It Starts With a Song

I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colours will bleed into one
Bleed into one
But yes I’m still running

You broke the bonds
And loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Oh my shame
You know I believe it
But I still haven’t found what I’m looking for

U2

So how do we begin?

It starts with a song as so many things do, because songs so often capture what we most want to say. This song does just that.

It’s the tale of a searcher and a restless soul. Of a person who knows that despite a life of enquiry the journey is no where near complete.

Can we get away with a line or two from another song?

We’ll risk it.

I wandered out in the world for years
While you stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon

The Waterboys

This blog is a journey of exploration both without and within.

And it will mostly be told by my co-conspirators, Chris and Polie, and true manifestation of Yin and Yang if ever there has been. They make possible a wider view of the world than I alone could grasp. Please be kind to them.

Also, we’ll teach you to flip the hoof, but more of that later.