This is my first attempt at a blog. I see it as an intermittent diary which provides space for me to share my thoughts, impressions and feelings and to comment on anything which happens to move my spirit. I hope it can lead to an interchange with others and be part of the wider internet community of seekers who are trying to understand and improve this troubled and beautiful world.
While politicians in London are desperately trying to excuse their narrow-minded, calculating and self-serving greed, I am writing this from a room in rural Devon, with sunshine pouring through the window, birds singing in the trees and a fine view of a small wooded valley beyond. When I finish this, I shall go out into my vegetable patch, watched over by an old Welsh cob called Black Jack and a young Dartmoor pony Pippin, and plant some beans and sweet peas. I like the idea, put forward by Gerrard Winstanley, that the land is a common treasury and I agree with Thoreau that in wildness lies the preservation of the world.