letting go

Hi everyone,

Did you all have an awesome assignment, blogging free break?
I have just t returned from the country, retreating with glow worms at Findlay Park near Lake Karapiro, Cambridge. Witnessing the glow worms I could feel the pull that a sacred place, a place of origins, has on its own creatures. As they glowed in their home (cave), I felt the need to visit my own hometown, near the valley of my childhood.

The nest day I traveled up to the Far North - Herekin0 - a place truly lost in time. No computers, no emails, , television (no sky), and no mobile network -yes I did get withdrawal symptoms.

But I got to read The Good, the Bold, and the Beautiful, by Dan Clanton. The story is very richly interpreted. It is the story of Susanna and the Elders from the Apocypha. The narrative touches on attempted rape, female sexuality, abuse of power, punishment for the wicked, and voyeurism, to name but a few themes.

I got to play outdoors and developed my own organic relationships with nature - cows, chickens and even the unloved possums.

Also went fishing and watched the kahawai and mullet in motion, Indeed fish in motion and by extension the birds and all animals are nature's work of art.

I picked watercress from flowing creeks and oranges from fruit laden trees. Eating dinner from the porch at nights I looked up at the skies speckled with zillion stars. and understood the psalmist speaking of God's glory in creation.

Now, I am back to blogging, laptops, emailing and a part of a world frantically pushing at technology, continually being fascinated by the wonders of human ingenuity that overcome frustrations of distance and time.

But I ponder still for we are part of a world whose technolgoies continue to threaten the very basis of life, leading to scarce and poisoned water, infertile soil and polluted air. How have we arrived at this critical state?

Ooh my family will love the Bible in Hypertext - instead of Codex - tell you why next blog

Te Atapo - the dawn