Menosophical [men-oh-soffy-cul]; the condition of waxing introspective

Here it is.  A year in which much awaits and all we can do is meet it with the best we have in us at any given moment.

In these first few weeks, for me, the work of finding my permanent abode must take precedence above just about all else.  There is much I would rather be doing, but it entails having the space and environment in which to do it.  Your prayers and wishes for a quick and smooth outcome in this regard would be appreciated!

So much of the past dozen weeks has been spent in transition, that it would be easy to lose sight of the fact that I have a strong spiritual call and that much of the future is to be spent in continuing my researches and studies in this regard.

Writing figures largely in that process - indeed it is the aid to 'process' - and it was the key reason for starting blogging.

As all of you who blog know, it tends to take on a life of its own!  It also brings in connections and potential new friends and widens the horizon.  A different sort of support is found as well as inspiration.  It is educational and entertaining.

Not to mention addictive...

...Meanwhile, back on the travel-track, after a family Christmas and solo Boxing day, the YAMster rose at 4am on the morning of the 27th December and headed down to Edinburgh's Waverley train station.  Bad weather had been advised, but the train still ran. Very slowly at times, due to high winds, but eventually it got Grantham, where all alighted and boarded buses to various other stations for further connections by rail.  In my case that was Ely and then on to Ipswich.

Yes, I am again visiting Aitch and Lady Victoria.  A bit of respite from all that festive stuff.

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Did I mention that the flat I am staying at in Edinburgh, has something of a view?

This was Christmas Eve morning, looking across to the Pentland Hills.







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Waverley Station is very beautiful - this is the main waiting hall... and what does one see from a speeding train after the sun finally comes up?

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Flooded fields...those are hedgerows you see there!

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Power stations...

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...and amazing sky displays!

6 comments:

  1. Hope you find a home soon and yes you do have a view.
    Had a spot of rain.
    Merle............

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  2. Only someone brought up in the East Midlands (i.e.me) would be looking at today's pictures and be trying to identify the power station. Ferrybridge?
    Cheers! Gail.

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  3. Glad you're having another chance to visit Aitch and Lady Victoria.
    The ceiling of the Waverley station is indeed lovely, but so is the something of a view from the window of the flat. I love the tower, and the hills.
    Nuclear power stations tend to make me shudder, but beautiful skies are a firm favourite.
    Do keep in touch re your potential and/or decided place to nest.
    Luv, K

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  4. I have my fingers crossed that you will find a satisfactory abode soon. I enjoyed your photographs!

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  5. Hari OM
    Merle - thank you m'dear - and glad you got some moisture!

    Bertie/Gail - ah now you're asking. From a train it's hard to know for sure one's whereabouts... there is only one tall stack here so maybe not Ferrybridge, but the other one nearby? Same area definitely!!

    Kay - these are the old coal-fired variety of power creators; not nuclear. Still shuddersome I suppose, but we will have electricity...

    Eva - nice to see you and thanks!!

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  6. That view is fantastic. Even if the mountain in the background does block it somewhat...

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