in utopia

i suppose i have always thought of "utopia" as a kind of fantasy land
and dimissed it.
but the other day, i was indulging in some self-critique and was advised to take a more romantic view of myself
that i should "just pretend you are in your own utopia and act like that, and enjoy yourself ..." (and crucially)
"as though it is normal"
re-arrange the world, or my own perspective of it, and live that reality
a nice idea. a very good suggestion. because the world is rarely as crticial, as scary, as forbidding, as i have become accustomed to thinking it.

sir thomas more's utopia he didn't quite start it all, but he has naming rights

another utopia, this one very different. the community and erstwhile station in the northern territory which has produced hardship but also the incredible works of artists like minnie pwerle, emily kame kngwarreye (her sister in law), barbara weir (her daughter), and emily pwerle (her sister)



trip to utopia
i listened to a wonderful story about friendship late last night, on life matters
old friends
it was wonderful not only in the way it talked about friends but also a trip to alice springs and its surrounds (1000 km radius, i think), visiting communities and sleeping under the stars
local gallery in alice springs
this, i think, would be wonderful to do,
tours of australia, guided by local indigineous people
- intrepid
- WA Bungle Bungle (Purnululu national park)



This parting thought,
you have everything you need
how often do we hear that?
not often enough, i reckon