A busy house
Join me my friend.
Join me.
Just two things are necessary.
Firstly, put the kettle on for tea.
Now, stick this playlist on in the background.
Don't have Spotify?
Ok here's the first tune to give you a feel for my Sunday morning vibes.
Ok I searched and to no avail... so hopefully the Spotify link works??
Second on the list is the Irish staple. The thing we do when a soul is born. The thing we do when a soul departs. The thing we do when two souls wed. The thing we do in the morning. The thing we do in the evening. What could it be????
Tea.
Glorious Tea!
Now pour a cup of scald, sit back and join me for a chat.
Life might be busy?
But remember life is fleeting.
Here today.
Gone tomorrow.
So do remember to smell the roses.
Being grateful
Smell the roses eh?
That's exactly what I did this morning.
Even though I was up late drinking some vino Tinto with neighbours and friends to celebrate my son's communion, my body's alarm clock woke me at 6am, as it so often does since I gave up 95% of added sugars in my life. My energy levels are so high without sugar. It's like a paradox, but it's true.
The first thing I did this morning was connect to the earth. I walked barefoot on the wet cold grass and it felt good.
I then sat.
I sat with tea.
I sat with nature.
I sat with contemplation.
I sat with the busy bees.
Not busy.
Quite.
Pondering.
Let there be light
Recently with the 6am wake up, I've been productive. Gates were painted. Roofs were cleaned. Gutters were cleaned. Fibre cables were run to my garage.
This was all good.
Us Irish are funny when it comes to communions. We like to have the place perfect. It's a big day. It's an important day. I may not go to mass as often as I once did, but I am still catholic. I know there is something greater than us that set us on the course to be what we are today.
The singularity?
The big bang?
Give me a break.
Every atom in every galaxy.
Bear in mind there are more galaxies than grains of sand on earth.
Get your head around that one.
Our own galaxy the milky way has over 100,000,000,000 stars.
The sun is the closest one to us.
The singularity and big bang says that all the galaxies (as many as grains on sand on earth!) were all condensed into a single pinprick sized point of infinite size and density and exploded into existence.
Bullshit!
I don't buy that I'm afraid.
For me the existence of some God or higher being or higher form of energy or resonance exists.
Otherwise where did the point come from?
Also the concept that everything could have fit into this impossibly small and impossibly dense point is not plausible to my analytical brain.
What then?
String theory?
Simulation theory?
The multiverse?
Black hole emissions?
I don't know, but I know that there is something about light that intrigues me. My job uses it, it's central to the symbolism of catholicism and is what feeds us via photosynthesis.
On the work front, my job uses light via something called Dense Wavelength Division Multiplexing (DWDM) Yes I'm an engineer... If your reading this you have just used DWDM for this message to travel from Ireland's West coast to USA, Australia, Africa, Canada, wherever. My ASCII keyed text was converted into 1s and 0s and my switch sent it to a router in a data centre in Galway. That data centre sent it to Dublin via fibre and then some magic happened. The 1s and 0s are converted into light. Light on is a 1. Light off is a 0 in the simplest form I can explain easily. From here it travelled under seas and oceans as light. Remember light can travel pretty fast. 8 times around the world in 1 second!
That light is split by prisms just like in the front of iconic Dark Side of The Moon album below. That means on one single fibre which is thiner than a hair on your head, we can utilise 88 separate wavelengths and send information on every one.
On your side more DWDM kit converts the 88 wavelengths of light into a single beam and turns it back into 1s and 0s, a binary language that our computers and phones talk in. The router in a major city then sends it to your local data centre or base station, then to your modem or phone and again the backlight on your phone allows you to read it.
There it is again.
Light.
It's light for me which is the most important of things and somehow it's central to where we ultimately came from. I just need to figure out why exactly!
Remember to play
Ok sorry for going full geek.
Hopefully I didn't lose too many of you!
We can learn a lot from children.
What do they like to do more than anything?
Play.
They like to play!
We forget as we get older. We don't let ourselves play anymore.
Too busy.
Too serious.
Not enough time.
You've got to make time. Yesterday the kids played around us, as we ate and drank at the back of my house in the glorious May sunshine.
The adults played too. Through music, stories and laughter and there was a great energy and enthusiasm about.
We should all remember to play.
To be honest I don't often share photos of my children online without their consent and for me they are still too young to understand, so I rarely show their faces, but the sheer joy and enthusiasm here had to be shown ❤️
This little one loves to play too and every morning I throw this toy around the garden for her. Her tail wags and my wrinkles show as a smile covers my face. The simple things in life folks.
Family.
Nature.
Good food.
The simple things in life folks.
They're all free and they're all hiding in plain sight.
Taggy McTagerson
Sorry.
Yes that's me, Taggy McTagerson.
Maybe you don't like that? If so, accept my apologies, I just wanted to make sure this one was read by a few people, as sometimes our posts can disappear into the ether, and I put some time and thought into this one.
So, I decided to tag a few of ye, as otherwise you may never read my ramblings and it would actually be nice to hear others perspective on life, light, laughter and everything in between on this beautiful Sunday morning.
So if you're tagged, its because I like you and the interactions we've had here before. Apologies if I forgot you and sorry again for the blanket tags!
