Euphrosene Labon

Ego and ‘ego’: fame, if not fortune, whether from blogging or higher up the sleb scale, could just be a cry to be heard, to feel there is some meaning to one´s life. Creating is one way, I suppose.

Parents create children to give their lives meaning; artists, authors, musicians - the obvious; businessmen, their
organisations. But what of the poor saps without any of these obvious blessings, skills or talents?

That stream of unfinished thought was from Monday. Yesterday, I went on a flower painting course, and discovered I could draw but not paint the blessed things in watercolour. With a bit of effort, and more learning, I probably would be able to but I couldn´t bear to look at yesterday´s efforts so they got ripped up - in the class.

It got me wondering why I saved my equally pathetic results from the portrait class (see corner) and, having seen M again, I dug them out. Because she still appeared to think I took hers, part of me really did wonder if I had.

Nope. No sign of them at all chez moi. The only oeuvres are my own. But I don´t think that´s going to stop her feeling I spirited them away.

Meanwhile, faithful readers will remember I have mentioned a few times how, even at a very early age, I had ideas which were dismissed as `scientifically impossible´. Some are now being accepted as plausible: consciousness in all sentients, even at microbe level; life on the Sun and so on. The latter is more open to possibility as scientists have found life underground that thrives in horrendously hot temperatures.

So where did my knowledge come from? At around 10, I was certainly not reading metaphysical tomes. Why did I always seem to have a profound belief in the interlinked consciousness of all life … but not as it is generally known?

Last week, I ordered some books by Swami Prabhupada from Amazon.

Reading Life Comes From Life, I could only nod in recognition, although Prabhupada quotes the Vedas which I have never read from cover to cover - and certainly had not even glanced at in my earlier life. So it´s back to wondering precisely where this information comes from, and why just some not all.

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

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