I rarely dip into the outside world in terms of mainstream media, for it unnerves me!
I keep myself occupied in the world as I know it…the one where I weave wreathes from Willow and Dogwood…
The one where cruelty and chaos are not allowed entry!
You’ll understand my terror, for that’s why you’re here…to touch base with reality!
Yes, this is reality…as it was meant to be and in the world most inhabit, is not!
I have always chosen this reality, both as a child living in poverty and as a mother creating sanctuary for her children in London.
I have always sought out Mother Earth, wherever she was hidden from view by retail parks and shopping centres, housing estates and suburbia.
I chose this reality.
I planted it, brought it forward, share it and allow it’s force to move out in waves of healing and peace.
We all choose our own realities and what we allow carelessly in or strive to keep out!
The Lughnasadh Garden is another reality being birthed at Bealtaine.
Just as wanton destruction is being justified all over this Sacred Earth, the need for creation is more necessary than ever in the history of what we laughingly refer to as “civilisation!”
And, if you are brain-washed enough to think for a minute that politicians will lift us all up to a better life, then you should really seek your inspiration with them… and not here at this little portal!
Regardless of party/gender/colour or creed, politicians take us to war and care nothing for the protection of Mother Earth…and that in my view is unforgivable!
Today I am feeling angry with what I saw as I looked at the world through the poisonous media.
Even Social Media is being taken over by hate and vitriol!
As I approach my birthday and my 61st year, I am becoming convinced more and more of the need to keep one’s head down and continue to nurture and care for Mother Earth.
It’s all I care to do, for there is much destruction and violence all around that has reached a point of insanity!
I don’t know where to go from here, except to keep doing as I do and keep this website going…where, I do not know!
(Thank you Alana!)
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The word, “morality” comes from Latin, 
One would be forgiven for thinking that morality was invented therefore by the Romans…in my view a most immoral culture and empire! 
Following on from the collapse of the Roman Empire, morality became the foremost banner of the Abrahamic religions, as they prescribed the life to be adhered to for those in Europe and later North and South America, as well as large parts of Africa.
Failing to adhere could mean being cast out from society, which was governed in strict terms by the church, in almost every instance. 
And this has remained de rigeur until recently…in fact, my own lifetime. 
In fact, social acceptability and indeed family acceptance was predicated upon one’s adherence to religion…or apparent adherence!
This blog was preceded and inspired by a conversation I had a few days ago with a family member, a sibling.
We both recalled how dominant religion was in our childhood, education and subsequent life outside of Ireland. 
We shared many interesting conversations on many aspects of life…she felt the “lid was off the box!”
I have recently declared myself to be a pagan woman, in that I do not believe in any form of killing, for any reason, nor do I believe in a “creator” as in any sky god, including Zeus and I seek the Divine in all life. Mother Earth is both my home and “church,” feeding my deepest spiritual needs.
As I revealed this to my brother, we both realised that this would have been impossible to declare for any of our previous family over the course of the last 1500 years . 
As you can see it’s a beautiful morning! 
My mind, as ever, began to focus on the beauty of all around me…for I live in a constant state of disbelief that all this has manifested from such barren land in little more than a decade!
We live in unprecedented times. 
In what was promised as a post-war era of plenty on this abundant and beautiful planet, deceit and greed have overtaken and consumed the dream. 
War appears to be never-ending. 
There are some main differences between the times we live in and a few decades ago here in the western world. 
Do you remember? 
My diet as a child consisted of tiny amounts of meat two or three times per week. 
Milk was limited to what was given out free at school. 
Ice cream only ever was a Sunday treat during the Summer months. 
Sweets were literally a treat…very rare indeed and brought by visitors to our home! 
Clothes were handed down and rarely bought new! 
Toys and games were what one got at Christmas or birthday if one was lucky! 
Compare all that to now… 
Our happiness levels have plummeted. 
“Someday we shall look back on this dark era of agriculture and shake our heads. How could we have ever believed that it was a good idea to grow our food with poisons?”
Oh Jane Goodall, what a wise woman you are…but I hope that day comes soon!
