Met friend Annie a few weeks ago….one of those friends who I can not see for a long time and just pick up with…we used to chase after our young black cats together at night, (trying to get them indoors), in the car park of the block of flats we lived in in London’s East End in the 1990s. That block had famously good ‘feng shui’ – people made great friends there ever since it was built in the 1920s…the key was density and open/connected garden spaces between the wings of the building. Annie said that if I have trouble getting to sleep (which I sometimes do)…I need to maybe go for a night walk…to tell my body it’s bed time and get my circadian rhythms more… rhythmic. So, like a lunatic, I was lured out at 10 o’clock one night by the stunning full moon. It was the kind of warm that makes the outside feel like the inside – the dark sky providing a roof with the bright lamp of the moon suspended. I took my binoculars with me in case there was anything to see once I got up the hill. I’d no sooner walked 5 minutes than I bumped into Brian from the ‘reduced’ counter at Sainsbury’s, having a drink outside one of the local pubs….he told me exactly when to come in to get the fresh produce on a 75% reduction (about 4.45pm) – he doesn’t mess about he said – he doesn’t want it to go to waste. I continued on and found that once I stopped to look carefully, I could see quite a few stars and probably a planet or two. With bare eyes, even in light-polluted London, and with a full moon, The Plough was visible to anyone looking….
A horror happened last night after a pop concert in Manchester…and young people have died. After the initial shock of these horrors – I steady myself with this: it is Spring and the cycle of the new buds and newly lush trees keep going, round and round…the beautiful moon waxes and wanes, the sun comes up again and again on a glorious hazy blue sky.. or glaring behind fluffy clouds…and life goes on – nature takes little notice of the horrors, these pock-marks of madness on an otherwise overwhelmingly beautiful face; the planet always continues the cycle.. and goes on… and rights itself…seeking the quiet comfort of rhythm and balance. That’s the way to go.