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as mentioned previously in my post Chruch Bells are ringing, I got to help ring the 5 minute bell calling worshippers to service 🙂  I have hereby added some info about bell ringing.  Before I left the Tower Captain gave me a wee book that all learners receive called : ‘This book belongs to…..who is learning to Ring Bells at…… and a whole load of other information on the front. Inside the book is a treasure trove of information on bell ringing as well as do’s and dont’s! One of which is never go near bells which are ‘up’.

My little escapade involved ringing the bell on the back-stroke (=tail-stroke).  So here is some info about that:

Rules to remember:

1. Keep hands together

2. Arms straight

3. Look ahead

4. Feet slightly apart

5. Pull should be:-

-straight, vertical, close to body

-gentle and even: just keep the rope tight & “feel your horse’s mouth”

-all the way down, until your thumbs point downwards – try to throw the rope thru a hole in the floor at ‘X’ (metaphorically speaking)

6. Catch the sally at about waistheight and allow it to rise to the balance.

Other info:

all ringing starts and ends with rounds.

there are different ‘methods’ of ringing;  the names of which alone, are melodic:

“Grandsire Doubles”; “Cambridge Surprise Minor”; “Oxford Bob Triples”; “kent Treble Bob Major”

Some different types of ringing:

‘Method Ringing’; ‘Plain Hunting’; ‘Good Striking’; ‘Coursing Order’; ‘Plain Bob’; ‘Bobs’; ‘A Touch’; ‘Plain Bob Minor’; ‘Treble Bob’; ‘Stedman Doubles’.

Ringing is based more on rhythm and method than musicality, and having an ear for music is not essential.  There is a method for tying the rope, pulling the rope, the count, standing and calling out. Fascinating world and far more involved than I ever imagined, it takes months, even years to learn to ring properly and takes dedicated attention.

The church where I got to ring the bells is St Edward’s King & Martyr in Cambridge 🙂

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how fortunate I am….today I got to realise a long-held dream….to ring church bells.

I accompanied my client to church this morning, and without any warning as we entered he suggested to one of the vergers that I be allowed to help ring the bells!!!

I was gob-smacked and delighted, with no hesitation, I was up the stairs in a flash before they could change their minds.

What a thrill.   I had to stand on a special spot, and helped to ring the 5-minute bell calling the worshippers to service. My role was the back-ring, and I pulled the rope in harmony with the leader of the group. I had to hold the lower end of the rope firmly in my hands one above the other, and pull down firmly towards the ground and then she would pull the upper part of the rope and release it.  I had to hang on though as the rope lifted my arms above my head and not let go.  It was great fun and I felt the pull of the rope, lifting my feet off the floor.  I was reminded of Christmas cards that depict the Monks pulling the ropes and being lifted off the floor, skirts flying 🙂

Rope pulling is not just a case of yanking a piece of rope and hoping the bell will ring; it has a definite method and rhythm with a leader who calls time.  there are a number of different patterns and names for the different tunes played. 

The church where I enjoyed this little escapade has stood on that spot for over 800 years and has enjoyed a few re-incarnations, starting off in wooden form.

So dreams do come true….and sometimes at the most unexpected times. 🙂

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Today being Sunday, I am of course blogging about religion and spirituality (just because I like to be orderly).

As a child my mother used to send us to Church (Sunday school) every week.   There we got to learn about Christ and Christian principles and about God.  We also had a load of fun colouring in pictures and listening to stories, and one of my most vivid memories of Christ was of him dressed in a long pure-white robe, a long vibrant sapphire blue cloak over that, brown sandals long brown hair and a beautiful smile.   That image was portrayed in a large book my Mother had given us of Bible Stories.

