What now I wonder.
To sit in dappled shade in the late summer sunshine. To breathe the soft cool wind, to close eyes and let the mind wander where it will.
Silence is not the absence of sound but the absence of noise. Noise is not simply the presence of undesired sound.
Can or should you remain in a state or place of “silence” or must or ought you return to the world?
…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.
Is the internet a curse or a blessing? Used carefully, in my opinion it is a huge blessing.
I wonder whether it is possible to be a hermit these days? And if so, where.