“What is a day for?”
Robert Desaix asked and I pondered this as I rode to the station in the cold,
my fingers and toes numb, the drip on my nose threatening to fall and decorate
my coat. What is a day for? He was discussing his new book that relates his
hospital experience after a heart attack.
As he lay waiting for the ambulance
the young medic with the golden forearms had asked him if he had had a good
day, which set him to musing on the question of what is a day for? Tariq Ali as
a young university student in Lahore had spent his days reading and discussing
Marxism and the merits of the communist system. He has spent a lifetime of days
learning and supporting leftist politics. How would he answer the question of
what is a day for? Bob Brown gave a clue of what his answer would be. After
talking about his desire to save the Tarkine wilderness area from logging and
his support for the Sea Sheppard in their endeavours to prevent the killing of
whales, he suggested that a life well lived would involve dancing and a loving
partner. John Wolseley spends his day being creative, would that be his answer
to what is a day for?
But for me, what is a day for? What is a day for? For being alive? Yes. For
loving as hard as I can? Yes. For dancing as often as possible? Yes. For
kindness, for fun, learning and pondering, for taking action when I can for a
better world, for struggling and straining up the hills, for riding down the other
side fast, with the wind in my hair, for feeling the rain on my face and my
fingers numb inside their gloves and knowing I am alive, I’m alive.
Oh yes, and for writing of
course!!!
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