I spent the last few days organising my studio, new floor put in. Threw out mounds of paper and stuff. Its amazing the amount of rubbish we amass over such short periods. I think that if I could de-clutter the space around, it might make more room for new thoughts. I love the idea of getting rid of possessions – as many as possible. But I think I like the idea more than the practice! Bits provide a comfort zone, like old letters and presents – these objects which link us to our past. But what can you take with you?
Yesterday, I listened to RTE’s Liveline special programme on Kerry writer John Moriarity who died at the weekend. Since he was diagnosed with the big C last year, he regularly spoke to Joe Duffy about his thoughts on his life and his impending death. He spoke of having to look away, on one occasion, for the first time ever, from a sight so beautiful, that it overcame him. It was deeply moving to listen to him and he obviously was a man who had a profoundly spiritual outlook. I think that what he tried to say was that we should savour our lives, each moment, knowing that we only have a short time here. But John felt that death was not the end, that he was just moving onto another level or plane after this life. Here’s hoping. R.I.P. John Moriarity.