As we got older and started going to grown-up Church, sometimes my Mother (or Father – depending on whom we were living with at the time) would come with us, most times not), I recall that the preacher – of whichever church was nearest at the time (we moved a lot), would stand on his pulpit and either preach about how God would punish us for various sins etc and banish us to hell, or would preach about a loving God who forgave all sins.   This confused the heck out of me and I could not relate that to the pictures I had seen in the book or the stories I had read. (I do confess I have never read the bible through, only got as far as Genesis and touched on Revelations, as well as briefly on others in between).

In the fullness of time church went out the window and religion took a back-seat to real life, and we practised what my Mother called a ‘shot-gun’ religion – church for weddings, christenings, funerals and the occasional seasonal catch up.   Although I then considered myself to be a Christian the reality was that I did not lead a Christian lifestyle.   Neither I, nor my siblings were either; Baptised, Christened or whatever.   We had conflicting experiences of how life should be lived and how life was lived – leading to total confusion.   Although I pretty much gave up on ‘religion’ per se, I was still curious and over the years I investigated, albeit briefly, different religions; touching on Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, I went to different churches: Methodist; Church of England; Catholic; and Baptist and even ventured into the world of Seventh Day Adventists.

When my daughter went to school, I sent her to a Catholic School for most of her junior years, the result of which that she has sworn off religion for life (so far).  (Actually, the Toasim venture, was unwittingly mitigated by her; through a Chinese school friend she was helping to learn English and who was teaching her Mandarin in return.)   We were totally taken with the whole experience and faithfully attended services every Friday, which lasted till they told us that cats don’t have souls!   Bearing in mind: I am a cat lover of note, had five cats at the time, one of whom had just been killed by a car that very day – bad timing).  Taosim went out the window.

On the rare occasion I have attended church since my childhood, it is usually to pray for someone else (I do believe in an Almighty God/Entity), to attend Easter Service or Christmas Eve Mass (I enjoy the carols) and for weddings, funerals, christenings and very occasionally just because I want to enjoy the spiritual environment.   Other than that I am totally taken with old churches and cathedrals and love wandering about whether they be whole or in ruins.   It is more for the aesthetic beauty than religious, and I also love the traditions.

Which brings me to spirituality.   I would consider myself to be a spiritual person; I had an amazing experience at Date With Destiny (see my book).   And I have been thinking; what is religion as opposed to spirituality and how does spirituality fit into our daily lives?   Doing some research, of course my first stop was Wikipedia and this is what I found.

Traditionally, religions have regarded spirituality as an integral aspect of religious experience and have long claimed that secular (non-religious) people cannot experience “true” spirituality. Many do still equate spirituality with religion, but declining membership of organised religions and the growth of secularism in the western world has given rise to a broader view of spirituality.

Secular spirituality carries connotations of an individual having a spiritual outlook, which is more personalized, less structured, more open to new ideas/influences, and more pluralistic than that of the doctrinal faiths of organized religions. At one end of the spectrum, even some atheists are spiritual.   While atheism tends to lean towards scepticism regarding supernatural claims and the existence of an actual “spirit”, some atheists define “spiritual” as nurturing thoughts, emotions, words and actions that are in harmony with a belief that the entire universe is, in some way, connected; even if only by the mysterious flow of cause and effect at every scale.

Some modern religions also see spirituality in everything: see pantheism and neo-Pantheism. In a similar vein, Religious Naturalism has a spiritual attitude towards the awe, majesty and mystery it sees in the natural world.

For a Christian, to refer to him or herself as “more spiritual than religious” may (but not always) imply relative deprecation of rules, rituals, and tradition while preferring an intimate relationship with God. The basis for this belief is that Jesus Christ came to free humankind from those rules, rituals, and traditions, giving humankind the ability to “walk in the spirit” thus maintaining a “Christian” lifestyle through that one-to-one relationship with God.

