Viv picked me up just before 8am and we chatted as we put the trolley on the back if his son (in law?)'s ute. We talked about what the world is coming to.
He dropped me off at the same green drum beside the guide-post, where I finished up yesterday, and barped the horn as he drove back into Berrigan. Said he'll call up some time to see how I'm going. What a gem!
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This is Matt who met me 20 km before Oaklands…
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Asked if I was ok, or needed a hand. He's heading North to ride a lot of km on an old push-bike, as part of the shearers riders, going on the Shearer's Ride out of Texas in Qld (as the shearers did in the early 1900's), with a vintage cyclists club.
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He's driving up to Texas via the Fossicker's Way. This might be a good way for me to take. We'll see.
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He gave me a bannana and a bit of cheese cake, for as I go along, spent 20 min yacking, then my daughter rang me, and we parted. Matt was ready to share life, and genuinely concerned to connect with humanity where possible. How lovely to meet him at the back of Berrigan.
Sometimes these roads have nowhere for walkers to walk accross bridges over culverts etc . No space for a wheelbarrow or a trolley like mine. You have to check no traffic is coming and run, to make sure you get accross in a car lane before something does come.
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Looking back at one I just made it over:
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Other times, there's heaps of space
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A panorammic look at this land…
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And with water:
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A white sedan going in my direction passed and slowed down,
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Ruth Smith (88yrs) from a property "Ellimatta", which she said is just a few km down the road, was at a "bible-study" of country women in Berrigan (?), where Muriel also was, who (along with her husband David) had me over for a cuppa yesterday arvo. They must have talked and Muriel said she's "...so gratefull to my heavenly father.. you'd better join me for lunch, and another cup of tea." So off she drives, & off I walk, again. Looks like it's lunch at Ellimatta today!
I've just passed Swan Lagoon Road, hope her house isn't up there. Can't see it. Passed the 15km sign, and a "Welcome…" sign…
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Ruth said it was only about 450m off the road. I just passed Oakview.
I should have got some idea of how far out of Oaklands, Ellimatta was, or how many km i had to go…
Live, & learn, or as my son says: Live, & lurch!
~12:15pm, about 14km out of Oaklands, this is what I saw!
Just then, a 4 wheel drive pulling a BIG trailer load of wood pulled up to deliver firewood to Ruth. We got talking and this was her son Craig, along with his worker Marcus. We talked, and then unloaded the trailer of wood (that tipped, to make it easier to collect the wood from the back).
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Then along with an old friend of Ruth's, who was visiting, and helping with house maintenance, David… I went in to lunch before 1:30pm.
It turns out we knew some mutual friends (Laurie & Elvita McIntosh) and some other people, & David was from Cowra, which is near Orange.
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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