I woke up and saw the cathedral through the motel windows. There was a smile on my face. The speaking job last night went well, the evening a celebration of rural women and their get up and go spirit.
Well, I was in celebration mode too, so I turned on the TV as a treat and prepared to have breakfast in bed while watching a morning show or two. Bad idea. Horrendously distressing news of a journalist beheading, followed by more crimes in Australia, such as the mining tax abolished thanks to the support of a mining magnate’s very own party ( conflict of interest? What conflict of interest?) and I am not sure the poached eggs I just ate will happily make their way to their natural end. They ll have a few stomach knots to negotiate…
I have to get the fear out of my mind ( sorry, no free rent space in here) to consciously remind myself that the goodness in people is not celebrated in the mind numbing and/or horrifying news dished out to the masses on TV and in the written press. I did find out what dress Angelina Jolie wore for her wedding though, and I guess it makes me feel better about life and the universe. 😉
Not as much though, as the energy shared last night, by real women and men changing the world with their own hands, one loving action at a time.
There is hope people, the change is happening right now. We are going back to the time when people cared, communities thrived and no one was left to cope on their own in front of a TV, feeling the world had gone to hell in a handbasket with only self serving politicos to save us from eternal damnation.
Switch of the TV, use your news rag to mulch the garden, and rejoice in your choice: you can be, or you already are one of all the wonderful people who care, and do something about making the world a better place for all. We are One.
Thanks to Jenny Pendlebury, of the Loddon Bendigo Rural Women’s Network, and to the very special Ngaire Anderson, Julie Oberin, Lyn Comer, Sue Brown, Sue Bennett and Gwen Miller for a reassuringly inspiring and loving time.