If Saturday is the big day for families, whether they enjoy it or not, today, Tuesday, is far more significant for those suffering Seasonal Affective Disorder, which makes plenty of humans more than SAD, often suicidal, due to chemical changes caused by lack of sunlight in the Northern Hemisphere. And the inability to use the mind to control the body chemistry. So, the shortest day of 2021 is today, and your old blogger is up early for coffee to spark the engine, before sitting to write today's words of wisdom for you, dear reader(s). Of course the wisdom question is not really for the writer to say, and frankly the whole blog has become rather repetitive. Please note that your feedback is appreciated folks, and my intention is still to get the thing edited ... or maybe just do it myself!
Yesterday turned out to be busy after a steady start, writing the usual guff cynically commenting on Christian hypocrisy and how Mammon hijacked the message of Christ Consciousness, then a message arrived from Malcolm, who collects The Light paper in bulk and distributes it around the North of England. This meant a trip up to Gateshead to collect 400 for yours truly to spread around Weardale, Tynedale and anywhere else where Resisters appreciate a copy or two or more. The trip through was quick, with Daisy fuelled up and ready for such moments, and the return was quite fast too, after the road works on the A1 over the River Tyne slowed the traffic down until the A69 to Hexham, or just before where the A68 home to Weardale takes us over through Edmunbyers, with hardly any traffic, meaning the Retreat House before 4.30.
Bringing us back to the Shortest Day, hooray! Another busy day, with the paper round on the early walk, maybe a trip down Dale to drop some papers in bulk to Anita at Harperley and Julie at the Charity Shop in Wolsingham. As for Crook a couple of miles further West, let's see. John, a friend from the Weardale Hub in Stanhope comes for lunch at 2pm after he finishes work for the holidays, then a friend and regular blog reader arrives with her two young Grandchildren for a trip to Gibside National Trust Christmas Event, and all four of us are members. Let's face it folks, Christmas is for the children, and since the Daughters have yet to reproduce, it's quite exciting for your miserable old blogger to see the World through the eyes of young children.
Well, it's still before 5am as this rather mundane offering is soon to be published. Early to go walking and early also for breakfast. One or two little jobs to do, some FB fun and responding to friends on FB Messenger perhaps. Never mind Camino addiction, social media is the biggest addiction ever seen!
And if it's wisdom you seek, dear reader(s), try Buddha, Lao Tse, J.Krisnamurti and other wise messengers from beyond. Frankly most of the blog reflects their teaching anyway.
Happy Winter Solstice!
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