342 - 3.10.26 - A busy enough day
I did my editing yesterday - I will do it again today. Before I garden. I ran and swam. Sit upped. Stretched. Cooked. Tried to watch TV. Failed. I think I have hit TV fatigue. Gardening today before I head off to the kids' club. I realise I've been going about it all wrong. I am a befriender, not a teacher, when I am there. But lessons get to be learnt hopefully. By me, especially. I saw something yesterday about how the idea of progress is a monotheistic myth. It resonated with me because the 'solution' was to cherish the real - the small everyday things which make a difference in people's lives. Increasingly, without knowing it, I have just been doing things which I can control - so being present in the lives of those to whom I am in some way, responsible for. My sons. Now, Ma. I have always chosen to work in areas which have led to the most amount of meaning - and which has not contributed to the destruction of the planet. So I stayed away from the paths which l...