I’ve been running, running and all this wonderful energy has been channeled into playing catch up after our month of moving madness. So now it’s Saturday and we’ve been in our new home for just over two weeks and our last brief abode is receding into a distant dream peopled by archetypal animals and a psychopathic character that probably belongs more in the realm of nightmare. Whew! Still in a constant state of gratitude for the beautiful community that my Beloved and I live in. Market days amidst green grass and trees as we drink our coffee and chai latte on almond milk and talk about the wonderful Walk Against Domestic Violence that launched a new initiative, “Say Yes to Family Peace”. We had an internationally renowned choir master teach us the song we sang as we walked down the main street and the police car drove in front of us so we could walk safely. The words we sang were “Walk with me, hold my hand, I don’t want to walk alone”.
And so many people do feel alone even when they are in the middle of a crowded city surrounded by countless other millions of isolated folk. The gap between the rich and the poor keeps getting more and more like a bottomless abyss and the politicians have become quite blatant about supporting their rich mates over the average working Australian. Let’s face it, we have enough technical know how and resources these days that the idea that everyone needs to work for a living is simply not true. I love this quote from Buckminster Fuller:
“We should do away with the absolutely specious notion that everybody has to earn a living. It is a fact today that one in ten thousand of us can make a technological breakthrough capable of supporting all the rest. The youth of today are absolutely right in recognizing this nonsense of earning a living. We keep inventing jobs because of this false idea that everybody has to be employed at some kind of drudgery because, according to Malthusian Darwinian theory he must justify his right to exist. So we have inspectors of inspectors and people making instruments for inspectors to inspect inspectors. The true business of people should be to go back to school and think about whatever it was they were thinking about before somebody came along and told them they had to earn a living.”
― R. Buckminster Fuller
So I am incredibly grateful that I do live in a place where people are valued just for being who they are. What you do for a living or how much money you have in the bank don’t tell me if you are a kind and gentle person, or if you have an open heart. Living in a place where people and community are considered important gives me a bit of insulation from the outside world which sometimes frightens me. In the state of New South Wales just below the state that I live in the premier of that state has just sacked a whole lot of councils. Because of corruption or ineptitude perhaps? No, because they opposed developers wanting to build roads in places where the community was very much against the proposals. And if anyone wants to protest his undemocratic behaviour he has brought in new laws to take away that basic human right.
Comparisons with the corruption of the Roman Empire keep springing to mind, the rich today are starting to look more and more like the moral degenerates that abounded as that empire went through it’s last gasps. Thank the Goddess for grass roots movements that are these days filled with ordinary folk who are beginning to wake up to the fact that our governments are much more interested in feathering their own nests than they are in doing the job they were supposed to be elected for. Because I’m an optimist and I believe that there will be a way forward into a brand new day of true harmony and connection for the people on this beautiful planet. Just don’t look to governments for this direction, look into your own heart and find the peace within yourself. That is something that no dictator can take from you, it is a quality that will create happiness for you and those around you no matter what craziness is going on in the world.
End of rant, shanti, shanti, shanti……peace, peace, peace…..