THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES....

the golden years my life has mysteriously threaded itself through...

The classical music radio station is a safe haven from the ‘authenticity’ being mercilessly related on the talk radio stations. The words ‘rape’ and ‘sexual violence’ seem to be the buzz words of this particular hour and get repeated like a language lesson.

I reflect on my lack of authenticity. As a woman starts to recount her ordeal I switch to the Classic radio. The speech radio stations are all abuse and violence. None of this ‘information’ seems to ameliorate the situation in any way or to shame the perpetrators into desisting. In fact it seems to encourage them. All publicity is good publicity maybe.

I once tried to write a brief paragraph about my life. I was born, had to go to school (against my Mothers wish,I wish she had got her way),and life just ‘happened’. This attempt showed me how uneventful,placid,dull and quiet my actual outward life was and is. Yet my life has never felt like that TO ME. And I see that all the eventful drama of my rollercoaster life,lol,has been inner and not showing on the surface.

The beauty of the world,the beauty that Thomas Traherne celebrated in the private writings only found three centuries later lie all around me. I don't even need to go out to see the sun spread over the land. It's a God's Eye view.

The calm timeless beauty of the world.