Last year I saw something that, were I to really need it, would have convinced me that, come what may, we live in a compassionate world with the future of this land of ours in safe hands.
For my son and his many friends tragedy struck when one of their circle died while running the Brighton marathon. That friend, one of the many Sams in their group, loved his music so, as a tribute the rest of those 20 somethigns got together, hired a field in Wiltshire and staged a music festival. All ages attended, all ages mixed and mingled and had a super time, always conscious of why they were there.
As a tribute to a life cut short, it was perfectly pitched; as an example of how shallow and baseless are the myths and moronic memes we are fed by those in search of a headline, it was peerless.
In a society supposedly in hock to its gadgets and gizmos, these young people espoused the power of connection and compassion. For Sam’s family it created a memory as powerful as any spoken tribute. For those close to Sam it held out a hope that, when things are dark and drear there will be a hand held out to pull you towards the light; a hand as firm and steadfast as any friend could wish to have. This group will remember this, will remember the power of an idea that builds from the depths of despair to create something they cannot create alone.
We hear we live in a selfish world, where the me-ism dominates, where entitlement outweighs obligation. No, no and no. It makes for salacious TV, it creates discord which feeds controversy and is the oxygen of the worst corners of social media and the bedrock of narcotic entertainment. This weekend was an antidote, a sanctuary, a mental rehab for the world weary.
It was underpinned by that most powerful of emotions: hope.
That is my fifth and last photo and I’d like to thank Ali Isaac for putting me up for this.
If anyone wants to read the original post it is here.
I was nominated to take part in this photo challenge by Ali Issac, who takes the most beautiful images and always has a story to tell about them. I would like to nominate my brother The Curious Archaeologist whose eclectic mix of picture and stringy thinking is sure to entertain us, to take up this photo challenge baton.
The rules of the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge are:
1) Post a photo each day for five consecutive days.
2) Attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, or a short paragraph. It’s entirely up to the individual.
3) Nominate another blogger to carry on the challenge. Your nominee is free to accept or decline the invitation. This is fun, not a command performance!