Interesting!   This is just a small sample of what I found.  What are your thoughts?   Of course there is much, much more on the internet and the subject could be beaten to death, however, please bear in mind that I am not decrying, deriding or slating any religion, belief or way of life, in any way – I am just voicing what is my belief and how I have experienced life.   I do not wish to be ‘converted’ and if you leave any comments kindly do so at a constructive level, respecting the fact that everyone has a different set of beliefs, values and their own model of the world and that in my opinion we are all correct in our thinking and that we all have the right to our own beliefs.   I also do not feel that any one religion or religious sect, or way of thinking or set of beliefs, is either right or wrong; it just is.   How I do wish that we could all accept that.

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Prepare yourself for fame.  We’ve all tried to imagine what it would be like to be famous.  Going to the shops in a chauffeur-driven limo, treated like royalty and waited on hand and foot.  These days, being a celebrity is a job in itself – it can happen to almost anyone and some people are truly awful at it.   So don’t be negative about your ambitions to be rich and famous – just make sure that when you get there, you know how to behave and not make a fool of yourself.

When you are famous and you’re walking down the red carpet at a film premier and people are screaming at you for an autograph, you should have your signature practised to perfection. Make it suitable flamboyant and never refuse to give it to someone.   Practise your superstar walk too!

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One of the things I love most about being away from London, is coming back.   I never get tired of the view of the Thames as the train crosses the bridge!   My heart always gives a little leap of joy, and no matter what the weather, be it grey or raining or sunny, it always looks just beautiful.

Coming back to London means a lot of things to me.

It means seeing my daughter again, getting a warm hug, enjoying time with her catching up on news.   We get to enjoy a visit to our favourite coffee shops a) Starbucks for coffee and b) Costas for hot chocolate. yummy 🙂

Also, if I am in town long enough, I get to spend an hour or so with one or two of my friends, which is never enough and the time flies by too quickly.

Being in London means visiting my storage unit to offload stuff I acquired from the last trip and recycling my clothes.  I get awfully bored wearing the same stuff for 2-4 weeks in a row.  Visiting my storgae unit, is like going shopping at a 2nd-hand charity shop, except I don’t have to pay for the stuff coz I already own it.

I get to go see a movie again, if there is time.  I get to see Buckingham Palace or the London Eye or the Houses of Parliament and Big Ben.  I always, if I am leaving from Charing Cross on my next trip, make a stop at Trafalgar Square and say hello to Nelson.

I love to watch the changing seasons with a fresh eye and to my delight, on this return – I got to see a light dusting of snow everywhere.   That also means it is bleedin cold and I nearly froze between the station and home last night.

My daughter and son-in-law treated me to a great, late Xmas dinner and my daughter (bless her) went all out with a marvellous spread for her (95%) vegetarian Mom (not that I am a veggie myself 😉 ).  We had a lovely cassis that went straight to my head and I got all silly and giggly as I do when imbibing.

They had loads of pressies for me and it was lots of fun ripping the paper off to reveal the contents, one of which was a pair of wellies!!!    I have so wanted a pair of wellies since Feb 09 when we had all that snow.   My daughter is a very thoughtful gift buyer!!!   My son-in-law attempted to teach me how to play the new game they got for Xmas from a friend, which is a Playstation Dance UK set.  But, since I have 2 left feet and no hand/foot eye co-ordination whatsoever (I would be a real challenge for the Strictly Come Dancing lot), we were in hysterics at my attempts to put my feet where they were meant to be.  I scored a very hopeless tally.   A fun evening had by all.

This morning it is up and about to catch up on appointments, meet my chica for lunch and in the evening catch up on new developments and training with WorldVentures.   Apparently there is new information and I am looking forward to meeting up with other members.

Then it’s off again tomorrow!

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I managed to get some photos in Hove this afternoon, here are a few of them.

Hove - St Johns Church (I think)

The Floral Clock in Hove

faded grandeur - Regency houses in Hove

a park near the beachfront

looking towards Brighton Pier

a Sunday afternoon stroll along the Promenade - Hove

Queen Victoria keeping a beady eye on passersby

pretty building, lacey balconys - a flavour of France?

sun starting to set over the sea - Hove

between sea and sky - Hove late afternoon 03.01.10

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