A good analogy is to look at one’s own household.
Do you consume more than you produce?
Keep borrowing and eventually the crunch will come…payback time, with nothing in reserve to pay what’s owed.
Many people refer to this as, living beyond one’s means.
If this is what you are doing, then it’s time to take control of your own micro economy.
Leave your government to continue paying bankers grossly inflated sums of money and try to re-calibrate your own finances.
I was enjoying a long conversation with my mother on Monday.
Growing up through WW2 was the greatest lesson in personal finance for her. (This is her, aged 80, at Bealtaine Cottage).
If one did not have money, one could not buy goods or services.
That proved to be enormously enabling for that generation…one of the healthiest and most empowered ever known in the modern world.
She has never been over-weight, birthed 11 children and did not own a washing machine until I bought her one. (My elder brothers never quite got their heads around why she would need one!)
Mum has always lived within her means and helped all of her children as well.
If Mum ran the economy, the bankers would be paid according to their productivity…and politicians also!
Many people of limited means have bought flowers for their loved one…flowers grown in Kenya in Africa by using water from Lake Naivasha.
This has had a devastating effect on plant, marine and animal life.
Hippo numbers have fallen by more than 25%.
The lake is now quite polluted with pesticide drain off.
University of Leicester environmentalist David Harper told the March 28, 2006, British Times: “Almost everybody in Europe who has eaten Kenyan beans or Kenyan strawberries, and gazed at Kenyan roses, has bought Naivasha water.
“It will become a turgid, smelly pond with impoverished communities eking out a living along bare shores … As the lake becomes smaller and shallower it will become warmer, fueling the growth of microscopic algae.
“It is only a matter of time before the lake becomes toxic.”
The Food and Water Watch report said: “The pesticides applied on the farms and in the greenhouses eventually end up in Lake Naivasha and in the groundwater, endangering the area’s people and wildlife … http://www.greenleft.org.au/node/49188
These are mostly roses, and a third of annual production is for Valentine’s Day.
For less than the cost of a cheap bunch of flowers, you can buy a fruit tree and plant it for the one you love.
He was once a hero of mine.
A singer who sang about the issues I cared about.
But, “Sunday, Bloody Sunday,” has become “Endgame, Bloody Endgame,” as the one time singer who articulated the ideals of a generation, turns advocate and spokesperson for the awful, dreadful, death impregnated, GM seed and food corporations of the globe.
The G8 Summit, where the great and the greedy met to plan their attack on an unsuspecting continent, will go down in history as the final chapter in a globalized attack on the poor and downtrodden of our world.
For we all know about India and the almost quarter of a million dirt poor farmers who have taken their lives in all manner of disturbing ways.
That was about seed.
Seed with great advertising and promises behind it, pushing it upon the most vulnerable upon our sacred Earth.
And, if I know…I, a woman living in the remote west of Ireland without television or daily paper, then I am certain that Bono knows all this and more!
After all, did he not spend time with President Obama at the G8 Summit?
So, why, Bono…why?
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The feast of Lugh, Lughnasa, or Lughnasadh happenssoon…on the eve, which is the 31st of July. A time for a bonfire and celebrations of the harvest…celebrations here at Bealtaine Cottage will be focused around a rather small outdoor fire but with the equivalent gusto of the eve that’s in it!
This was said to have been begun by the god Lugh as a funeral feast commemorating his foster-mother, Tailtu, who died of exhaustion after clearing the plains of Ireland for agriculture. Little changed there then, as most of the agricultural work in many African countries is carried out by women!
In days of old, Lughnasadh was a favoured time for trial marriages that would generally last a year and a day, with the option of ending the contract before the new year, or later formalizing it as a more permanent marriage.
Already there is a feel of Autumn in the air and can be seen in the plant life as harvests begin and fruits ripen on the trees. The days have shortened, now over a month past the longest day.
Flowers like this Perscaria Bistorta, a late flowering perennial, begin to show a magnificence beyond their humble beginnings!
is a pre-Christian, Celtic system of keeping the year and still in popular use today to define the beginning and length of the day, the week, the month, the seasons, quarter days, and festivals.
The meteorological seasons begin on March 1, June 1, September 1, and December 1.
The Irish Calendar observes the equinoxes and solstices and has a more realistic seasonal observance…
- Spring – February, March, April.
- Summer – May, June, July.
- Autumn – August, September, October.
- Winter – November, December, January.
These seasons are much more in keeping with the observations I make here at Bealtaine Cottage and I would abide by these dates rather than any other.