
Spring – Hope
And so it goes on – the Pandemic. I wonder if this is a test of our staying power, an opportunity to show the strength of the human spirit. So many have stepped up to the mark and so many others have been found wanting. A pity. We have not been found wanting in our greed, our selfishness, our sense of entitlement, our busy effort to destroy our habitat, our fellow creatures – animals, each other. So – time to call a halt and maybe this is it the great big red traffic light saying “Enough”. I do hope so. I am sure many of you agree.
I won’t make this a long one, but will share a poem sent to me by my friend and Boise neighbour Pat Hohnhorst, which has been doing the rounds in Idaho and in other places I am sure. Be well, be strong friends and of course – wash your hands!
Thank you for this, Jane…and Pat. I miss seeing you both each Sunday but we will stay strong and get through this time of trial, and we and the Earth will be healed. Blessings abound.
Jane, one of the most subtle, yet disturbing films I own is Catacoombes, which I’m guessing is one of your earliest. Good to see you in fine fettle.
It was indeed one of mine…I am not sure I have ever seen it…I must find it and have a look!
Thank you for writing
Jane