What love means
What does love mean?
I am in the woods or in a caravan or summer house or squat
ive been travelling in foreign lands sleeping on the streets
What I have learnt will last me for a lifetime
What I have seen is people helping me in ways I would never have let them before and it's brought me to my emotional core to release so many things I has held onto and needed to let go of
So I have been given an extra portion of rice in a new place in luxembourg city by a woman whose generosityade me want to hug her and all she said was "you are my guest".
I've been accepted by the homeless of Barcelona and greeted as a friend of those who are marginalised like the immigrants and other people who live between the lines and read between them too. I've met many who are trapped by theft of their documents and so am I a little too.
Then the addictions and availability of drink and drugs creates a spiral of misery from which they cannot escape, one woman said "I have been to many places in the world but Barcelona is he worst"
To hear that about places so rich and so ready for another way of doing things, knowing that the difference and the gap between rich and poor allows these things to go on, being able to love well on the discarded food and clothes of others who are only consuming more and more makes sense.
But it doesn't sit well and the homelessness despite the location of an historic square that Gaudi visited daily for forty years meant I almost became a part of the daily guided tours there.
Th forest and the shore are my true home and I belong in nature not the human made forests of buildings and the lakes and ponds that substitute the natural collection of water.
The way that animals are bred Nd tamed and caged and farmed and maimed until they suffer every day from captivity as a lCk of freedom they are our slaves for meat and milk and it stinks.
So don't expect to see me ina city unless I have good reason to visit I could never live there
So some highs like meeting a graffiti artist because my travelling companion keeps on doing the things that cre me and giving me the courage to overcome that initial voice in my head that says don't
Seeing sights like a pure pink lightning above my head while wandering into an unknown town with a street dog at our heels is something I will never forget and nor should I lest it leave me like the love I have felt and continue to feel and continue to allow to grow and hare and spread until it's felt for every one I see every brother and sister whether human or plant or animal
