are we walking away or towards the light

I just dont know what to think  at this very moment, the world is in so nuch pain and distress and feel so helpless to bring  any kind of relief except run away from it, but where, the world now seems so small.  This Vaughan Williams piece of music is helping me through ( clip below) and the need to escape to somewhere green is ever present

So yesterday I had a splendid afternoon wandering the Cass Sculpture foundation’s 26 acres of forest.  Some pieces did not touch me in anyway, just passed me by without any real dialogue, some spoke to me, lured my thoughts and feelings into unexplored territories, some lifted my spirits to a higher plane and one piece in particular mesmerised me totally.

Looking at all the figures staring at me in the woods made me think.  The faint watery sunshine was glinting though the trees, it looked as if  this gathering of people had marched away from the light, given up on what life used to be, they looked sad and I began to ponder of what life was like looking through they eyes of a child.  Now past my prime and sullied by the toxic life we have slowly inhaled these past decades, that light of innocence seems so far away.  I walked through the gathering of these eerie metallic shadows and felt the alienation they all felt, severed from their roots, walking aimlessly and then I glanced back and in an instant hope returned.   The view had a different energy a real strength and I realised why, we were all walking towards the light, all of us together as a tribe, a community.  Together we can change the world, one step at a time and we must not give up hope.

I realised I do not want to feed or support the corporations anymore, enough is enough, I don’t want to give my power away anymore.  I am streamlining my life.  Why do I have “stuff”   I thought I was already doing this, but it’s not enough, I need to do more……………………………  it’s all go to go

Let our  dream for the world he big

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where did the sun go !

IMG_6434Wow, such a wonderful couple of days, to feel that warm sun on my skin……….  not long now and back to Greece  and hopefully a little more consistent sun !.  Its gloomy again and raining right now !

Poor old veg it doesn’t know what is happening, one good thing is the BEES, they keep on doing what they do best, pollinating the veg flowers !  Runner Bean that are climbing the high red brick wall are alive with the buzzing bees going about their business.  Bean are very abundant now, one of my fave veggies.  Tomatoes are abundant too but with the weather, not many ripen.  I grew a lot this year, 20 plants or more, but I am lucky if I get more than a handful a day, thought I would be having a real glut and could be bottling up their sunshine for the winter.  Courgettes much the same, no glut and I have so many recipes to cope with it this year too.

Breakfasted on my toms, sauteed in a little oil and smoked paprika with scrambled eggs.  Not my eggs , would love to have some hens, but not possible where I live sadly, perhaps one day when I am in Greece with my design and sculpture studio,garden and time just for myself !

My Sweetpeas I have picked a bunch fresh everyday since mid June, so delighted, so well worth the trouble growing from seed.

 

 

 

Blue and green, sunshine and flowers

calming, tranquil, peaceful, my third time back in Cephalonia.  One week southwards in Spartia, beautiful countryside, vineyards, monasteries and such friendly people.  Now in the Northern tip of the island, magnificent vistas across to Ithaca and Lefkas, turquoise seas and the bluest of blue skies, forests, shady walks amongst the pines, birdsong around every corner…………

Picked fresh today

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IMG_5168Borlotti beans, luscious sweet figs, yellow and green courgettes, fresh mint, yellow tomatoes

A tub of  hedgerow picked blackberries, swapped for some courgettes.

Have loads of chillies coming along, and my sweetpeas are in bud at last !!

PS , just realised the figs have ripened  almost 4 weeks earlier than last year !!

 

 

 

The Calm after the Storm

Home at last, back in the calm of my newly decorated bedroom!  Long story for another time, energy lines, changing bed around, dark blue !!

The last couple of weeks have been away installing a project in the Derbyshire Hills, extremely hectic, exhausting  but in the end quite exhilarating when you look around and see the vision I have been holding for such a long time come to fruition

Such a beautiful area Derbyshire,  this last weekend relaxed a little at the Riverside Hotel in Ashford in the Water, such a picturesque village, with its little stone bridge, church and cottages.

My work, courtesy of Yao photography

Ashford in the Water

 

 

first of the season

Who would believe, such an awful summer and only a couple of weeks ago, although fig tree laden, they were as hard as rock

Then today, as I passed by I saw ONE that had started to turn purple, this variety does not turn fully dark and purple, but it green and violet.  Anyhow,squeezed it gently and to my amazement its plump flesh was lusciously soft to the touch.  Plucked from the tree I savoured it to have after my dinner, as I drew  the fig in near to my mouth its sweet heady perfume filled my nostrils, and as my teeth sunk deep into the flesh, an explosion of succulent sweetness touched my taste buds, its deep pinky purple flesh flashing scarlet in my hand, what a delight, and to think I have loads more to follow.  Mr Sun please keep shining !!

I just had a look to see if I recorded anything about my figs last year.  Low and behold I posted on the exact same day !!  only at that time there was a whole bowl full !

https://carolgearing.com/2011/08/17/solitude/

 

 

 

 

Solitude

“I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers.” ~Henry David Thoreau

 

What would I be without it…………  These days I cannot find my way through the day if I dont find time for space to be alone, to potter around, meditate, walk in the park, write my journal and have that feeling of total silence.  My early morning sojourns over the common across the road from me are bliss, sitting on my favourite bench, feeling the growing warmth on my back as the sun rises behind me, the birdsong, the breeze on my skin.

Pottering about before my work day started I picked a bowl of figs from the most abundant tree I have seen in long while, lucky for me its long branches have made there way over to my side of the fence !  Its lusccious fruits hung down swollen with the ripe sweetness, and as I bit into the soft moistness its honeyed flesh I felt real gratitude for this tree going about its business in complete solitude.

 


The Benefits of Solitude

The best art is created in solitude, for good reason: it’s only when we are alone that we can reach into ourselves and find truth, beauty, soul. Some of the most famous philosophers took daily walks, and it was on these walks that they found their deepest thoughts.

 

Just a few of the benefits

  • time for thought
  • in being alone, we get to know ourselves
  • we face our demons, and deal with them
  • space to create
  • space to unwind, and find peace
  • time to reflect on what we’ve done, and learn from it
  • isolation from the influences of other helps us to find our own voice
  • quiet helps us to appreciate the smaller things that get lost in the roar

There are many more benefits, but that’s to get you started. The real benefits of solitude cannot be expressed through words, but must be found in doing.

 


veggie

trying to maintain a vegetarian diet without getting bored and having to eat bowls of beans has been a bit of a challenge of late.  Being a carnivore most of my life. one day I just awoke with the need to stop, something was telling me that my energy was too dense, that I needed to feel lighter, and so I just stopped munching the flesh.  I wasnt’t that I was a huge meat eater, but I think it was more out of habit and the need to eat protien.  Why this need suddenly dissipated is a mystery, but I do feel better for it for sure.  The only thing being, is that pulses and grains leave me feeling  little bloated, so have to be a little more creative in the food making stakes……………..  tonight efforts centred around kirsty’s homegrown veg, fresh from her garden, some rice, nut kind of loaf mix formed into burger shapes with red peppers, spring onions and flat leaf parsley.  they were tasty but a bit mushy, but the rosemary roasted potatoes went down a treat.

Eggs and cheese I am reducing too, I was beginning to OD on these, every breakfast in fact, omlettes, scrambled, poached and fried !   not anymore, porridge oats cooked with water until thick and  creamy, scoop into bowl with a spoonful of cream on top !!  Thanks Andreas Moritz for letting me know a little cream and butter are ok !!  I purchased and carried out a liver flush from his now famous book.