I am on holiday for a week.
Hi everyone, I am away for a week. Enjoy the video below. See you soon.
I am on holiday for a week.
Hi everyone, I am away for a week. Enjoy the video below. See you soon.
Liberty comes with responsibility.
I support individuality, but individuals in expressing their individuality do so with responsibility if it impacts other people and this planet. I came across a spider and its web in my garden, I took another route so to avoid harming the web; this in my opinion is a good example of individuals acting responsibly.
An irresponsible plane passenger nearly killed a child who lives near my town of Colchester by eating peanuts despite multiple warnings not to do so. In the media report the child had a severe allergy to nuts so that even their smell would cause a life threatening reaction. At least three clear warnings were given on the aircraft to all passengers to not eat nuts, but this passenger knowingly refused to heed the warnings, nearly killing the child.
The weather in Colchester has encouraged a large number of edible puffballs to grow three months early in a certain place. The puffballs look like large white soccer balls, one that I foraged last year to eat. To my dismay people are kicking these puffballs to pieces for a few moments of mindless entertainment. The responsible individual would give the puffballs a purpose either by foraging them for food, or allowing them to follow through their life cycle to seed themselves.
Time is an illusion.
Look about you. The last time you were there compared to now, has anything changed? It is likely you may discover something has changed, even if it is only the clothes you are wearing or how you have positioned yourself. You will compare a memory of what was to the picture you see now, and you will note change, a sense of time.
The clock near me measures change, a series of regular ticks, and three hands that move about a clock face measuring out time. That is all these clocks measure, a set beats against numbers relative to something in motion. My ancient ancestors the Celts measured their year by nights, and by the cycles of the moon; they defined the start of the new year in the North of the world at the Winter Solstice, because to them their world started out of darkness. An individuals sense of time is relative to their position on the planet, since objects in motion they measure time against such as the sun behaves differently to them, for instance some parts of this world the day and night is always equal, but in other parts it is mostly night or day. On Mars the solar day and the solar year is different to that of Earth, because the motion of Mars is different to that of Earth relative to the Sun.
Individuals make the error of seeing time as something external to them, perhaps as a dimension, or as a force that is acting upon them. What we measure and perceive as change gives rise to a perceptual error of a sense of time. Now in your environment you will likely notice that it has changed compared to your last memory of it, or a memory of months or years past; this overall sense of change is due to changes of the individual parts in your environment acting either in their own agency or their interactions with each other. Even now as you move about your environment you are changing it, you are moving particles of dust and air around, small changes that over many days will become large noticeable changes. The agency of change in your environment comes from the parts themselves rather than from an external agency of time acting upon them.
At any moment all that exists is present, everything has no presence in a subjective past or future, it all exists in the now rather than anywhere else. Since all that can and does exist is in the now, time travel to a past or a future is nothing more than subjective opinion, a fantasy, a fiction that has no reality in nature.
Are you able to step outside of the illusion of time, becoming liberated from its subjective illusion? How does that feel? What now is your sense of reality?
Find your internal source, it will ripple change into the world.
I share Celtic reverence for sources of water, springs that erupt out of the ground, or sources of the great British rivers. My ancient ancestors considered water sources as sacred: the ancient neolithic structures such as Stonehenge cluster around the source of the River Avon; the cave paintings of Chauvet focus upon a vulva-like cave opening from which a spring emerges with a stampede of painted animals on the walls, born out of the source into the world; Colchester’s Balkerne Gate springs once had a temple to the three Roman mothers; near Colchester at St Osyth is a memory of an ancient female spirit of a spring transformed into a Christian saint.
Sources of water to my ancient ancestors was the source of all things, all the animals the hunter gatherers hunted came from this source, and returned to it. Prosperity (health, happiness, abundance) came forth from that symbolised as the sources of water. Water sources became the focus of legend, stories and reverence of nature spirits. All things came from, then returned to this source. The Tao Te Ching (40) says:
“The movement of the Tao
By contraries proceeds;
And weakness marks the course
Of Tao’s mighty deeds.
All things under heaven sprang from It as existing (and named);
that existence sprang from It as non-existent (and not named).”
Until a few hundred years ago a major water source for Colchester ran between the Roman walls and the hill of St Johns Green known as the Lose Brook. Aptly for its name, this water source is lost. I plan to locate the centre of my business near to a water source like the Lose Brook. I will find such a water source, uncover it and bring it back into use. Just as I focus on caring for living things or business customers, so the source of the strength of the business is a social contract between society, nature and the business tied together and centered into an authentic tangible narrative of a spring. Out of this centre ripples all the business processes into the internet and the world. The ever-present spring at the heart of the business will remind me of my social contract with nature and society based on values such as sustainability and localism, and woe anyone who forgets it.
Each individual must find their own internal source, for it is the source of their strength. Personal and human prosperity or ruin revolves around the source, forgetful people will suffer only ruin, those that remember will have harmony. The Tao of the Tao Te Ting, or the Logos of Heraclitus is this source, symbolised by the spring, well or fountain. You must first find your internal source, merge with it, become governed by it, stay centered on it, then the ripples of positive change you make into the world will come out of it.
Sadly people are taking advantage of people’s good intentions.
In the Colchester square the smiling face offers a leaflet, “for you!” he says. I take the leaflet, but it is held tightly, wheeling me in to the grinning face like a fish. The charity salesperson is selling a worthy charity called the World Wildlife Fund.
Welcome to cynical capitalism, salespeople as predators on the good intentions of human beings for emotive causes. Should I donate to the charity via these salespeople they will keep 90% of the donation, the charity will get practically nothing. I politely tell them I am not interested, I stay silent about where I would like to shove their leaflet, which they keep.
Anything of a charitable nature is via my business, which as its CEO I am the ultimate decision maker. For legal and business reasons I have policies and processes in place to assist in the decision-making, activity and recording of charitable donations. I have a localism policy which means the donation must relate to something in Colchester; the donation must benefit the business in some manner such as its brand or products; the donation must translate into a tangible result such as the planting of trees; the donation must meet values such as sustainability, liberty and opportunity policies.
One charity I might consider partnering with in the form of corporate sponsorship is the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds (RSPB), which has broadened its scope to dealing with other wildlife and the land. The RSPB runs many nature reserves around the UK including a small nature reserve near Colchester. This potential charity donation ticks all the boxes such as localism, sustainability and branding, so this is where I might donate to.
I argue that people need to become wise to the fund-raising activities for charities, checking that donations are properly used and administrative costs are low.
Better calm than violently angry.
When I deliver to my customers I encounter dogs at the gate. The difference between losing an arm or getting to the door with a friendly dog in tow is calm and wisdom. The dog is the guardian of the gate, I befriend the dog or I never enter the gate. Most dogs, especially the wolf-like dogs, can communicate with their eyes. I can tell instantly the intentions and mood of a dog before I enter a gate by looking at their eyes.
In dealing with dogs, including all animals, acting slowly, calmly and relaxed means the animal is less likely to respond with fight-flight response. I seduce dogs by conveying feelings to them with my eyes. I can place a thought in my mind and it will convey in my eyes straight to the dog with dramatic results. I act slowly, focusing all my attention on the dog; I think friendship, happy to see the dog, calmness; I will eventually have that dog either running for a ball or licking my hand. Had I at any point felt fear, anger or coldness towards the dog, the dog would have picked it up in my eyes and reacted negatively.
My attitude towards dogs, and everything I do, is it is better to act in harmony with my world than impose violent control upon it. Nature is my teacher, and calm is one of its teachings. Calm is the sister of patience and tolerance, letting nature flow at its own pace and in its own way. When I planted acorns, I was unable to force them to grow, they acted in their own timing, at their own pace. I am like a parent rather than the master of eight strong oak saplings. I provide my saplings with opportunity through water, sun and good soil; protecting them from caterpillar and fungus; they follow their own nature in becoming fast growing little trees.
The mind that has no calm is like a drunken person, it has no wisdom, rushing from one crisis to another, lacking the anchoring of wisdom, the drunk does stupid actions and ruin is the drunks ultimate reward. When a cat comes to me inviting me to stroke it, I gain opportunity to find my inner calm in a world of war. Calm provides the metaphorical nutritious soil for which planted acorns grow into oak trees, but the reverse is rocks upon which nothing grows.
Find calm in living things amongst stormy chaos.
Human society encourages you to become anxious, always in a state of panic. The adrenaline constantly runs like an angry river, the constant demands of electronic devices, deadlines and noise. The news is always ugly, full of fear and worry. Human society is a constant raging hurricane of angry fear.
Randomly a cat runs up to you. The cat demands your attention, to draw you outwards from the storm to a world of calm. Looking around yourself you notice a world of calm, the birds sing, the light calm breeze, the distant sounds of happy children playing. You realise the illusion you have become trapped in has become dispelled by a living creature that has no understanding or care about the angry world of human society. You are calm, as the cat enjoys your company. The cat has pulled you out of the storm into a calm centre.