I let him onto my island.
My great mistake,
Was thinking that another’s weight
Wouldn’t sink the sands
Holding my life together.
Source: Santuario, Ana Maria (2023). Safer Shores of Me. Faith in Change Publishing, London.
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On my island…
On my island, I answer to no one but myself. My needs are met first, my voice is heard before it is spoken aloud, I am attuned to the moment and where I sit within it. The world is a noisy place, increasingly so in fact, and oftentimes there is nowhere quiet to sit. Libraries maybe, if they survive the tech-knowledge revolution. Even parks are full of noise, large groups, people playing music through speakers, traffic passing by. Too much noise if you ask me. It is why, when I travel, I seek out natural splendor, I have found many a spot to exist as just me and mother earth, and it is my favourite place to be. Many love company, I love peace.
When the world chooses peace, only then can world peace manifest. Rushing to work, stressing at work, moaning about work – where be the peace? Hating your spouse, becoming the martyred mother archetype, hating your life in general – where be the peace? Watching war torn worlds on the television, be these stories used for news or entertainment (is there really a difference?), where be the peace? Competition, even nature shows are all about the devastations we face, rather than the beauty that remains, where be the blimming peace?
I am tired of hearing people want something other than what they have, especially when their world oozes privilege. I am angry with a world that claims there is not enough money, food and water for all, when some live in an excess beyond imagining, hoarding gold, cash and digital currency. I am angry that equality, harmony, and the peace fueled by such life circumstances is stolen daily by national agendas, by politicians getting paid to sleep through parliamentary sessions and big businesses. I am angry too, but if I touch the world in these spots, it means nothing, it matters not. Far better I return to my island and emanate peace, for there be the light that may shine and only grow… the rest is a waste of my time.
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