The Mindful Farmers Daily Diary 317
Good morning everyone and welcome once more to Ballinwillin House Farm, gardens and RetrEat centre on day 27 of our latest lock down. This morning the neighbourhood is cold with the winter freeze but soon we will experience the death of winter and the birth of spring, but also this morning in Ballinwillin we mourn the death and passing of Joe Mulcahy our neighbour, a legend in the music business and a founding member of the famous Maurice Mulcahy Band. A band that gave huge enjoyment to thousands of people worldwide. This morning our prayers are with his family, friends and neighbours. Now destiny calls Joe to a place of music where his trumpet will sound again for all our spiritual enjoyment, where his heart will always remain generous, all heavenly doors will open to his musical light as you now quietly befriend your death and you have no need to fear. You are among your own orchestra in the big band with your pure white suit you are now equal to your destiny and nearer to Earths heart. Rest in peace Joe. Continue to pray, bless and power healing to all who need it and wear your smile.
The Mindful Farmer
Patrick
The Mindful Farmers Daily Diary Day 47
That is why my heart reaches back to my childhood this morning. It makes me so happy to re live those days as I and we are now doing on the farm. It is a wonderful feeling when the two hearts meet - the one of the child in West Limerick and the one of a senior aged farmer in North Cork. It is a beautiful feeling, so beautiful that I can even re live the old smells of the farm, the meadows, the farmyard and the kitchen and the re loved home of happiness and plenty and now re live them this morning at Ballinwillin House
Good morning everyone and welcome to Ballinwillin House Farm, a beautiful morning once again. This morning I would like to talk to you about the following three issues:- belonging, simplicity and happiness and the way these thoughts came to me as as follows. Earlier this morning after my meditation and a few hours farm work I came in for my breakfast. Miriam had made a fresh brown soda bread and I cooked a few wild boar rashers, some wild boar pudding, wild boar sausages and venison sausages. I just had a hankering for a good fry up and some fresh eggs I had collected from the hens earlier. It brought me back to my early childhood in West Limerick when my father and I would be out and about very early on the farm and then we would arrive in starving and Mam would have a beautiful breakfast all ready with all the home made foods just like what I am having this morning, all home made and from our organic farm. I feel nostalgic and proud and grateful for having learned all these skills from my parents who worked morning, noon and night that we might have a better life, but did we? We have made huge advances in technology, transport, aviation etc. This so called commercial edge of progress has cut away a huge region of human tissue and webbing that held us in togetherness with each other. The result is we have fallen out of belonging, abandoned our simplicity and sacrificed our happiness. That is why my heart reaches back to my childhood this morning. It makes me so happy to re live those days as I and we are now doing on the farm. It is a wonderful feeling when the two hearts meet - the one of the child in West Limerick and the one of a senior aged farmer in North Cork. It is a beautiful feeling, so beautiful that I can even re live the old smells of the farm, the meadows, the farmyard and the kitchen and the re loved home of happiness and plenty and now re live them this morning at Ballinwillin House. I feel that all this is un-lived in me will blossom into the future an that is the wish I have for all of you this morning and into the future. Continue to pray, bless and heal each other and keep smiling.
The Mindful Farmer
Patrick