Rounded with a sleep

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Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

~ William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act IV, Sc. 1

Featured in the radio program called Edge of the World about the remote island of St Kilda, the island at the outer reaches of the Outer Hebrides off the north-west coast of Scotland. The island was inhabited for centuries by people who subsisted on the sea birds that breed on its steep cliffs. It was regarded by writers of the time as a kind of Utopia. In 1930, the last 37 people living on the island were evacuated and the island was left to the birds.

The program was made by sound artist, Francesca Panetta, and you can listen to it here: Edge of the World. It is magical at the 32-minute mark and beyond.

That kind of Utopia? You have to be receptive for it to reveal itself to you. That’s what I mean.

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10 thoughts on “Rounded with a sleep

  1. Hi Narellle, it’s me, Genie, from A Place Called Love, took it down and deleted it! even though I had over 2,300 wordpress followers there… new start, new beginnings! I’m kinda like the Tibetan’s — paint a picture in sand… for a long time, then, poof, erase it! Gotta love known’ the impermanence of all things!
    May all beings be happy,
    May all beings be enlightened!

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    • Wow! Love your style, Genie. You deleted it too? Wow. Poof! :)

      I’m so glad you’ve written to let me know. There’s a special place in my heart for you. Remember when you referred me to Florence Shinn Scovel? It really meant something to me that day and for some time after. I also shared Florence’s writing with a friend and it meant something to her too. We were already good friends and it took our closeness to another level.

      Anicca, anicca, anicca. May all beings be happy! x

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