"We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life alters our plans. And yet, at the end, from a rare height, we also see that our dream was our fate. It's just that providence had other ideas as to how we would get there. Destiny plans a different route, or turns the dream around, as if it were a riddle, and fulfils the dream in ways we couldn't have expected." ----Ben Okri
I will not catalogue the many 'adventures' that have kept me away from blogging but for those of you who once passed by and waved as I continued to map and chart this journey on a blog, many of the adventures took place on familiar ground, you know the sort that cracks and splits beneath ones feet and slips precariously from boulder strewn to scree covered trail in a breath.
Dis-ability, distress and despair have all found their way in to days and mind but extraordinarily the heart still beats and delights in laughter light and love. Somehow a smile finds its way from my heart to flit across a grimacing face or cursing mouth and suddenly the sense of the ridiculous notion of one human being worth something, fills me with joy.
Midst the fear I find fearlessness and each day a reason for thanks can be found. Nothing grand or glorious but the bottle of disinfectant within reach, the freshly picked warmed by the sun handful of blueberries, the drainage trenches keeping the garden from sinking completely under the overwhelming downpours, the clean cool water that arrives from a tap inside my home, my four legged companions, the starlit sky, the sun rise. All these and much else besides have given me reason to be thankful for life and the living of it.
There are changes afoot, for a start I have idea for regular posting on Monday, Tuesday Thursday and Friday and irregular on Sunday. As the days unfold my wish is to discover and record the what, why and how of my day by conversing with myself as I write each post.
There will be pictures, may be even spoken word if I ever get to grips with this technology:0) and of course there will be words, sometimes of others, sometimes of my own but always words I find that bring me understanding and energy to make the next step on the journey.
There have been major changes and none at all in this life during the many months of silence here and maybe over the coming months that will become clear to us all:0)
If your passing by do wave as its good to know that from this solitary and thoughtful place that other travellers stop to wave and occasionally share a word
There will be news of my studio and workroom, of garden and orchard, of life in the polytunnel and of plans and dreams that encourage and sustain me even when I also know they may never be reached
I leave you with a photo of the two anarchists:0) Rhys and Banon continue to teach me each day about joy and patience but most of all companionship born and powered by love.