2022-06-02

Wed 1June2022CE Gooloogong to Canowindra..



A full 29 or 30 km today. Glad that last night, my trolley was picked up and dropped of at today's destination. 


Well a simple breaky (weetbix, and toast, coffee or tea) is provided here. So, I'll try for breaky at sunrise, about 7am then leave around 7:30am or 8am.


Wed, I want to go right through tomorrow,  the Intro to Mark, the 1st block of 7pairs of storylets (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7), and the first two storylets (1, 2) of the 2nd block of stories from that First Century doc on the life of Yeshua. And practice them at least 3 times through.


Then when I arrive at Canowindra, go to the site of a new coffee shop about to open where a successful old one closed during COVID. A fire, and hot (I hope) shower, await me, he said!




Actually got on the road at 8:30-ish. I had sent my rain poncho in the trolley by mistake. So I had to make one from a bread bag and bin liner. 


I only got through that meditation thing 2 times.


"Jogged", at maybe the slowest jog I've ever seen,  for much of the way. Didn,'t need the rain poncho 1ce.


But it still had cold winds for much of the day. 


Put my feet up once around the half way mark. Ate a meusli bar or biscuit or a handful of trail mix every 3 or 4 km.

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When I got into Canowindra, had time to pop in to see old friends (who used to live in Grenfell), Les and Dot. It just happened that Les turned 92yrs old this day. We had a cuppa and caught up for an hour, then over to the (soon to be opened) Delice Coffee & local produce shop. A lovely coffee, heard a piano piece, and had a go myself.


They took me home to their home -  out of town, and time to prepare (& then eat) beefy stew, a couple of drinks, a shower, some drawing, card game, stories, dreams, and bed ( on a special inflateable mattress - luxury, lovely.) What a precious night.  Here's a picture the next morning:

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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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