From the heart

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I would like to share a blog that I posted earlier in the year when View From The Ground was published on a separate blog site. I have been in a reflective mood of Kate and this blog means a lot to me. I hope you enjoy it.

From the heart

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein

A quote I love, and something I feel we could all learn from.

I always write from the heart and my hope / desire / mission is to reach out to as many people as possible. As I’ve already talked about in earlier blogs, I am exploring self love and self belief this year and I would love as many people as possible to join me on this mission.

Part of this work though is looking at where I feel we as a collective need to focus effort to help as many as we can. The last blog followed an article I saw about how too many young people are being prescribed anti-depressants. It could be argued that too many people are being prescribed them – full stop! Who benefits? Clearly, the medication numbs the depression of the person. This isn’t an ill informed comment. Having being prescribed anti-depressants 12 years ago, I am fully aware of their effects, have used them for a period of time. I talk about this in more detail in the book, View From The Ground, which continues to take shape.

But, who else benefits? The global pharmaceutical industry of course. I’ll avoid going off on a rant, on this occasion at least.

Of course, there are alternative solutions. But where will the money come from the implement a fully effect, alternative solution? Will a government be brave enough? I’ll let you decide.

Anyway, I’ve been reading, again. I saw an article advising that there have been calls for mindfulness training to be introduced in schools in the UK. In October, a Mindfulness All-Party Parliamentary Group said the practice should be made more widely available and recommended the Department for Education designate three schools to “pioneer mindfulness teaching and disseminate best practice”. Only three? Surely this rather important initiative warrants being ‘pioneered’ in a broader range of schools – a selection of schools spanning the whole of the U.K., and a selection of schools spanning the different socio economic groups + ensuring that it touches the incredible range of our diverse cultures.

Political author and former head of Wellington College Anthony Seldon has called for daily “stillness sessions” in schools.

I’m not sure the name,”stillness sessions” will necessarily grab the attention of the desired audience, but in theory this could be awesome.

The Dalai Lama was absolutely right when he said “If every 8 year old in the world is taught meditation, we will eliminate violence from the world within one generation.”

So can mindfulness meditation really help pupils concentrate amid the distractions of 21st Century living?

In my humble opinion, it absolutely could. If delivered correctly, and with appropriate time being given to the programme (or program to our American friends). We are blessed to have in our midst some friends who are already working with young children on such a concept, but if that could be taken into schools and colleges to older students, it could be incredible.

Now, considering the concerns raised in my last blog – as detailed above – if mindfulness was rolled out, and given the attention that it deserves, this could really help young people clear their heads, even if it is just a bit at a time. Just image the effect. In this crazy world that we have created, with 24/7 news blasting people with negativity – war, debt, death, Trump, Cameron, North Korea, bombs, etc – it’s no wonder people are fed up.

In all honesty, mindfulness to the corporate world would be a massive step forwards. I hear, see, read about so many people struggling with the pressures that they face in life (including when I look in the mirror), if businesses allowed time for employees to attend mindfulness sessions, or meditation groups, the results could be amazing. I know some companies already do this, but with a bit of encouragement from the governments, surely this could be launched on a much bigger scale. I would certainly attend!

These, of course, are just my observations but it feels like we could all benefit from a bit of mindfulness. It could be good for the heart, for the age of the heart.

And talking of the heart, I would like to end this short blog with a story from the weekend.

As is my Saturday routine, I undertake the weekly grocery shop at our local supermarket. Being a creature of habit, I always look to see if my favourite person is working the checkout. She is a beautiful soul, so friendly, and always willing to talk and help me to understand about her Sikh religion. I love learning about other cultures and we are blessed in the UK to have such a diverse population.

I was sad to learn that the lady’s sister had recently passed away, but she talked about how she praises and still talks to her sister. She also told be that her sister had left her the words for several songs, that she now sings so that she feels that her sister is with her.

At that point, whilst helping to pack my bags, she started to sing to me – holding regular eye contact, and it was as if she was in another world. That’s when it sunk in, she probably was. In a serene place where her sister’s spirit exists, whilst also being with me, and the hundreds of others in the supermarket. Incredible, beautiful, magically, inspirational. A lesion in love and true belief. A lesson in having unconditional belief that her sister was in her heart.

