A mixtape for multiple sclerosis

A mixtape for multiple sclerosis

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

Mykonos

Like many, many people I am struggling with the news at the moment.

As a former reporter it's somehow ingrained in me to keep watching it - and part of me feels it's disrespectful to the victims of these atrocities to turn it off.

But I am also aware it's not healthy to obsessively check it. 

Perhaps it would be helpful and sensible to take a small break and heed the advice of poet Wendell Berry:

The peace of wild things

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.


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