The world is in turmoil at the moment. Pessimism, optimism..who knows?
Different voices, different view points, lies, truths, Who knows?
Black is white, white is black , who knows?
When do I know if it is right? When do I know if it is wrong? Who knows?
Is the world going to change? Who knows?
Are we at a turning point in our history? Who knows?
So many questions. Will we have an answer? Who knows?
How will I know? who is going to tell me? Who am I going to rely upon?
The internet is full of rubbish. But the internet is also full of interesting things. How do I discern in this cacophony of information?
What a quagmire! The human being has never been so lost. Where are going? Who knows?
Exciting times or doomsday time? Who knows?
One thing I know is that I am well and feel good in my being. I enjoy the fresh air, the birds, the early morning sun on my face, the magpies wobble on the trees next to me, the fish in the pond waiting for their feed, the cats with their fat bellies sprawling next to me… and you know what? they are waiting for me to stand up so they can follow me in the kitchen to get fed, the dogs looking at me from their kennels with mournful eyes, and finally the steps of P. coming down and peeping through the window.
The air is crisp, the sun warm, the slight chilled wind brushes against my face and arms and it is 6AM.
Early chores will start soon. Cleaning, cooking, gardening, weeding, sweeping the floors. All very Zen. Life on the farm away from the hustle and bustle and the frenzy of cities. Where simple chores and routine take on a different dimension and meaning.
I am happy to be alive and I am happy to be doing what I am doing in this beautiful setting .
Till next time