Humankind has not woven the web of life.
We are but one thread within it.
Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
All things are bound together.
All things connect.


~ Chief Seattle, 1854 ~

Monday, 2 January 2012

turning year

The winter solstice is past. The moon is waxing again. We've come through Christmas and now New Year with great revelry, and that time has come round again to look to the future. It will be without some familiar faces, but new companions will join us. I say "us", although I write this alone. That's because I predict a further shift of values away from the material sphere and towards the social sphere. We shall take comfort and pleasure from the people around us, and give love and support to each other, and to our ideas and dreams.
Recently, walking around the wintry hills, I've been struck by the erosion caused particularly by the combined energy of wind, rain and ice. This surrounding state of entropy reminds me once more of the fragility and transience of the material world. It reinforces the belief - as if there was any doubt - about living in the moment
It was sad to see that the smelt chimney above Dorthgill Force has collapsed. I'm just pleased that I spent so long making a careful drawing of it a few years' ago.

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