Cultivate your Garden

Lasagna to make, sheets to wash, counter-tops to clear, candles, cookies, beer…just a few bits and bobs of things to offer this morning.

Winter solstice, the shortest day for the longest thoughts. We are all anxious and powerless about the state of the world…politics, war, death, poverty, strife.

What can we do? Voltaire observed in his satirical tale, Candide, that the violence and plunder of kings could not compare with the productive and peaceful life of those who tended to their own lives, ‘cultivated their own garden’ and traded the surpluses with their neighbors.

Thank you, Mr. Bernstein, for setting ‘Cultivate Your Garden’ to your glorious musical vision.

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They had always been able to hear the smell of burning leaves and taste the wonder of the moon. Their eyes could touch the blare of sirens and their hands could feel the stars. Their inner ear held the mysteries of odd flavors and they always tried not to smell or hear the sorrow in the color red and couldn’t help but taste the backdrop of the sea of phragmites blowing in the evening wind. Their nose sensed colonies of thirsty eyes, listening, listening for answers.    KSully November ‘23

Title track from Like a Child, 1995 K Sullivan, guitar; P Marienthal, flute

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We are all sacred beings with the beautiful power to love each other, care for our neighbors and help everyone in need. It may seem like it is not enough, but it is everything.

Merry Solstice, Happy Christmas

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