Enough, already!

Riding a train this morning, looking at a landscape that is all concrete and tunnels, I felt anger and sadness rising up. And then resolve.

This frightened time, it's been enough. The madness of this world, it needs to turn into sanity once again. And then I was wondering, 'What would a sane world look like?' - and my mind drifted to images of a friendly town, 'narrow streets of cobbled stone', a fountain spouting fresh water, fruit trees in summer, and open fires in winter. Children playing in the streets. The smell of hay. The division that is all around - gone.

I'm always told, 'We can't go back'. And: 'Bad as we think they are, these will be the good old days to our children.'

People used to be prey. Sabre tooth tigers would crack your skull, bears ripped the flesh from your bones. Rattled by disease, if you made 30, you'd 've lived to a ripe old age. We've come a long way since then, we really have! But we're not at the end of the road, not yet!

I long for a time and a place when the abundance of this world will be shared without fear. The earth gives so much, there is so much food everywhere. Why should we have to run for shelter, when nature offers us everything we need? How come as a collective we allow nature to be destroyed in order for some of us to live sterile techno lives?

The madness has to do with a fear of our physical bodies - both the vulnerability and the capacity for pleasure. When in the throes of lust and passion, or running and jumping, you know you are life itself; a magnificent everlasting coming and going of birth and rebirth. We are the light of life, beginning to see, then glittering, blossoming, a steady star - until we fade away, only to have another light take our place. That is what constitutes the splendour of it all. It's an incredible privilige to be able to come and go live on this earth for a while, and then be allowed to leave here again!

Life is this incredible intelligence taking shape, losing form, reshaping. We are such magnificent animals!

I long for a time and a place when we can be whole again.