Last week I spoke about NOT finding purpose and just letting things be – life is so crazy, sometimes you forget how beautiful it is. I needed to wander; not physically per se but just drift until, like one of those 3D eye puzzles, the bigger picture comes into focus. Here’s what I see
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Well, part of it.
There’s a lot of bad in the world as I write this: Political upheaval, authoritarian moves forward, climate change, a blurry future. Last night, a UN Report came out suggesting that, due to carbon in the air, food is having trouble being as nutritious as it once was, and this year a lot of places had too little rain. Food crops have had some issues. Not being able to get food is a scary thought.
But there’s hope too, but the more I read, the less I have for our future: things are going to get tough
I feel like, where there is chaos, there is opportunity as well. I am full of optimism that, as we wander into the woods, humanity might take a step backwards. We could begin again, or anew, or just stop and think for a bit.
Perhaps we all need to wander, get lost in nature, to remember what we’ve missed. And for a second, remember how beautiful it all is: tall pines, clean water, a home filled with the smell of wood fire. There’s something
alluring homey about that thought. I don’t know what it is, but the image of a little hut, food on the fire, trees, a village, something like the Shire but with trees: it makes me feel HOME.
I’ve always tried to listen to my gut, because when I don’t, it shows me I should have. What do i do, when my gut tells me that living in this…old-timey way feels good? like home? Am I the only one who feels that way?