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Traveling daily on spinning wheels of freedom,
I pass so many faces in their steel boxes,
all with the same expression of spiritual deadness
…but making me feel all the more alive!
I smile inside… not at their loss,
but because I am not them.
My mind, coming from another place,
my soul’s energy buzzing, singing, responding to the beauty of life all around,
seeing and feeling Mother Nature,
in the form of rain and wind, sunlight and smells,
bearing witness to her wrapping herself around those steel boxes,
each of them a barricade to her,
each of them individually trapping a small part of the universe,
making it false,
holding it still, unchanging, stagnating,
changing nothing, creating nothing, feeding nothing,
and with no spirit being fed,
the spirit behind those faces lies dead.


Between now and your death, or between now and the time where you can no longer do the things that enhance your enjoyment of life; what are you going to do with your time?
Do you really want to continue sitting at that desk for all your future working years punching away at the keyboard?
…or surfing the internet for nothing in particular in the evenings… just filling time?
…or going to the gym to keep fit… but without definable purpose or reason… just to fit in?
Perhaps you are faintly aware of your life years, months , weeks, minutes and seconds gradually ticking away from you, never to return. Each one you only get once… or as Dan Millman wrote ‘There are no ordinary moments.’ …each second, and the events within are special. They occur only once!
Do you feel trapped by your circumstances?  …are you what is meant by Erwan Le Corre’s ‘Zoo humans’?

Recently, here in Bristol, UK, was a beautiful spring day. I went out at dinnertime and so nearly didn’t go back into the office…
It was moments like that eighteen months ago that made me awaken to the fact that I am in the wrong job; that I must change career.
Those changes are now well underway, but I am still painfully aware of my life seconds slipping away. I might be getting paid for my time, but money can never pay for the time passed, it is only a token gesture.

I believe a person, any person, YOU! – should aim towards those things that draw your attention; those things that interests you; that which makes you smile; that which makes you feel good inside; the events of life that make you go ‘Wowww!’ with eyes wide, or make you cry with joy, or pleasure, or compassion, or empathy… it is those indicators that you should be looking for, as when they occur, that is the universe telling you what you should be doing with your time here on Earth… some will say that it is God talking to you… others will use other explanations, but all will agree that it is that feeling that is telling you what you were made for!
…just as a tuning fork will start to ring when the same pitch of sound is placed near it… your spirit will start to resonate when you are near those things that are in tune with you. It is that attraction to things that shows you the starting point of your intended path of life – it literally feels right!

So sit for a while, think about what it is that makes you feel this way.
Write down those events that you have enjoyed and wished they would never end… a bit like a bucket list! (…you do have one of those don’t you…? I hope so…)
Try and find the common denominator within these times.
Now comes the hard bit… now you need to look to find a role in life that would repeatedly give you that feeling again!

Now, go sit and think! …good luck.

“Another week done!” said my boss on my way out the door.
“Yep, another week of my life gone.” said I.
“Aww, don’t look at it that way.” he said.
‘Why not? That’s what it is.‘ I thought, but said “Yeah, but it’s just the way you choose to use it…”
“That’s it!” he said… implying ‘That’s a better attitude!’

Couldn’t help but think that he is using the culturally accepted way of justifying a ‘waste’ of life time. [sic]

Each hour of our lives belongs to us and only us. How we choose to use those hours is a matter of choice.
It may not be a direct choice, i.e. you may have previously chosen to commit to a mortgage, and in turn you committing yourself to having to pay for it… which, for most of us, means working. However, it is still a choice!

To my mind, I choose to work for the amount of hours needed to pay the mortgage and bills… and to pay for future dreams!
I do NOT subscribe to the idea of the accumulation of money as being a goal worth substituting my life hours to.
Each hour that passes will never pass again… what I’m doing in those hours better be bloody worth it!

As time progresses,
and we each grow older,
our eyes open a little more,
day by day.

When young we only experience and observe.
But with age comes understanding, and interest,
our natural tendancies leading us towards that which we naturally enjoy;
towards those things from which we derive personal satisfaction.

I have found that with age, and the more I learn,
the more I realise that there is to learn,
and the more that I wish to learn,
and that it drives my understanding of the world around me ever higher.

I never used to fear death,
the only fear had been of the way that I die.
But now I start to fear
that the ever-increasing reverence for life, building within me,
will reach a stage where the very idea of everything ending becomes unbearable.

