8.7.24 - Dreaming about Atlantis

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I am reading Steiner's lectures on Atlantis. Of course I am. And I am unearthing some fascinating things. I have also decided that I have done sufficient research on Atlantis and that after this slim book, I am not going to research any more. Everything after this will be the writing of the book. 

I have sprained my right foot, once again, so that's running out of the picture for the next few days. Which is super annoying. But nevermind. I have discovered the porch where I am now going to set up shop to read, to draw and to write. The weather has been very cool, despite it being July, on account of the incessant rain. This is no bad thing in Singapore. It means that the temperatures have been ideal. Very bearable. In the mid 20s, as opposed to the awful 30s. And the humidity means that everything is slightly moist, which I do love.

Today, I extricate myself from the Singapore which I detest and I think I am finally become a true tourist here, which ironically has enabled me to enjoy myself.

I was writing about how lucky I feel living these six weeks. Being able to think and be chilled and happy. And to just spend time birdwatching and cloud busting. I feel tremendously privileged and I do not take it for granted. I have had a very full, very busy life, and I WILL take these six weeks and enjoy it.

So my holiday reading so far is Norse Mythology by Gaiman, Over Seven Waves by Heaney and Atlantis by Steiner. It feels good. Solid. Already in the first few pages of Atlantis, the connection between land and spirituality shows that all roads lead back to the same path. Back to this spiritual quest which I have always been on. We are all connected, everything is connected. And instead of being upset with the planet and the idiots which live here, because it is so pervasive now, I am picking through the rubble and looking to find the points of light which connect us. It is the work. THE WORK that needs to be done now...

We are going to be on a boat with Jac now, so I should get ready... Ghin will be in the toilet for a bit. But I did write and I did dream and I am so so so glad that I am no longer drinking. I would not have been able to do this if I had been

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