This year Sweden celebrated her most important festival on Friday the 24th of June three days after the celestial midsummer’s eve.
Obviously, this was because the working week ended inconveniently after the most sacred of feasts. I suppose this has me considering, how seriously we all take work these days. Nothing ever stops for the ‘big machine’.
We do it all for the few, and then we grasp desperately at every moment we can, to forget; to celebrate something – anything, to take our weary hearts and minds away from it all. This brings me conveniently to the recent Brexit (what a foul word) referendum, which saw an Elitist British establishment throw we gladiators into the arena, to fight amongst ourselves, when in reality the rich will keep power whatever happens, with the paltry droppings of ‘false democracy’ to fool us into thinking we really have a say in the ugliness of global capitalism. Simple, humble ordinary folk, the kind who have been cannon fodder for countless wars, voted for their ‘country’ back and won the vote; but did they really achieve it, or is it yet another game within a game?
Here in Sweden, I have to admit to feeling curiously alone right now, with no one to talk to about what has happened; but hey… what is really going to change? Has anything ever changed? Truly?
Always we return to same old thing… the world is perfect as it is – and until one can see through the miasma, that perverts our vision – we see a lie and believe it. Last night I sat watching the sun playing amongst the clouds and felt the silence of perfection all around me.
This bliss is our birthright if only we can see through the fog of deception. We all have the awareness to truly connect with the ‘now’, and it is good news! Just realise that every story is just that… a story, a thought, an emotion, a this , a that… and it will pass. It always has.
Let it flow through, observe it, play with it even… but don’t buy into it. Life is fun, but taken seriously at one’s peril.
So, a happy mid summer to you all and may the shortening days remove the suffering that our ‘masters’ have inflicted upon us and remember that ‘we’ are the only real masters of our hearts.
Remember the immortal words of Oscar Wilde…