The world is small


It is truly comforting to see that the people that I frequent and talk to or even correspond with, are interested in a different view of the world.

I was dabbling with a sight that rambled about the doom and gloom of the world. I spoke to a few people about it and found out in the end it was all about conspiracy theories. Well, at time what they said seemed to make sense, it was well written ( not all the time) and espoused SOME opinions that I was familiar with. But it was non-stop. My mind was being filled with a lot of data that did not “advance” me at all except that I was seeing the world in a big mess (which it is), but that is not all that is around one. Sure, corporations can be corrupt, unethical, greedy, unscrupulous, domineering, sure we live in a world that has gone eschewed, lack integrity, surely that is not all the world. Sure, our politicians have also been caught on this bandwagon of folly. Equally corrupt and dishonest, equally lacking in integrity and common sense, caught up with the spin of their lackeys, they are governing with some special interests in mind and once elected they forgo their initial impetus at reforms. They back pedal and become another breed of people. A breed that alienate the very people that have elected them.But, there are also people around that are trying to make it a better place and above all have distanced themselves from this madness.  Realising the farce and the lies one has to move away from this circus. In it but not of it as my father would say.

What matters in the end is where you are inside. How you deal with people and friends, how to be conscious of what moves us and understand that there are other dimensions to living . Is it running away ? No, it is about keeping one’s sanity and instead of filling our mind with petty tid- bits of infotainement, pseudo news that are forever churning out the same propaganda, the same views of the world, the same lies and deception from one interest group or another, the same sensationalism, it is much better to be away from this rubbish and focus on the beauty of our world. Not I want to escape it, I can’t but just to liberate my mind of all this rubbish that is truly polluting our spaces at all levels. No joy in all that.

What could compare to the beauty of a newly formed rose or plant around the garden.( Yes, I am in a privileged position to do just that)  and I thank whatever force, energy, or god if you like,  to show me that my greatest joy lies in waking up in the morning and seeing the beautiful spectacle that is in front of me.

Of course, the people in other parts of the world may not be as fortunate, I fully realise that also, I witness their suffering, their agony, their misery, their lack of water and food, their horrible living conditions. No, no sense of guilt there, but that teaches me to be more aware of what I have and not squander the resources that are on loan to me for my time on this earth.

Just to see how the chicken are producing the food that we consume :eggs. Everyday faithfully they produce an amazing little oval shaped ball that is nutritive. Just here in the garden among the trees and the straw, among the birds and the grass. I think that is truly a little miracle in itself. The same could be said about  the abundance of vegies growing and producing our food. Freshly picked, freshly cooked, freshly consumed…another miracle and a testimony of what we are being given. OOPS, here I am again in the garden.

This year the harvesting of small gherkins has been phenomenal. Everyday my husband comes back with a handful of them. I have made jars upon jars of picked gherkins and we have been eating so many of them raw. Huge pumpkins, okra, lettuces, basil, bitter gourds, beans and I am sure I have forgotten many. I think we’ll be right for gherkins for a very long time.

Well, another shower of rain has just arrived and will be over soon. Time to potter in the garden again away from the maddening crowd, or I might listen to my book and get on with my knitting!

 

Our biggest pumpkinGerkhins harvestThe fridge is full.

2 thoughts on “The world is small

  1. Hey, many thanks for that. I must that at times the world around us is truly marvellous to have people who share a different world view. A view that is filled with beauty and compassion.
    But is not the outer world a reflection of the inner one? Just as a question to understand that reforms of the outer is never going to change anything if the inner is still full of hate, greed and misery. Are we really different?
    Yes, we are in a way that when you see it then it changes and you realise that there is very little you can do to change the rest.

    Yes, my energy is better spent in pursuing the understand of human kind and not to waste time on the chaos…tho at times I must say that the chaos out there is telling me and reinforcing my view that there is more to the world.

    Again thanks for the input.

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  2. Hi Gigi! I love the photos of your gherkins (we call them pickles) and I love to eat them too. You are living a wonderful life on the farm. There is much to appreciate about your enviornment and the animals that live with you. Indeed, we all have some little corner of our reality that reflects peace and glows with light.

    The outer world has become chaotic. Free will has prompted mankind to unleash all manner of craziness into the universe. But we can make choices. I believe that if we choose to focus on happiness, abundance, and goodwill, the pendilum will slowly swing back in that direction. The negatives are with us. But I, like you, have chosen not to spend my precious energy on them!

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