Recently, gardening has become more than a metaphor for me. I have followed Candide in a literal sense and found great peace in our garden.
I was struck today when looking at my collection of Blog “Tags” just how much they reveal about my character and obsessions.
I will never be able to resolve my unshakable disbelief in Christian dogma with the profound peace I find singing sacred classical music in an ancient English church with a good choir.
I have felt with increasing certainty recently that the Buddhists are right. We have no separate existence, no soul, no fixed place in the universe.
It is time to “feel” the universe for myself. To cease to see it through the words of others and to experience it directly.
I have sometimes wondered whether art has any importance, and if so, what?
There comes a stage where some hand over responsibility to the next generation and gradually withdraw from the world.