I saw the Guest at the door. Fingers texting a message. 'I've arrived!' perhaps.
The glass door framed the figure, so tall, so very tall but with an aura of humility.
I was in my 'other' space. The one where something other than my egoic self takes over and I happily relinquish responsibility to this 'other'. Events unfold so quickly in this role I play every day there is no time to be self conscious.
I dive into the moment like a dolphin through a wave, and open the door. A passing thought calls out to me, it says "They're lovely!", but then it's gone and I cruise joyfully out the other side.
A smile, a real smile. I am always so happy to meet a new someone, a soul I haven't met before.
The Guest steps through the open doorway bowing their head. So tall, so very tall.
'Welcome!' I say, how are you? 'Fine thank you' is the reply and I take them up to their room. I ask them where they have come from today, but I do not recall the reply because I am already enchanted.
I float through my usual pleasantries, but something is different. Something is not as it normally is. I feel at home. Safe. Certain. Something has become perfect.
I leave my Guest to their room and go downstairs.
What is this?
How is it that I feel as I do? So at ease, so calm. I feel right somehow, rested as if a lifetime of searching has brought me to this moment and at last I can be at Peace.
My Guest goes out for dinner and I reassure them their key will work to let them in again when they return. It feels so normal to soothe the concern in this person I only just met.
In the morning I make breakfast and my Guest sits at my table as if they always have. We talk. Of course we do, it's like we always have.
They tell me a fraction of their story and I a fraction of mine, but I already know their story and it feels as if they know mine. It's like I've always known and they have too.
There is only a few minutes and then my Guest must leave.
We share a hug, because it's what we always do, and then a kiss upon the cheek because we always have. And then emotion, tears, because we may not have this connection ever again in this Life.
The Guest is gone and the door closes, and I am stunned and full of gratitude. I feel complete, whole and filled with a Oneness that is never to be lost.. or forgotten.
What good news it is that, for once, the Government is turning its attention to the environment. Cynics could say its all about votes, but then isn't it always? If its not about profits its always going to be about ensuring the future life of the party in some form. But any movement towards protecting the very thing that sustains life on planet earth must surely be welcome, no matter where it comes from, and this acknowledgment of the looming catastrophe caused by our plastic waste is a step in the right direction.
What is interesting, even more than Government directives, is the local movements for change. Here in Falmouth, Cornwall, UK there have been many groups making efforts to combat plastic waste and now a group called 'Plastic Free Falmouth' is wanting to bring our local efforts into harmony. After all, we truly are stronger together and co-ordinating activities seems like a wise move to me.
What can we as individuals do in the meantime? Well, one thing is we can get ourselves a litter picker and get out there clearing up the crap. I got mine off the internet (link below) its a brilliant piece of kit and saves having to grovel in all the rubbish other sapiens have left behind. Its actually quite good fun, gets you talking with others and the kids love it too. But best of all is the warm fuzzy feeling that you have made a difference. Because of you an animal might not have to die a horrible painful death. If that's not an incentive, I don't know what is!
Just to add to the above.. you can get cheaper versions of litter pickers but I really wouldn't bother. This one works well and I've shifted A LOT of rubbish with it - and it's still working. Another example of you get what you pay for!
Let's all do our little bit because all our little bits add up to a whole lot more. :-)
I've just finished reading the most extraordinary book.
You may have heard of it, you may have already read it, but if you haven't I would hesitate to suggest that you might consider doing so. You might find out some interesting things about someone very close to you.
Sapiens is the story of human beings.
If you were hoping to discover how our lives were better, kinder and more meaningful in quieter less frantic times you might be disappointed. I know I was. Somehow I wished our hunter gather ancestors lived a life so close to the natural world they barely experienced feelings of separation or loneliness. All was simple and pure and in tune with the natural order. And so it might have been to a degree. We can only guess these things from the example of present day hunter gatherer societies, who are all too rapidly being swallowed up by our ravenous greed for more at their expense. When left to their own devices as seen in Bruce Parry's remarkable film 'Tawai' (not yet available to buy, but showing in cinemas all over the UK) human beings (sapiens) can indeed live in perfect harmony with their surroundings, cause no damage to the environment and live peaceful contented lives. But why don't we?
Sapiens goes some way to explain what has happened. The benefit of hindsight is a wonderful thing.
It turns out we don't have it so bad these days after all. Back in hunter gatherer time it was all about survival. Food had to be found and it was a constant worry dependent on the kindness or otherwise of the spirits of time and place. They never could settle and put their feet up. Although something in me tells me they did do that in the good times, for as in all things there will have been good times as well as bad.
Sapiens is well worth reading and passing on to other sapiens when you're done.
Now I've started on the next book 'Homo Deus'. Its not looking good for us in the first few chapters.. Lets hope Yuval Noah Harari has some good news later on and it wont be extinction for sapiens.
Someone will get to find out!
In between the storms, the driving rain and howling wind, we have had some beautiful days.. When they come (and if we can) I think it is imperative that we seize the moment and get out and appreciate where we are. An hour or so in Nature can be so rewarding and really helps to calm the mind and ease the burdens of this Life.
I know I'm so lucky to live here in the South West of England. Down in Cornwall we rarely have snow, but on a bright morning such as the other day, the whole world had been touched by frost and somehow being out in that crisp wintery air enlivened my spirits and put the Spring back in my step. There should be photos to share but today the gremlins are in the machine, so imagination will have to do the job instead..
It would be so nice if weebly worked a bit better these days! So slow and wont load pictures.. Lessons in patience I think. I suspect they want me to upgrade.. more money to spend no doubt. Tiz a shame really because we all just want to get by, don't we?
