To ponder...

The end is neigh, or is it?..

     Ah well met my friend, just let me hang my soaked clothing up for the weather has turned to rain whilst I was attending my garden. What a past few days it has been with these isles that we live upon deciding to reject the community of the European nations and once more cut our own furrow in the ongoing story of human civilisation. Many folk that I know are now wailing and gnashing their teeth and prophesying the ruination and ultimately the division of these isles many folk  have come to call home.  But I have to wonder is it all bad or perhaps we are a nation of worm-tongues who are never happier than when we overlook the silver linings and just see the storm clouds instead.

     Already the folk who lost out by voting to remain under the faceless government of Europe are claiming that for some reason that this was an incorrect outcome to the referendum and are demanding another as not all of the country voted and that the statistics seem to point to the fact that the older generation largely supported the leave option when they have less time to live with the consequences of this decision.  The remain side also are accusing the leave voters of racism, bigotry, lack of understanding of the consequences and of being culturally numb! Our financial systems will now go into free fall, jobs will be no more and the environment will be destroyed all withing the next twenty four hours if rumour is to be be-leaved. But I wonder to myself my friend if this is to be the case, certainly not within the next twenty four hours m’thinks and maybe not at all. Of course there will always be consequences of such an historic and map changing event but are these consequences any worse or different to those of remaining a part of what many perceive is becoming a federal state run by faceless, un-elected politicians?

What do I think or believe? well my friend I have given some time and thought about this subject and have come to only one conclusion at the moment and that is at this very moment not one person has a clue what the future holds now that we have elected to leave the European community, any more than if we had remained. It will take time, and a great deal of it, to understand where this path we have chosen will now take us but hey I’m up for any adventure so we might as well tag along for the ride. I do think that the people who are now lamenting the withdrawal from Europe and with some of the rhetoric that is coming forth from their quivering lips that they should be totally ashamed of their response to this outcome. If the older generation did indeed swing the vote well so what? every person who is eligible to vote does so under their views and quite frankly the older generation has more experience and, as a general rule, have contributed to this country far longer than the youth of today. As for living with the consequences, well people have fought and died to give the people of this country the right to speak out and to vote in which ever way they deem fit. If the populace make an unwise decision then perhaps we should look inward at education and truthful information and not tabloid scare mongering and unfounded rumour? 

     As for the other insults being banded about such as racism, bigotry, a lack of understanding and the like well these ‘labels’ may be attached to people on both sides of any argument as these traits run, unfortunately so, through the very DNA of many humans no matter how civilised we consider our race to behave. Tis a sad fact that there are always people that will be unsavory characters within any population but to tar all because their vote did not tally with your own is, in my opinion, very childish and very uneducated. And as for being ‘culturally numb’? well these fair isles are steeped in their own culture which has been added to over centuries of population movement from east to west whether it be by invasion, trade or settlement we all have mixed DNA to some degree. But perhaps the people who voted to leave did not wish to be European but rather remain British with all the cultural attachments that come with it? 

Finance, environment and jobs? who knows the answers or has that crystal ball that allows one to peek into the future? Not I for one I can tell you, but one thing that has come to light and is certainly a silver lining is that the people of these isles made a decision and it shook our politicians to the core as they did not believe that we would step out of the line of sheep that they thought we had become and actually vote for ourselves and find our voice so maybe, just maybe from now on perhaps we will learn to use that voice and politicians will listen and act upon it instead of their own vested, self serving interests. As I have said before my friend to make change we must ensure that we use tools such as education and  provide truthful facts for people to learn and make decisions that are for the good of these isles and the environment that we all so depend upon.

Ah I see the clouds and their rain has cleared a tad, I think that I will just chance the outside for a while and get some planting done in my tiny garden. Please don’t get up as I am sure that there will be others seeking to rest and while away the time soon enough my friend. Oh did I vote to leave? well I should have guessed that my chatter would have made you think that way but no, playing the Devil’s advocate is always fun and even though the vote went against my hopes this time, there be only one path to follow now and we should help each other along the way, now where did I lay that trowel down…….


The road has been chosen

Simple life

Grounding myself….

    Ah well met my friend, tis indeed been many turns of the Sun since we last sat and chewed upon the cud together is it not. I hope that you are in fine fettle and that the time since we last sat has been kind to your good self. Myself?, oh there has been a few moments that hung heavy and dark that I could talk about if I was so minded, but I think we should perhaps talk of simpler, more grounding moments that are more befitting of these longer and warmer days. After all at times all it takes is a few words carefully chosen to either ruin or make one’s day does it not?

I must confess to you that since we last spoke I have spent many hours thinking about my life’s direction of late and the negatives along with the positives that shape its course. I guess we can all think of events, good or bad, that have shaped us to the person we are at this very point in time. Whilst contemplating the path behind me I have come to realise that I have let so many issues, whether they be relationships, work pressure, family expectations or a whole host of other of life’s paraphernalia, push my life around like a leave floating upon an ocean at the mercy of currents, tides and the four winds with no form of steerage available to me. This time when looking back upon the road have I come to realise that most of what pushes my wayward path has only had such affect because I let it. In the past I have always tried to do right by others with no thought upon how they were treating me. It was only when rebuilding my mind after it fell into the darkness did I come to realise that I cannot please everyone, that the world cannot be changed by one person and that all the damned guilt that I shall always carry with me for past deeds should not drag me back to the abyss but should rather serve as a reminder to live my life with honor and value every moment. The past has gone and unless I am very much mistaken my friend it cannot be changed but only learnt from.

     So where do you find the best place for contemplating the past my friend? For me it has turned out to be in the soil of the earth. I have taken the time to tend my allotment and my garden of late, and being in contact with the soil brings so many goodly feelings to me:- a sense of peace as I turn the soil, of expectation as seeds are sown, of delight as the first shoots push their tips from the soil to bask in the sunlight, of wonder as I become more and more excepted by the wildlife that visits my gardens until I feel part of something vast and beautiful, of humbleness as the power of the weather tans my skin a leathery brown and the winds and the rain caress my upturned face. There is so much more joy and peace to be found whilst grounding oneself and slowly becoming more in tune with the seasons that what a ‘normal & expected lifestyle’ would ever allow. I am fast becoming to believe that for our own sanity we should be slowing down and trying to reach back to simpler times rather than this headlong rush to a lemming like self destruction via ‘faster, better, bigger, more’ that this species seems to crave for. 

     So it has indeed been the grounding of my whole being whist in contact with the soil that has enabled myself to pause for thought and perhaps place a hand upon the tiller of my life’s direction. A simpler and slower path is where I am heading, ridding myself of unnecessary material possessions or the desire for them, of being more in contact with the soil, of leading a simple and honorable life. Not to atone for past mistakes though my friend, but rather to let my mind find peace and allow me to be the person I should have been many years ago. Ah the hour to take my leave of you has come all to soon, until next we have time to while away some moments may peace be yours my friend.