I notice things have a pattern, things that others do not.

Like in Alaska the weather has been colder than ever before, here we had 42c day, the fires were burning the country and mountains, and I had to hide inside because smoke affects my breathing (asthma).

I find when we have weird weather you can see the other side will have the complete opposite.

But, as we might complain, we still will get in our petrol guzzling cars and big wasteful vehicles, because we are designed to be manipulated by ads.

I am saying when here, but when I have the money for a brand-new car, I will still look for a used one. Why, because I was taught it’s not about you can, it’s about should you.

So many get into debt and then spend lives trying to pay it off, because they want it now, instead of waiting for the right time, his time.

I know myself; I have had times I would have bought and spent and wasted, when there was no need too. To me it’s not about having a Bentley in the driveway, or owning a mansion, it’s about what do I need, what fits the purpose for me now.

I live in a humble little home, and I love the place, the wide street, watching as the years go by and seeing people move in and out of homes. Buying something bigger to spread out, but a couple of years they have too much space because the kids have gone and they are paying off a huge mortgage, instead of just making do, until they are all gone.

You see, I love a house that has a life lived by a family, how things have changed, walls were painted, rooms were adjusted, but still all those walls have a story to tell. Telling of the sad times, the fun times, all those Christmas’s when the house felt like it was bulging.

I watch a man who dresses in his worn track pants and t shirt, he is a multi-millionaire and drives a Mercedes. He still lives in the same house, with his wife and family, he could buy a new pair and get a haircut, it’s what I think every time I see him.

It’s funny how we see things, I see dry riverbeds in new estates, and where not to build, I can appreciate them and wish the owners well. I know what I need and that all must come after my father, not before and definitely not before time.

Time has its own pattern, its own rhythm and locking into that grove is where I belong, everything to come this year father, I receive with joy….