More musings

Re that trip to Rome in 1998, I also saw Robert Duvall, he was in front of the line I was standing in, I don't remember why, and talking to an airport service person of some sort.

The most beautiful place in Italy for me is the Field of Miracles, which is where the Tower of Pisa, the Baptistery, and the Basilica stand. The Baptistery is particularly beautiful. I thought it looked like a cream puff, levitating over the green field. Piazza dei Miracoli is the most peaceful place. So much beauty in Italy, almost all created by workers whose names we don't know. We only know the architects' and their patrons' names.

Anonimity is good for the world. All the famous people who wind up as dust beneath the equally dusty mausoleums.... Fame is the common coin of Maya, the kingdom of illusion.

Because the third dimension is ruled by duality, it follows that fame is just the other polarity of insignificance. And I'll wager you there isn't a single famous person who isn't aware of their very real insignificance.

As for us non-famous, truly insignificant nobodies...don't you just love disappearing? Being invisible? Only being bothered occasionally if you're late paying a bill by accident? Anonimity is the ticket. Have no one poking their nose into your business, chasing you with cameras, picking through your trash.

The fact is, anonymous people keep the world going. I particularly love women: mothers, aunts, child minders, kindergarten teachers, supermarket workers, people who clean our streets, mind public parks and squares. Millions of human beings swarming all over the world, like worker ants, asking for nothing but to be able to earn enough to put food on the table, make a decent living, live in a decent and clean dwelling.

The wonder of how the entire planet keeps going, everybody shows up when they have to, day after day, year after year. It's amazing. Planes fly and land, passengers disembark, new ones board, it never ends. And despite the media, despite the war mongers, the rapists, the swindlers, the haters of anything you can think of or anyone...our planet works like an amazing Swiss watch. Yes, this fact in itself is worth thinking about, and appreciating.

I love it. Just think of how much better it will be when ... we are all left alone, simply to do our perfectly synchronized and choreographed unfolding of life.

One day, no one will be bothered with a single thought about money, or companies, or buying and having bigger and better or being famous or famouser.

One day, very soon. We will all simply be madly in love with everything on this planet, including ourselves.

Going to Italy and seeing all of that beauty crafted by unknown hands, is already part of our centuries-old "things humanity got right and still does".

Of course it would be lovely if every human on earth could go and see Piazza dei Miracoli. But I believe it will be possible, very soon.

Yep, I am a dreamer. And if you know how, you can make dreams real. It happens all the time. Each one, in his or her own fashion, does it. We're getting more ambitious by the day, those of us who have caught on. No, it doesn't have anything to do with making a killing, or getting famous.

Nooooooo.........it's about being anonymous, and treading lightly on this gorgeous Earth, and ... you know.

Bye. Sleep well.