Maybe it’s from a lack of fresh air, but I have found myself getting a little giddy lately, here in O’SheaLand. Also, I have had an epiphany. Turns out that the reason that I don’t do a lot of the things expected of me isn’t because there isn’t enough time, but because I’m lazy.
Interesting times, these.
Unlike any I can remember. Oddly enough, it is now, when we are all so far apart, that we are united and closer than we have ever been. The whole mudball in the same boat. Proof we are ALL brothers and sisters with the exception of the few who cannot and will not embrace what their eyes, and surely their subconcious, inform them of what is happening all around them. There is little talk of war. Less hate. More understanding. As though we have all been handed a pair of glasses that corrects our sight and headphones that make the voices loud and clear.
This is a moment of spiritual awakening and clarity that needs to be embraced and acted upon.
This column has been cobbled together from previous articles written in 2015 and 2016, with current additional material. It is long and it is (for me, anyway) so on point to our current situation that I find it almost eerie.
My lovely GF speaks often of going with her feelings, of spiritual moments she has experienced that seem out of place or out of the ordinary, and I must admit I have made fun of her in regards to those moments, but I can honestly say I now understand what she means.
Take your time, but PLEASE read this through when you can and add your thoughts in the ‘Reply’ section at the bottom of the column.
Let’s do our best to get to the other side of this problem with new knowledge and respect for one another. In the meantime, Be Well, Stay Safe, and Have Hope.
Much love to all of you …even those who still cannot see clearly.
To update the old saw; whether you believe we are in the middle of a global pandemic, or not – you are right.
There is plenty of ‘evidence’ to bolster either conclusion. And that, in a nutshell, is precisely at the core of our immediate dilemma; in the face of a poorly coordinated, half-hearted, largely disrespected, lack of an honest plan for moving forward, the people are the losers.
Oh, it’s gorgeous on the porch this morning! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it’s not cold enough to kill you! It’s all good, says I and Lord Farlsworth. Bring on the Spring!
So – that was a pretty wild month, right? Even for a leap year? At this time of year, I’m usually talking about cabin fever, and writing about ‘hygge’ and how to cope when winter just won’t leave.
The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and if you didn’t look at the calendar, you’d think that Spring had sprung.
Except for in Nevada, where the Bernie Sanders romp to victory last night has half of America’s pundits tearing their hair out in despair, and the other half still picking their jaws up off the ground.
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