We have a lot of junk in our house which is mostly comprised of little clothes that don't fit any more, so rather than throw them out or take them to the charity shop we figured we would have a go at selling them during our village car boot sale, held once a year in this car park.
It's a long day for the hopeful vendors, running from 5am - 5pm. Here's our little team, still relatively fresh in the morning!
This is one of three car boot sales we will set up shop at, all in local villages. But this one was so close to home (100m) it was easy enough to nip to and from the house making mint & verveine teas.
Sabrina was the one running this show if I'm going to be honest. My job is to look after the children on days like this. 12h of just standing there is beyond their current capabilities!
I really enjoy the way she always takes the first coin received from the first sale and shakes it over all the goodies we are selling. The coin is then placed to one side on the table where it can continue to work its magic for us.
Oddly enough, something quite magical did happen that day. The lady in the stall next to us had this book for sale and I instantly felt drawn towards it. I thought it might be a children's book in English, perhaps about a cat called Roland?
But when I opened it I was greeted with this. Something which looked like a painted version of an Ansel Adams photograph.
And I quickly realised this was not a book about cats!
On the contrary, this was the work of a visionary artist by the name of Roland Cat.
And there was something about his incredible paintings which drew me inexplicably deeper and deeper into each vision, calling me on to keep turning the pages, examining every last one of them in detail.
I felt as if he had a message for us in his surreal apocalyptic visions.
Indeed, there were no people to be found anywhere. Only nature and that which humans had left behind.
The architecture interested me particularly because it was not from the age we are currently experiencing, but the previous one and I am wondering now if Roland Cat didn't set his entire lifetime of work in the period following the last cataclysm (a flood) at a time when there would have been very few humans around.
The ones who survived re-inhabited these old buildings and history was re-written to date the flood as being much older (by those who intended to usurp human development for their own benefit in this opportune moment). Such a recent cataclysm would not have created the right feeling required to re-shape children of the survivors into the tax paying workers who were now required to pave the way for the Industrial Revolution and a centralised power structure, steered by a secret society with a specific agenda.
Our ability to build magnificent structures utilising sacred geometry has consistently degraded since then and our constructions today are a joke by comparison.
The idea of an enormous flood is clearly represented in the various underwater depictions of Roland Cat, but it is unclear if he is making reference to our past or our future? Perhaps both!
Getting back to the car boot sale, the lady who owned this book saw in the first few seconds of me opening it how interested I was and immediately told me I could have it. No payment required.
I smiled and accepted her gift with gratitude.
Later in the day we gave her a bamboo wind chime she seemed to like, because that's how it goes when we follow the flow.
Kindness begets kindness.
Another lesson worth taking note of here is that if we hold a strong belief about something, evidence of that belief will consistently flow towards us.
We colour the world with our own paintbrushes!
Love & Light everyone 🌱
