The Wild Bells

 Dust and ashes.

The old year is ending in dust and ashes.

I've been trying to identify the heaviness I'm feeling and I don't think it's personal because others feel it too. And I don't think it's fear because what is there to be afraid of?

No, it's grief. 

Grief, sadness, remorse- everything in that particular bundle of emotions. 

it's not just the drip, drip, drip of the Epstein files that's causing the grief but they're very much in our face so let them stand for the whole.

We're being told that our rulers, our cultural icons, the rich, famous and powerful are a bunch of shits who get together with other shits to behave shittily. This isn't exactly news, but it's harder to ignore than it ever has been. And we who have voted for them, bought their product, bought their lies, idolised them are part of the picture. They are everything we value and admire, so what does say about us?

Ring out wild bells.....

And what are the wild bells saying?

"Must do better, must do better, must do better..."

"Must"? 

No, let's change that to "will"

Will do better, will do better, will do better.....