A collection of thoughts on the often very difficult, yet amazing and magical journey that is life...

A book being written (and updated as I write)...

Following on from Craigs Rainbow books (on South Africa)

"At home in South Africa, I have sometimes said in big meetings, where you have black and white together:

'Raise your hands!' Then I've said, Move your hands,' and I've said: 'Look at your hands - different colours representing different people. You are the rainbow people of God.'

And you remember the rainbow in the Bible is the sign of peace. The rainbow is the sign of prosperity. We want peace, prosperity and justice.... and we can have it when all the people of God, the rainbow people of God work together."

- Desmond Tutu, preaching in Tromso, north of the Arctic Circle in Norway (5th December 1991)

From The Rainbow People of God by Desmond Tutu

Edited by John Allen

Foreword by Nelson Mandela

First published in 1994 by Doubleday, a division of Transworld Publishers

“It was the rainbow

gave thee birth,

And left thee all her lovely hues.”

“No vision and you perish; No Ideal, and you’re lost; Your heart must ever cherish Some faith at any cost. Some hope, some dream to cling to, Some rainbow in the sky, Some melody to sing to, Some service that is high.”

"Do not follow the well-beaten track of others towards success - like the rainbow, it is often an illusion always just beyond our reach. Make your own path and let your spirit blaze a brilliant trail towards the pot of gold, the prize for the gift - one that is uniquely you and YOUR successful journey down the mysterious and magical river of life.”

"Life is about finding, then following the dream... and one's dream/vision comes to reality through believing in yourself, making the commitment and then creating it."

- craig

www.craiglockbooks.com

www.craigsquotes.wordpress.com

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

Where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is doubt, faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

Where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,

grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;

to be understood, as to understand;

to be loved, as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive.

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.

Amen

- St Francis of Assisi

For dearest mom

RIP

PPS

High Flight

A poem written by John Gillespie Magee.

“Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth

And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth

Of sun-split clouds – and done a hundred things

You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there

I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung

My eager craft through footless halls of air.

Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,

I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or even eagle flew -

And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod

The high untresspassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand and touched the face of God.”

- Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee

No 412 squadron, RCAF

Killed 11 December 1941

High Flight is a poem written by John Gillespie Magee.