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?