I have swum in the sea this evening, for the first time in 2020!
It felt good to wash off the months of coronavirus weirdness and re-connect with the watery side of Mother Earth, rather than the I’ll-Show-You-Who’s-The-Dominant-Species Virus side.
There is something incredibly satisfying about sitting here now, with the feel of sand between my toes and the faint smell of sea salt on my skin. It must be something primal. It seems to give me the same feeling that I get while poking around in bonfire ashes with a stick, or while cooking raw meat on a barbecue. We are only a few generations removed from cavemen, and I honestly believe there are thousands of years of repeated behaviour sitting in our genes, that cannot be forgotten about just because we live in insulated houses, drive air-conditioned cars and feed on frozen food that’s been flown here from all over the world.
An interesting point to finish on…. It has nothing
to do with what I’ve already typed, I just felt I wanted to share it:
Heathrow Airport dealt with 6 million passengers
during January 2020. During April, there were 210,000.
RC 25-6-20
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