Thursday (5May'22)
Very interesting morning. Briefly, i "researched" a bit last night… watching a long video by a lady selling vitamins to help with peripheral neuropathy…
interesting, but today i realize that i didn't check the feedback from others who had used the company etc So, when you think you've spent a lot of time, it matters what sources you use, and maybe I would need to have spent double that time before buying from them. Pretty naive eh. Anyway, I bought 6 bottles for my wife, and me (with my long-term problem of aching and tingling feet, but exacerbated recently for some reason) to try for 3 months. Then went to sleep.
I got a call in the morning from someone doing work for my bank, saying that someone had also tried, after my purchase, to bill me another $920.00, which, when the lady found that I had not ordered it, she said my card had been compromised, and to cut it up. A new one would be posted home in 7 to 10 days. Interesting, when I am on a walking trip that lets me know where I am going each day…
I can still use internet banking. Should have just transferred the money to my Australia Post reloadable Mastercard and bought using that… live to learn.
Spent some time in reflection, and choosing to be grateful instead of that other option of - grumpiness.
I looked at a trolley that the owner of the van park suggested might be helpful:
A great walk, only occasional cars or trucks..
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A great walk, feet sore, to be sure, but about 3 or 4 rapping poem-ish thingos and phone calls, and some time recalling the first century writtings about the world's most effective teacher.
Look at these weird fungus fruiting body thingos, that look like cow poos, on the roadside...
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Then arrived at Nathalia about 5:30pm and got my Motel key. I popped into a local bakery, at the suggestion of the Motel owner, to see if they could take my bag to Namurka tomorrow morning, and if I'm there soon after 7am they think they can. How good is that! Bought some desert at the bakery, and will get a coffee in the morning.
Bought some chinese dumplings for dinner, from Al's cafe, did some shopping for bandaids (for a blister), and trail mix etc, then called in to the pub in town that is now open Thursday nights too.
I'm learning about generosity and acceptance. After I left the pub, a lady came running out and called out that some folk had seen a sign on my back-pack and wondered what I was doing, and why. Sarah then introduced me to the pub and told them something of what I was doing, donated something to vember, and tried to help me think about calling cards or the like so people could scan a QR code then go to Movember, or follow my blog, & someone else in the pub wouldn't listen to my refusal and shouted me another beer. How good eh!
I drew a pic of her, which half worked, (thanks to creative love!), and she acted chuffed about it. It was fun trying anyway.
Back for a shower, and put my feet up during a phone catch-up with a mate from near home, and wrote this…
OLD TO NEW WORLD VIEW
Despite that science tells us "This world is
not what it seems on outside, to the feel,
with layers upon layers forming things",
I still believe that our ol' world is real.
Our scientific story tells us that
despite what we all see here (think we "know"),
there's layers of "community" which mat
together, and which interleave.. (quite so):《1》
Inside, within each body, making up
the living ones, are individu'l "cells",
or living creatures that can be corrupt-
ed, or combined to make a host where dwells
the multicelled "community" we see
that's planted right before us "on" (or "in")
our ground of being. Even you and me.
And these can be disrupted or can win!
The ways that these communities would seize
things 'round about to aid their tiny parts,
to work together: shelter, feed, and ease
their life, to bring a thriving from their starts,
are called in this Our world "to feed", & "clothe
and shelter", self or fam'ly, other lives.
The old words from Our world that covered both
are "love", & then there's "peace"- which meant "life thrives".
But smaller yet, each body that exists,
of rocks, or gasses, animals or plants;
(and irrespective of "life" tagged to its
existence as an entity, per chance..)
is made of smaller atoms, molecules,
or other things that kind of are like "seas".
But smaller yet (these aren't just words of fools)
are forces "circling", balancing with ease.
Where either particles or waves "impart"
existence to those higher levels too.
But here we haven't even made a start
on bigger things, like Galaxies and U-
ni-verse, or other categ'ries rehearsed,
like Supernova, Nebulae, and Giants,
Dwarves, and other stars that shoot and burst,
to cook up compounds, elements and ions
from which all of the rest can start to "be".
Invisible dimensions in this way
we start to understand, and maybe "see"
within our "mind's eye" - as they used to say.
But still our story makes more sense, or less
of all dimensions we've encountered here,
since we were born - to order and to mess,
with this ol' world. - And this is where I cheer
myself as I move on, and others too.
The world we "started" in, that let us learn
about dimensions and these worlds that you
have just now been reminded of, don't spearn!
The story that's apparent: God made this
whole world with more dimensions than you'd poke
at with a stick, does not seem so remiss
and starts to look less like it was a joke!
"The best is yet to come", as AA found
in fact, through living in this re-al world.
And there's a higher power hanging round
to see if we would reach out and be curled
within the love of biggest Dad, or Mum,
and let the Great Creator's fam-il-y
look after us and grow us, and then some..
towards more of a nature that is free
to love back, as we have ourselves been loved.
And that's why most religions in this world
admire, and think good-life was surely gloved
within the life, that we have mostly hurled
our insults at, and blamed him for our faults
and misdemeanours, laziness, and such.
It's him I would commend to you. Us dolts,
we killed the model human God loved much -
the second Adarm (and would kill his Eve,
that God brings from him while he's "not around").
In jealousy and ignorance, we'd weave
a net to catch them yet, like beasts been found
and named. So if you ask me to I'll tell
the story of the glory of God "THERE",
who loves his kids, and wants them to do well,
take on creative love, and learn to share.
《1》 physically enact this by interleaving the fingers from each hand with those of the other
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