Unfortunately, I’ve been unwell for two days following a night of throwing up. Pah… or perhaps that should be Blah! The good side is that I have been able to read a bit more, though I slept for Scotland for most of yesterday.
Can you make any sense of what is going on in the European economy? I watch the TV pundits and read various predictions of gloom, but to be honest it is not making an awful lot of sense. I just don’t seem to be able to understand. People are reacting out of fear, though I have the dark suspicion that somebody out there somewhere, sitting in front of a computer is either manipulating financial matters or taking advantage of them for personal profit.
That brings me back to a snippet from Joan Chittister (The Gift of Years)
The world has been upside down for so long, it is almost impossible to believe anymore that the meaning of life is not about doing. The notion that it is about being – being caring, being interested, being honest, being truthful, being available, being spiritual, being involved with the important things of life, of living – is so rare, so unspoken of, as to be obtuse. We don’t even know what meaning means anymore.
The way I read it, the world would be a better place if we remembered to be kind, and to look out for one another. Any thoughts?