There is a season for learning and a season to realize you know enough.
The Good Aunt
Very occasionally one gets a glimpse of peace and today was one of those all too rare days.
Happiness is only attainable once you recognize that everything just “is”.
Said to be the second oldest parish church in the country, churches don’t come much bleaker than All Saints, West Stourmouth, Kent.
…how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin…
The back of beyond is where I want to be. And I am back, at the back of beyond. I have come in a full circle.
Analysis and thought are the very antithesis of the sort of behavior likely to lead to lasting peace.
For some years I have assumed that far from inheriting the earth, the meek will be trampled underfoot. I am beginning to wonder whether I am mistaken.
I wonder whether it is possible to be a hermit these days? And if so, where.
The Arab Israeli conflict arose from vibrating energy “strings” – it really is that simple in a sense.
My own petty, unimportant and irrelevant moral dilemma should teach me something about the world and how to improve it.
Must try harder! Unfortunately as an imperfect individual I find it necessary to question my own behaviour on a daily basis.
Can we find peace in this world despite what the Book of Common Prayer says?