Born Again

Not what you might at first think... this is about reincarnation. Introduced and outroduced by the Massed Corvid Choir of Lower Grumbla, Cornwall - they're crows and jackdaws that live down in the woods below the farm, and at dawn they get worked up and suddenly all take flight, hundreds of them, and they fly over to settle on the roof of the farm and neighbouring houses. You can hear them arriving and landing just before the music starts. So this is about reincarnation, and the many lives we live in this life. For me, towards the end of my current life (I reckon I have 3-5 years, and I'm currently 72, with cancer) this takes on a special significance, since I know in my bones, and always have, that it doesn't just go blank and dark when you die. It doesn't end there. You carry on - but without a body or a slot in Planet Earth hard-reality. And when you get born, you aren't a blank sheet - you come with character, proclivities and tendencies already there, brought with you from before. Oh, and, for your interest, this is Paldywan on steroids. Yes, literally. I had my cancer treatment today, and part of it is a steroid called Dexamethasone. After my treatment, as you might imagine, I'm buzzing. This time I thought I'd do a podcast to harness the buzzing in, hopefully, a useful way. It's up to you to judge that one. With love from West Penwith in Cornwall - a rather magic place. Thanks for listening. There's more to come. Paldywan