I cannot see sense in believing that there is another experience after death.
I can only see that what makes me, me, will end,
that my conscious experience of the world around me will cease,
and that I will no longer be able to witness a sunrise,
a falling raindrop, or the changes of colour in the autumn leaves.

But as a warrior of life, and with what I’ve learned so far,
I know that with furrowed brow and a small, but strong smile, I should focus on the now,
for this moment leads to the next, and that moment to another,
and though each moment could be the last,
I’ve learned to love life, and I’ve learned it disappears fast.

Time is not a property of the Universe,
it is an experience,
experienced by the parts of the Universe that is aware its own existence – us!
How else can it be explained how some events pass quickly, whilst others pass slowly?

I am driven by the old man in me,
the old me looking back in time to now,
guiding me every day,
showing me what I should do to become the man I wish to be.

The old man in me is an octogenarian marathon runner,
the oldest rock-climber, and experienced adventure racer,
the one who shows others what is possible, if every day you live to ensure
that you are still capable of doing what you could do yesterday.

The old man in me speaks of fond memories of past accomplishments,
and of the things that he wished he’d done… not regrets; just simply because he didn’t have the time!
He warns me of how short life is, and of how I will never get the time to do everything I dream of.
Choose your goals well, but never give up on the dream.” he says…

The old man in me speaks of people I’ll lose in life: of how I’ll be witness to the results of poor lifestyles,
and the realisation that a rich lifestyle comes not from wealth, but from living life chasing dreams!
He shows me that to reach my goals, it is me that must look after me… and that I will become what I practice the most.
…hmm, I wish I didn’t practice sitting down in an office so much!

At nearly 40 years old, I look forward in time to my old self, pleased to see what I could become.
Pleased that today, I already fulfil some parts of what I wish to be.
Life is a journey. But it is a journey to becoming old; at the end looking back over the journey to remember the best bits.
Choose your goals well, for the destination of your life’s journey is in the memories of what the old you will look back upon.

When I reach my death bed, I hope that I will be able to smile and say “Wow. What a ride!

False promises

One should not promise the future.
The future’s not yours to give.
One should only promise the ‘now’.

There is a school of thought that says that we should ‘live for the moment’ or ‘live for now’.
I come from such a place myself, spent over seven years there, but some time after leaving I realised that living in this way, in today’s world, is not the be-all and end-all… and perhaps is actually no longer the right way for today.
The school of thought I used to be such an advocate of was a Martial Art system that would sell itself as a Warrior school. In this, it would not only teach the physical movements of self-defence, but also taught Eastern style philosophical lessons that changed the way a person views the world.
As it was a Japanese based system, it had all the hallmarks, intentionally, of following the Samurai Way – Bushido.

In the age of the Samurai, at its peak, Japan was a seething mass of feuding clans, each led by their respective Shogun’s (leader, king, lord, etc). It was a time when the Warrior ruled, and all other lifestyles were a lesser class.
In such a world a Samurai Warrior would train their minds to understand that death could come at any moment. In fact, they would engender the internal condition of living as if their death had already occurred!
The idea behind this is that if on the battlefield a warrior is trying to perform the task expected of them to the highest ability, and is also trying to stay alive, then there would be a conflict of interests – i.e. how can they possibly best serve their lord if they are in fact thinking of themselves! It was considered the highest honour to die in battle in the name of their lord and clan.
(The book Hagakure is a wonderful reflection of the mindset of this time. Written by a Samurai around 350 years ago in a time of relative peace, it is a collection of thoughts, experiences and incidents over a seven year period.)
In a world such as this it is easy to understand how ‘living for the moment’ could be a very necessary way of dealing with such a life… there was a very real possibility that you may not be alive the next day.

Fast forwarding to the reality of today; for the very large majority of us, the way we live now, and the environment we live in, means that there is a very high chance of being around tomorrow, the next day, next week, next year, and so on right up to a ripe old age (errrmm…unless you, the reader, have already reached that ripe old age… in which case I would suggest starting to think like the Samurai – live for today!).
However, the lessons of ‘living for the moment’ are still as valid as they have always been. It’s just that we live in a more complicated world now, so its application cannot be so all-encompassing.

As a result of this change in mindset, I now say:

By all means, live for the moment, enjoy the ‘now’. But don’t forget to plan for tomorrow… you’ll probably still be here!

Every single day is special

Every single day is special, no matter how unremarkable the events.
Each day, minute, or second, can only be experienced once… never to be repeated.

– July ‘12

Enjoy the present while it lasts

Enjoy the present while it lasts,
for the future may not hold the promise of the past.