14/1/20 AJL Notes
I found I could not easily have “down time” when I read today’s news. Whether it’s weather, politics, education, finance, economics, we are kept in a constant state of anxiety. So, my response was to turn away so that I may have downtime to rest my overworked adrenal. Each day I try to find time to read something. Today I read, only once, an encyclical by Pope Pius XI – ‘Atheistic Communism’. It’s appropriate, because the inordinate influences over us, even though I try and avoid them, are generally atheistic communist propaganda, whether it comes from the mainstream media – (liberal and socialist working in tandem), or social media. Why are we kept under such a constant state of heightened anxiety? There appears to be no rest from this onslaught, and that is its purpose, to be unrelenting.
So where is my rest? It is found in the natural world, down the beach, or in the forest, or in the garden. With dirt on my hands I’m actually absorbing minerals from the soil, breathing fresh air, and receiving my daily dose of sunshine – vitamin D. Biologically, time with nature is uplifting.
So, is the natural world really in a constant state of dialectical conflict? Marx would have us think so, but in the garden I see harmony, mutualism and peace. We don’t spray, we manage.
When I was working up in the desert we had Christmas beetles in plague proportions. We also had seasonal moths and rats and mice in plague proportions. Not so in my garden. If any number of pests becomes too many, a predator will automatically come in to balance out the numbers. It seems to be that there are these balancing forces in the nature of things. Did you know a lot of deserts around the world are as a consequence of man’s abuse of his environment?
Culture, or civilisation, achieved its high water mark by getting on, individually and in community. Culture is about building up mutual love and cooperation, not tearing it down as Dialectical Materialism (marxism and laissez-faire) determines – only power, soulless and atheistic from the start.
So, how do we ‘build on’ from our inherited legacy, rather than tear it apart? The first would be to look for ‘the real’, rather than ‘the abstract’.
When I am out in the garden I am available to talk with my neighbour. Some of our best discussions have been across the fence. The other day a neighbour’s son came across to help (supervise) me unload the trailer. He was there for more than one hour and we talked about many things including family. All families have skeletons somewhere and need our prayers. This young man and I agreed to pray for all our neighbours. In that is an act of love towards my fellow man, we were building up our community capital, our social credit. That won’t happen if I stay indoors in front of the box.
So the garden got fed, I rested unloading the trailer, and our community is a little more cohesive. All from going out into the garden and tasting a little of the real, not abstract, world.
What difference will doing this make? In times of duress it might make all the difference: one sows, another waters, but God causes the increase.