enclosure within the reserve to keep them safe until they became calm enough to move out into the reserve proper.
“Nana gathered her clan, loped up to the fence and stretched out her trunk, touching the electric wires. The 8,000-volt charge sent a jolt shuddering through her bulk. She backed off. Then, with her family in tow, she strode the entire perimeter of the enclosure, pointing her trunk at the wire to check for vibrations from the electric current.
“As I went to bed that night, I noticed the elephants lining up along the fence, facing out towards their former home. It looked ominous. I was woken several hours later by one of the reserve’s rangers, shouting, ‘The elephants have gone! They’ve broken out!’ The two adult elephants had worked as a team to fell a tree, smashing it onto the electric fence and then charging out of the enclosure.
“I scrambled together a search party and we raced to the border of the game reserve, but we were too late. The fence was down and the animals had broken out.
“They had somehow found the generator that powered the electric fence around the reserve. After trampling it like a tin can, they had pulled the concrete-embedded fence posts out of the ground like matchsticks, and headed north.”
The reserve staff chased them – but had competition. “We met a group of locals carrying large caliber rifles, who claimed the elephants were ‘fair game’ now. On our radios we heard the wildlife authorities were issuing elephant rifles to staff. It was now a simple race against time.”
Anthony managed to get the herd back onto Thula Thula property, but problems had just begun:
“Their bid for freedom had, if anything, increased their resentment at being kept in captivity. Nana watched my every move, hostility seeping from every pore, her family behind her. There was no doubt that sooner or later they were going to make another break for freedom.
“Then, in a flash, came the answer. I would live with the herd. To save their lives, I would stay with them, feed them, talk to them. But, most importantly, be with them day and night. We all had to get to know each other.”
It worked, as the book describes in detail, notes the London Daily Mail newspaper.
Anthony was later offered another troubled elephant — one that was all alone because the rest of her herd had been shot or sold, and which feared humans. He had to start the process all over again.
And as his reputation spread, more “troublesome” elephants were brought to Thula Thula.
So, how after Anthony’s death, did the reserve’s elephants — grazing miles away in distant parts of the park — know?
“A good man died suddenly,” says Rabbi Leila Gal Berner, Ph.D., “and from miles and miles away, two herds of elephants, sensing that they had lost a beloved human friend, moved in a solemn, almost ‘funereal’ procession to make a call on the bereaved family at the deceased man’s home.”
“If there ever were a time, when we can truly sense the wondrous ‘interconnectedness of all beings,’ it is when we reflect on the elephants of Thula Thula. A man’s heart’s stops, and hundreds of elephants’ hearts are grieving. This man’s oh-so-abundantly loving heart offered healing to these elephants, and now, they came to pay loving homage to their friend.”
Michael has been reading this remarkable book and would recommend it without reservation to anyone who loves animals and/or senses the universal understanding that joins us all together. The lady who sent me the article above wrote:
I spent 3 months in South Africa & Zimbabwe when I was 15 & fell in love with all wild life, especially elephants & big cats. They do seem to forge strong bonds with us, as well as each other.
I will always remember how a baby elephant kept me company in Thailand when I was 21. Was meant to do a scuba diving course, but my whole body reacted to mosquito bites & ended up just lying comatose by swimming pool with this elephant by my side every day until I could move again, 4 days later..
Then I did a 4 day elephant trek in Nepal, after my trek thru Himalayas Spring 2005. And again a 4 week baby elephant got very attached to me, its mother wouldn't let anyone close except me! Even the park keepers were amazed. Then had more encounters in Cambodia 2007, so I can say from my own experience that they are indeed very in tune & very intelligent & absolutely adorable.
Cried for days when I was on safari in Kenya 1989, as only elephants we saw were shot dead by poachers for their tusks! So being with a wild family of them in Nepal 2005 was really special...
Then there were stories from the Indonesian Tsunami of elephants ('domesticated ones') wrenching out stakes that they were tied to and grabbing children to run uphill with them in time to miss the incoming wave, again more intelligent than us on occasions!.
And Dr Daphne Sheldrick has saved hundreds of baby elephants, after researching for years to find the right milk formula for them, as they kept dying, but eventually she succeeded and ran an elephant orphanage in Kenya, rescuing babies orphaned by ivory poachers. Thankfully there are 'good' people, who really do care about all of life, enough to make a difference.
Ivory Wars: Out of Africa – BBC1 9.00pm Thursday, 12th April 2012
We found this programme especially upsetting, as it showed quite clearly the extent of the ivory poaching, almost leading to extinction of elephants in some areas of Africa and the insatiable greed of the Chinese people for illegal ivory and the flouting of the sales laws to supply certification of legal sales, in other words it was big business in illegal poached ivory sales.
THE FACTS
1.3 million was the African population in 1979. By 1989 only 600,000 remained.
91 member nations signed up to the UN’s 1989 Cites ban on the trade in ivory.
155 tonnes of ivory were exported via two Cites sanctioned “one-off” legal sales to Japan and China.
2,367 or more elephants were poached in 2011, the highest number since the ban began.
Lost Teachings of Atlantis
Theft, Brutality,
War, & Famine -
Exist not without Selfishness
Imagine a world
Full of people who are ALL
Loving unselfishly -
does any self go without receiving
Love?
All receive Love.
Imagine a world full of people who
ALL love selfishly -
do any go without receiving Love?
None receive Love.
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Public Demonstrations of Jenny and Michael Ayers for SUMMER 2012
Sunday, 6th May 2012
03.00pm Eastbourne Christian Spiritualist Church, Eastbourne, East Sussex
03.00pm Eastbourne Christian Spiritualist Church, Eastbourne, East Sussex
Sunday, 10th June 2012
06.30pm Crawley Spiritualist Church, Gossops Green, West Sussex
06.30pm Crawley Spiritualist Church, Gossops Green, West Sussex
Saturday, 23rd June 2012
07.30pm St John Ambulance Hall, Ramsgate, Kent
07.30pm St John Ambulance Hall, Ramsgate, Kent
Wednesday, 22nd August 2012
07.30pm Crawley Spiritualist Church, Gossops Green, West Sussex
07.30pm Crawley Spiritualist Church, Gossops Green, West Sussex
COLOUR KEY TO EVENTS
Demonstration of Clairvoyance
Divine Service including Clairvoyance
Demonstration of Clairvoyance
Divine Service including Clairvoyance
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