Dreaming...

What was supposed to be a couple of days off after my course is rapidly turning into a week... there seems to be so much else to do that I haven't even had time to update my CV, let alone start applying for jobs. I have seen a few possible ones - one of them is in Scarborough. I'd love to go to Scarborough, but it's not residential and I'm not sure the hours I'd be working in the job would make it financially viable to rent a room.

I hate the way that everything depends on money. I know that it's so much part of our society that it's fairly impossible to get away from it. But it seems somehow ridiculous that so many people spend hours typing away in offices that they don't really want to be in, simply in order to get some numbers added to their name, so that they can swap the numbers for shiny things like new houses/cars/shoes/digital cameras.

I think I'd like to go and live on some kind of community farm, with hens and vegetable plots, where everybody worked outside and went for walks to see the beauty of creation, and in the evenings we would swap languages and tell each other stories, and we'd always welcome strangers, and the whole way of life would be a quiet worship to God. We could have a library with books and CDs and computers, and take turns to do the laundry and the washing up and lead prayers. And anyone who didn't have anywhere to go could come and join us.

This is just my dream. I think there might be places a bit like it. But would I really enjoy all that cooking and laundry and digging and hard work as much as my imaginings make me think?

With the grace of God, I hope so.