Here's a funny thing..
When I was about four years old my Mum bought me a Premium Bond. It was so long ago that back then you could buy just one. Now you have to buy a hundred. Needless to say I've not bought many since. Struggling single Mums don't usually have too much to spare.
Anyway.. would you believe it, I just won twenty five quid on Ernie.
We were so excited we rushed out and bought a lottery ticket.. and won a hundred!
Happy New Year!
Necessity must truly be the mother of invention.
It seems there is nothing like a good old dose of fear to get the adrenalin pumping and the job done. (More about the reasons for that on another day).
I would much rather do things out of inspiration, but sadly I haven't felt inspired since England won the World Cup and I do believe that was before Neil Armstrong walked on the moon ffs and Englebert Humperdinck spent six weeks at Number 1 with his sideburns wailing for Release.. (weren't we all)
Yesterday I was struggling with all this technological (logical it aint) stuff, which evolves quicker than a Tuatara. If you take your eyes off the target for five minutes its turned into something else and you're screwed.
Its not fair. If I was 12 this would be a piece of wee. As it is its only my sense of humour that's 12 and that doesn't help with this gig.
Anyway, the point is yesterday I got the Google AdSense to add, and that my friend is a miracle. Can I score the double and get it to do it today?
Trying to make sense of new things isn't always easy.. I'm trying to work out Google AdSense. It seems more like Google NoSense to me and I am about to crack..
In fact if the windows weren't closed I very much suspect this effing laptop would be in the garden and I would be hitting the sherry by now (I hate sherry, its vile.. but as its left over from Christmas and its alcoholic I appreciate its merits).
As it is I'm battling on as I always seem to have to do, but eventually I know I will get to the point where I just cant take anymore and I will have to concede defeat - for today anyway.
Its been a hell of a day.
Its only January 3rd, but already I feel like I've been through the mincer.. twice.
The astrology tells us we had better get used to this pressure because there is no let up to be had. Buggeration.
If I can get a Google AdSense in this blog it will be an effing miracle..
Try, try, try again... and again.. and again..
A clear blue sky..
How rare these days to see such a sight!
Today this beautiful patch of blue allowed itself to be captured for an instant in time.
If I had turned around however you would have seen a very different view, the sky smothered with the criss-cross smoky lines of countless jet airplanes.
I often wonder at this invisible rainstorm that falls on our heads every day, every week, every month, every year. Surely it must be having an impact on our health? Even if you don't believe the conspiracy theorists who would say we are being deliberately poisoned from above, you must consider that such a relentless onslaught must eventually be detrimental to all life. www.chemtrailsprojectuk.com
And it's not like we have a choice!
Those who do not fly still have to breathe the consequences. A bit like sitting in a restaurant while the people on the next table smoke incessantly, wafting their poison all over you without a care. (Ahh.. Those were the days)
We stopped all that nonsense because non-smokers didn't like it (and why should they) and it was proven to be bad for our health (which it is), and so surely non-fliers must have a voice too?
But it seems they don't, not at this time anyway.
However blinkered we might be we must accept that in the end there will be no aviation fuel. It will be gone. It is a finite resource. One day the skies will clear of tiny metallic dots trailing goodness knows what in their wake. It is not a question of 'if,' it is just a matter of when.
Can we not change our habits before then? Can we not clean up our act now, before... well, just before the really bad stuff hits?
Can we not work as a team and say 'no' to a few things? Or are we so devoid of our individual power, common sense and belief that until we are told to do something by the powers that be, we simply cannot do it? Are we so focussed on our own wants that even when the blindingly obvious is dangled in front of us we refuse to see it?
How I wish we had visionaries in our Governments and not short-sighted career politicians with dollar signs in their eyes.
In the meantime asthma has reached pandemic proportions. Did you know that 40,000 people die prematurely in the UK every year from polluted air... Quite a thought. https://friendsoftheearth.uk/.../20-shocking-facts-about-air-pollution
When times are difficult and things get tough, it can help to raise our eyes from the immediate and take a look at the bigger picture.. so here it is.
At least this is one view of a bigger picture, my view yesterday from the Coast Path near Maenporth - and its not a bad one.
I had to walk to get this however, its not the one I see from my window. I had to break a sweat and push myself through this weird body lethargy I seem to have developed these last few years, but once I hit my stride it got easier and easier and this awesome serenity was my reward.
It's too easy to get lost in the troubles churning before us. It is a daily battle to rise above ones own thoughts that seem hell bent on ruining the day, the week, the month, the whole life. My mind is not my best friend at times and I can easily spiral into guilt, remorse, regret and negativity. I know those things like I know the back of my own hand and to push them away is never easy.
My only way out is to get out. To walk, breathe fresh air, feel the breeze and hear the water. Once outside the pressure falls away and I feel free and whole again. I can even smile!
I believe we are all at a point of revelation in our evolution. In other words we are getting to see ourselves oh so clearly. The time when we could pretend to be something or someone we are not has passed. We are being seen for who and what we are and we are having to deal with it. All is being revealed to us. We are having to see it. We are seeing this in the wider world too as the illusions are shattered day by day.
The view of our world inside and out is not like this picture. At least, mine isn't. Mine is a storm blowing, waves crashing, wind howling, not a smooth calm evening with water like glass. Mine has sea monsters lurking beneath the depths and dragons scorching the earth. All I want to do is burrow into the ground and close my eyes until it blows over, but the storm never ends and the dragons never leave. I have to see them.
But I love myself too. Not in conceit, but in respect for a long life lived and the effort it has taken to get this far. I let myself off the lead every so often and go for a walk.
There is nothing like Nature to soothe the deep wounds of Life.
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