Four Walls

I just have to look at the M&G website – with its flashing headlines and a million and one things to click on and I start feeling overwhelmed. This information age is hard work. One always has the feeling of running to catch the “Information” bus that’s leaving down the dusty road. 

Sometimes I envy my father who can bearly operate a video machine let alone a computer. On the telephone he tells me how he spent the afternoon watching the sea counting the whale pods!!

Even spirituality seems to have become a whole host of choice and selection. A million books on faith. I feel like I should have read them all to earn the right to an opinion, the right to believe the essentially simple things that I believe. Am I simple in having a relatively simple faith? I ask myself this question. But even then – if I look closely – I realise that simple faith is actually quite complex in the way that it arrived at its simplicity!! Oh dear!

My sister-in-law went to the talk the Dalai Lama gave in Cape Town a while back. She laughed when at the press conference, he basically reprimanded a Capetonian devotee telling him to stick to the faith of his own culture! I can’t help feeling the same way sometimes. We’ve all got so adventurous, I feel we are sometimes losing ourselves in the process.

It was much easier when there were just four walls with a great view!!