🏝️ Sabbath 🏝️
I dream of …
A day each week where all are relaxed.
A day when money need not be exchanged.
A day where laughter and feet fill the parks and nature reserves.
A day where singing – of all kinds – fill the air in joyous rapture.
A day where everyone need exert only a little to pass around the love. Work on this day is effortless, because it is shared, as everyone takes every opportunity to work with each other.
A day where not a single person would have to stare with heart-aching longing – from a distance – at the laughter and rapture of a prosperous family. Where the singles and the married freely intermingle, and no love need be reserved.
A day of constant flow of love-imbued action, back and forth between beings, sustaining each other. The undulation of love. There may be no reward in it, but it gives life nonetheless.
This is a day I like to call Sabbath.