I’m Back!
Following on from my last rambling effort which doubtless convinced everyone that I am clinically insane and shed my few remaining readers (purging is good - see post below!) I thought I might continue in the same vein for a while and divulge my current epiphany. First some background:
I have had several life-changing ‘Road to Damascus’ experiences - one was actually on that road - but I shall describe just one of them although they are all inter-linked. This occurred when I lived in London last century (I’ve been waiting so long to use that line). At that time I owned several businesses, amongst them a cafe and an antique rugs gallery, and had a nice apartment in Hampstead blah, blah.
At that time I was quite political and also liked to complain a lot (a characteristic I unfortunately can still fall prey to, although about different things), mostly about perceived ‘injustice’ and what I would then call ‘philistinism’. I was holding forth in this manner one day and berating some customers in the cafe about the what I saw as the coming totalitarianism on it’s way to Britain and covert bombing in Iraqi no-fly zones when a customer screamed at me ‘if you hate it so much here why don’t you leave?’. Normally I would have got annoyed with this guy but somehow his words jolted me into an form of altered consciousness where I absolutely knew for sure that this is what I should do, not because I was right or he was right - in fact this ‘state’ also imparted the knowledge that in certain ways we were both right and both very wrong - but because it was the thing to do, the next step that must be taken if I wanted to accept it.
So I did. It took a year to liquidate the business and leave but it happened after a few hiccups. I cannot say that it has been plain sailing or there is anything ‘magic’ about this or any ‘happy ending’, I just mean to illustrate that I have had several ‘interventions’ in life that clearly point the way on where to go next. These happen when least expected and in ways least expected. perhaps everyone has something similar.
Anyway, I recognize this phenomena and as I said below it has recently happened again. This time the thrust of it is that I should somehow get into ‘nature’ and become self-sufficient. And I have a plan - I will not bore anyone who is still here with the details of how this plan became apparent but I shall describe it with my next post. Possibly in an hour or so.
You may wonder why I’m posting all this but the thing is that I don’t have anything else to write! I think the ‘dream’ I describe below is more literal than I thought and now I have no desire right now to talk about any of the things this blog is ostensibly about! I need to start again and recreate things in a different images so any suggestions of how to expand the canvas will be gratefully thought about.
I thought of perhaps turning it into a Welsh Rugby blog or even a Barca FC blog, as these are both subjects I can obsess endlessly about (only half joking) but perhaps maybe it would be better to return to a discussion of ‘magic’ or even an ongoing dissection of the work of Ibn ‘Arabi. I think this last one has some merit.
Back in a bit.....
