It’s not simply the heat that fills me with trepidation each year, but everything that goes with it; the abundance of snakes and insects, not all of them welcome. I wish no truck with scorpions; I killed 3 snakes (with a lot of help from Paris) last year and would much prefer not to have to repeat the experience this year; I don’t mind for myself so much but I become a worrywart where the ‘kids’ are concerned. Paris and Snooze will always attack a snake, Malcolm isn’t interested and Tossie yelps encouragingly from the side-lines. That boy is cute in every sense of the word… But if I choose to live in Africa I have to yield totally to the forces that led me here and accept that death by snake is always a possibility; to be aware of the probabilities but not assume they will become certainties. In short, I refuse to live a life containing fear, but I do know the essentialness of a certain degree of caution in order to avoid fear.
I’m late with this blog and for that my apologies, but as I knew it would, once my house became my home, my creativity emerged from its dormant state and as a result I am now thoroughly absorbed in writing my 2nd book! Writing this is something my first book wasn’t, as anyone who has managed to plough through it will confirm. It’s fun! The first one was light on the laughs, and I don’t wish to imply that this one is a complete bundle of fun, but having purged myself of all the angst and anguish in the 1st one I decided to have a good time with the 2nd one and I have to say I’m loving every minute of it!
That’s not to say that it won’t mention the odd trial and tribulation because it already has! But I now have a maturity that was sorely lacking when I first put pen to paper, or type to writer (for the more anally retentive) and I’m celebrating the delight of the twilight years! The peace, the freedom and the knowledge to finally be oneself is heady stuff indeed! To be at peace with myself is the most precious gift life has bestowed on me; all those years of turmoil nothing more than a distant memory I choose not to return to. I can’t change events in my life but I can change my attitude towards them, and at my advanced age I know that nothing matters more than that inner peace and the way to achieve that is to realize that nothing is worth wasting any negative emotion on, pain, anger, resentment et al need to be jettisoned and all you have to do is throw back your head and LAUGH! Long and loudly and frequently.
Because my darlings, it ain’t worth it, all that angst and anguish, because the secret of life is very simple. It’s hysterically funny because it’s so absurd! Grown men going around bashing each other’s lights out, cutting off other peoples’ heads, maiming and killing each other is so absurd when the solution is so simple. All we have to do is the one thing humanity has yet to try: love one another. It’s so simple I have to laugh….x