Time, as is known, is relative, and yesterday a whole day slipped away, as any observant reader will have noted in the blog posted to clarify 2 and managing to confuse things by referring to yesterday as today! Sorry for that, but the good news is that Thursday is back with its own possibilities, including a promised visit from Jacqui, rather unlikely now given the forecast for heavy snow.
But first Marta! What a wonderful day we had together, in the time between she dropped her two boys to school and collected them. Another bright day with Sun warm through the window and indeed outside as she drove me into the village for essential supplies, Such deep conversations on all sorts of topics, not least Krisnamurti and other great teachers. Psychology was there with references to Gabor Mate, Hungarian export based in Canada, teaching about trauma in families. Book recommendations were exchanged and the delicious lunch she made shared, before she departed promising to return next week with highly potent vitC to boost the immune system further.
Frankly dear readers, this minor medical crisis has brought out so much loving attention, in visits and virtually, that the small egoic construct previously more or less in balance, is in danger of spinning out of control! In Life School this is seen clearly as merely another lesson on the never ending journey. Hopefully noting it and sharing it with you, fellow travellers on the Life School pathless path, will correct the error and enable this entity to move on to the next lesson.Anyway, it finally flushes out the editor who edits not, but does offer critiques from time to time, which is vital to a writer with big ideas to share. I mean it's fine to be considered crazy, but the rantings of a single madman are one thing, a considered response from a critical friend something else entirely. The editor, as it happens, writes excellent prose, and is welcome to post his critiques on here, as he knows. He's still in Darlington enjoying food and company with his dear friend, whilst his French house in rural France has a rest, so maybe he'll visit again one day.
So, today, Thursday 6th Jauary, as pennies are dropping all over the world and the Luciferian plot falls apart as more and more people decline to play their dirty games. That's all it takes folks, the derision of the masses at the antics of the plutocrats and the honest inspection of evidence presented by honest experts, not corrupted by ambition and money from Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation and friends. Reiner Fuelmich is already presenting the evidence for the Nuremberg 2 trials, though whether or not the BBC televises it is dubious. Their chiefs may well be in the dock themselves!
2022 is starting well, snow is covering the ground to beautify the fells further. On such days in normal times this old wandering blogger would be togging up warm and heading for the hills. Do I feel sad? Cheated by the health condition? Well, for one thing that's temporary anyway, but anyway, as any reader can advise me: To wish for what cannot be is a special form of madness!
Early this morning yesterday's U.K. Column News was on replay for an hour - a most reliable and well researched source of information into what's going on. Today outside it would be getting light if it were not for the snow blocking the Sun, so it's a day for keeping warm inside, reading, writing, thinking, not thinking and slowly recovering full fitness for excursions outside in the wonderful countryside called home, Weardale.
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