Less a ‘letter’ this week, than a single quote:
‘I’ve gone from someone who, like everyone else, desires the perfect life, everyone perfect and in their place, the perfect family, the perfect farm in Somerset, the perfect job…to realising that doesn’t exist, and that in fact we walk through a kind of field of imperfection. I almost have in mind that your life is by the end a field of rubble and damage, and just littered with these perfect gemstones, and what you do is cherish those.’
When the financier and environmentalist Ben Goldsmith lost his 15 year old daughter in a tragic accident, he went on a search for answers to the big questions in life. The quote above suggests to me that he has come a very long way to finding them.
His great passion is ‘rewilding’ – so I finish with a film of just such a project:
