Robert’s Gift

The blog I re-blogged this from is not only smoking hot, but it now features ME!!
(yeah, yeah – I’ll work on humility next week)

Exposure of Self

My heart is aligned with my mind?
Oh, what a discovery!
What a magical find!
What an aide to recovery!
You are a wonderful man
My thanks are sincere
I think you’re part of the plan
To bust the veneer
Regardless I’m grateful
Because it now makes sense
The knowledge’s delightful
Even though I felt dense
So I will enjoy what is
Just as I have done
And revel in the bliss
Of feeling as one
Thanks for your gift
Although inadvertent
It’s given me a lift
And made me cognizant

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And Now For Some Good News

I’ve just read a post called (July 24/17) “A Spontaneous Explanation/Thank You” 🙂 written by a dear friend, Truly. And it really struck a chord with me.

Before I tell you why, here’s a bit of background:

  • When I was a kid I used to listen to BBC Radio One (pop music (do you remember the jingle ‘two forty-seven Radio One – fun for the weekend’?)).
  • When I got older I listened to BBC Radio Two (pop from previous decades).
  • When I joined a weird sex cult I shrugged off contemporary music and listened to BBC Radio Three (classical).
  • When I came back to my senses I listened to BBC Radio Four (in depth news reports).
  • Now that I’ve reached a certain age I’ve reverted back to BBC Radio One (and yes – the little red sports car is on-order) and am blogging here on WordPress.

The point of going through all of that is to tell you that I wholeheartedly agree with Truly when she talks about the state of news reporting today.

When I used to listen to BBC Radio Four it was bad news and then more bad news, but on BBC Radio One, they concentrate on the light-hearted stuff (celebrity gossip and sport). Some would disagree, but I think that this is a positive change for me.

But it’s the things that Truly said about WordPress, and the positivity within this community, that really resonates with me. I love the feeling I get from interacting with the talented and beautiful bloggers here (yes – that means you). However I never considered the WordPress community to be a news system – but it totally is!

WordPress is the best place to get a picture of the positive things that are happening in people’s lives. The things shared here are no less important than the ‘headlines’ on the BBC. But the difference is – the events we read here are more life affirming that the things we hear about in mainstream news channels.

If there was ever a fool-proof prescription for feeling good, it would be getting involved in the WordPress community – giving your good news to the world and getting back the good news of other community members.

And where better to start than the richly layered (and pun-filled) blog that Truly lovingly puts together. Her heart is overflowing with love – long may it continue!

Down The Pub with The Queen

I’d arranged our weekly get-together for eight pm. Her Royal Highness had already arrived – punctual to a tee and had already quaffed her customary half-pint of ale before complaining of a little gas. She was currently, and quite appropriately, in the throne room – stinking the place out I would imagine.

Sherlock was the next the arrive – through the window! Claimed that someone was following him. He comes out with some real nonsense sometimes. I’m pretty sure it was Watson again. He’s been a bit off lately since Holmes turned down his advances the week before. Since then he’s taken to following Sherlock through the streets. Skulking from shadow to shadow.

We had just started on our second pint when you arrived. Honestly, it was just like a scene from a western. You’d somehow managed to unlatch the other door and then flung the double doors open so that they slammed against the wall. And, c’mon – dry ice? Wasn’t that going just a bit too far?!

“Oi, shut that bloody door,” the barman bellowed, “it’s blooming freezing in here!”

Dutifully you turned and latched one door shut before carefully closing the other. You know better than to get on the wrong side of Mad Mick. That thug’s broken more than a few faces in defence of his precious pub!

“Where’s Queenie?” you asked as you sat down.

“In the karsi,” I said. “Got the squits again I reckon.”

“Never could take her ale, the poor dear,” interjected Sherlock.

“True that,” you said – pure gangsta style. You’ve never been the same since you watched the whole box set of The Wire last summer.

“So, who’s buying?” you said.

“You mate,” we both said in unison.

“What? No way! Who bought those?” you said, pointing to the glasses in our hands.

“I did,” said a posh voice from the direction of the toilet. “And you’re too late, darling! It’s your round!”

We all looked up, just in time to watch The Queen floating gracefully towards us. That is, it would have been graceful if she hadn’t tripped over a mat just before she reached us and catapulted herself into your arms.

“Oh, Steven, you’re always there to save me whenever I fall, you little radish, you!”

I swear she was blushing as you set her back on her feet and then pulled over a chair for her to sit on.

“But it’s still your shout!” she said with a smile. “Now go on – get them in, young man!”

Of course, we talked about you while you were at the bar.

“You’d think he’d have more respect,” said Sherlock.

“Yeah, you’re right there, matey,” I said as I pounded my fist on the table. A rash act that earned me a glare from Mad Mick. “What for?” I said, after thinking about it for a moment.

“Well, Chester Bennington goes and tops himself and the whole world is in mourning, and what does sourchops there go and do? Put a message of sympathy on his Twitter? Write an article about the sad loss to the music industry on his web page? Nah, none of that! What he does is go out and release his latest music video featuring Bollywood dancers! Can you credit it!”

“And to make matters worse,” says The Queen, “they’re not even choreographed that well. It’s my opinion that Bharat Natyam dance moves in the song would have been more jolly than Bollywood. Well, when I say it’s my opinion, I’m not being entirely truthful. I have a friend in Kolkata who keeps me informed about these things. She’s a little darling and she’s very knowledgeable.”

“Whos’ that,” you say as you arrive back from the bar – tray in hand.

“Oh, nobody you know,” says The Queen as she takes her drink. “G&T – very thoughtful of you.”

“Yeah, I hear that the ale gave you the squits,” you said with a smile, and a momentary, and rather uncomfortable silence fell over the table.

“So, anyone saw the latest Selena Gomez video,” said Sherlock. “She’s a right little raver she is. I’d give her one!”

Holmes has been getting more and more objectionable since Watson came on to him. Trying to assert his masculinity I wouldn’t doubt. But getting rather too politically incorrect in the process. Still, can’t blame him in this case – young Selena is rather shaggable!

“I saw it,” said The Queen, “and I do not approve!”

“What’s that?” I said.

“Well, the young lady in question seems to be talking about paddling the pink canoe, and I rather think she’s going too far. I mean, we ladies have to find our pleasures where we can, but to sing about it in public!”

Me and Sherlock both had just taken a drink when The Queen said this, and unfortunately, you were the recipient of these mouthfuls as we both sprayed them in your face. Once our systems were cleared, we both burst out laughing. Once we’d calmed down, with the help of another fierce glare from Mad Mick, I turned to The Queen and gently said “I think it’s her previous single you’re thinking about, Queenie – Can’t Keep My Hands To Myself“.

“Yes, yes – that’s the one!”

“Sherlock was, and correct me if I’m wrong, mate, referring to Bad Liar.”

“It’s all a load of shite if you ask me,” you said – still mopping your face with your t-shirt.

“Oh do put that away, dearie,” said The Queen as she ogled your bare midriff with a smile on her face that said please don’t!

“What do you mean?” I asked?

“All this ‘pop music’,” you said, “it’s all a load of shite.”

I didn’t say a word. Since Porcupine Tree had split and you’d ‘committed yourself to your solo work’ you’d slipped quietly out of the charts, although admittedly your last album didn’t do too bad.

“Right, let’s get this party started,” said Sherlock suddenly, and he tipped his head back and poured the rest of his pint down his throat.

“Now you’re talking,” I said, and started to do the same. I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that you were only a heartbeat behind me.

We slammed our pint glasses down on the table and shouted for Sherlock to get the next round in, and he did so joyfully if a little unsteadily.

An hour and a half later, you were dancing on the table. Seven seconds after that you were on the floor. Luckily one of the corgis broke your fall, but that was it for the evening for us.

As Mad Mick threw us onto the pavement, we all laughed for the fun of it and The Queen was the loudest of us all. As soon as she’d made sure her precious corgi was nothing more than stunned, she threw up her arms and proclaimed, in her most royal voice …

“Party at my place, lads – who’s up for it!”

And we all were!

Overheard Conversations #03

I was walking through the park the other day and there was this girl laid out on the ground before me (one of many – it was a nice, sunny day) and she was twirling her curly hair around her fingers. She was holding a book to her chest and she appeared to be thinking very deeply about something.

I looked back at her as I passed (just to look at the cover of the book m’lud – I swear) and read the title of the tome she was holding beneath her face (which, you remember, was deep in thought) and it was …

Stop Thinking Start Living

Such beautiful irony. And yes – I know this wasn’t really an overheard conversation; but still – information (of a sort) was exchanged.

How to Get Wisdom

To say that you don’t get wisdom from reading great books or blogs, spending time with an amazing mentor, attending conferences with the best motivational speakers, going to university or night school, observing those who are the leaders in your field is like saying that you don’t get a balanced, nutritious, tasty meal by going shopping. Of course you do!

There is, however, one extra ingredient you need to add. Something that is equally essential whether you are preparing a meal or planning to be wise.

That ingredient? HEAT!

To turn those raw vegetables into something delicious, you need to cook them using some form of heat.

In the same way – situations in life will provide you with the testing ground in which to use the information and knowledge you have gained from study. In other words – when the world turns on the heat, and you apply your learning successfully – you gain wisdom!

So go out into the world and experience things, fall over and scrape your knees, take risks, make mistakes and live life to the full. In this way you will gain a solid grounding in what it means to be wise. The more you fall off that horse, dust yourself down and get back into that saddle, the wiser you will become.

So what are you waiting for – get out there and fall on your face, my friend. A better life awaits you!

(Partly adapted from the words of Better Life Coaching Blog)

Ditzy Stuff #03

Trying to meditate in the office.

Sitting ramrod straight and staring ahead like a psychopath (with a soft look in my eyes) is not really the way to go. I feel like it’s getting me so many strange looks that it’s making me less relaxed than before.

But hey – it’s all about awareness, right? At least I’m aware of how stressed meditating is making me feel!

*sits back in chair and tries to look more laidback*