Abundance

 

Eight currawongs sitting in a tree. 

2am 8 June 2026 Monday,  Canberra 

On my return from Sorry Business, the autumn leaves are down to the stragglers.

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There is no English equivalent to Sorry Business.

Once the leap was made – the written word caught up to the much older oral accounts – some words in common emerged.

How’s your Quantum Physics? Start there gentle reader, discover quantum mechanics, be enthralled by Theory.

The trigger for a period of retreat and self care – Sorry Business - is death.

In perpetuity, melancholy.

In the evertime, abundance.

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I used a quarter tank of premium unleaded to reduce my footprint in preparation for emergence of a new world order. Unlike the Covid-frenzy 2019, this time around I collapsed what I want and what I need into the same list.

During Sorry Business, the necessary work continues. 

I serviced my car so I’m able to go home, ten hours away, in an instant. I fixed my car stereo so I enjoy being in my car. I bought a tool kit to fix the broken and assemble anything new in the House. I secured all the goods and services of life – healthy home grown food, an intimacy bubble, the means of my escape and minimal disruptions. Paltry; global; and a universal speck. 

With one last thing on my list, I weaved my way through traffic back to the House. When supply chains initially alarmed the populace, the traffic was much slower, cordial and people were being seen afresh in their vehicles. At red lights, I pulled up beside a sensible male driver alone in a large ute. The kind of ute most often seen with one male occupant. Or full of high-vis, shoulder to shoulder, overshooting the tiny road entrances to fast food drive-thrus. Grease trap thigh spread.

Solo he was listening to pop music. He looked happy in life. I called out to his elbow. He looked around trying to locate the new sound.

Eight words from me.

He said, yes, follow me.

It was the most fun I had during Sorry Business, weaving through traffic on the tail of a huge ute, with a driver who indicated, let in traffic and could stay completely in his lane with grace. Walking beside a tall, well-legged male with excellent spatial awareness, I found my way through a maze to a sanctuary, 700m from the House. 

Music, the natural world, and the sky are my constant companions. 

Of course I’ve kept up with what’s going on across the planet we share. I prefer to do my own research, and I like to know everything. 

I’d also like to be invisible and I’ve no time for secrets.  

I’ve discovered I love watching the NRL. And I came across something called Dark Country. The FIFA World Cup marathon big screen binge starts soon and despite the omission and retirement of Uruguay superstars Luis Suárez and Edinson Cavani, I'm happy and content.

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Playlist for troubled times in a small footprint...

Bob Dylan, Like a Rolling Stone

Axel Wilder, What You Think of Me

Thank you for reading. I wish you well wherever you are.

Siv Parker

House of Abundant Peace