As I said, I love to learn.

And, so another short blog draws to an end. A slightly different format but, as always, written from the heart. I hope it resonates. In this messed up world, we all need to feel some love. Apologies for any occasional typos. It makes the blogs real. Not editorial support at this stage.

Take care. Keep the faith, and spread the word.
Jon

A helping hand

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Welcome to the latest in my grounded view of the life around us. I hope your world is one of love, laughter, friendship and trust.

As I have reflected recently, I have been blessed to be surrounded by all of the above – certainly of late at a time when trust has come under attack from an unexpected direction. Anyway, enough of that. The purpose of my blogs are to share the positive and to try and reach out, in the aim of joining us all together in a united voice of love and peace.

Following on from a recent blog – With a little help from my friends – I have been thinking about the whole subject of love and support. In essence, about holding out a hand to someone in need. As those who have read my blogs, I like to include the lyrics from an appropriate song. When search around for a song, I came across ‘Hands’ by Jewel and I’d like to share it with you. There are some very powerful words.

“If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
And not to worry ’cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn’t steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn’t ever after
We’ll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what’s right
‘Cause where there’s a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s mind
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s hands”

I am not sharing these lyrics as a religious statement. I share them in the spirit of unity and with the hope that we as a population can join together – regardless of religious views or beliefs.

I know I have talked before about taking the hand of someone in need and guiding them to a better place. But I have seen this at a personal level. At a time when I needed a hand to pull me up and guide me back onto my own path I was so lucky to have many hands offered. A true blessing. But through that it really hammered home the true depth of human kindness and how we all have it in us. But, it’s a question of how open we are to offering that support.

Not everyone you know fully opens about what is happening in their world / in their life. We don’t know what goes on behind closed doors. However, what I am finding that being open to people about life in general, that gives them the opportunity to be open back. As a result, that might just manifest as a call for help. Just imagine, through an open exchange of our life experiences, how we can touch people and as a consequence offer a hand of help.

Life at the moment for many, many people is a challenge. Some people, wrongly, see it as a weakness to reveal that they are struggling. However, if we talk to people about our life challenges that is an invitation for them to talk about theirs.

I know I sound like a stuck record, but I truly believe it is the responsibility of each and every one of us to help, support, and offer a helping hand to each and every human being who needs that help. Let us not forget that. Done people get too wrapped up in unachievable things to forget that, on the ground, there are hands that need to be held and people who need to be helped up.

Let us all pull together and hold out that helping hand. It’s the least we can all do.

Have a great week and take care.
Jon

Red raw wrist rides again

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Welcome to my view from the ground.

My observation on this occasion has arise from a drive with a friend. As I hollowed at an irritating driver in front of me – or was it behind me – she reminded me of one of my first blogs. Red raw wrists. It was a very polite reminder that I was not practicing what I preached – which was probably 2 years ago. Some of you may remember the blog when it was first published on These Wings Can a Fly blog site. A lot has happened since then – some magnificent, some life changing.

Anyway, I thought I’d share an updated version of the blog. Partly, to reflect a changed view from the ground, and partly as a wake up to me and any other rather vocal drivers. That said, a message to the white van man who drove across me in the car park as I left the office – IT WAS MY RIGHT OF WAY!

Anyway, on with the blog.

Here’s a straight forward question – when is a complaint an observation? I don’t know about you, but my old persona was one of having natural propensity to complain. I would say it was a keen eye for being able to observe the shortcomings of others and to verbalise my views in a manner which would help them to see the righteous path forward. Is that such a bad thing? I accept, sometimes, those who needed that supportive observational assistance could not always hear what I had said, as they were not in the car with me as I established eye contact and commenced delivery of my observations, but surely they understood my helpful use of sign language.

I am sure there will be many who recognise this scenario. The blessed curse of road rage. But my observation skills saw no boundaries in my quest to help others – zig zag / vertical walkers, supermarket trolley pushers, queue jumpers, people in general and, the worse of the worse, trolley bags.

At this point, I need to let off some steam. This is not for my benefit, I promise (well ……………). This is on behalf of all normal commuters who have to practice foot work that would had made Michael Jackson proud in order to dodge people ambling along with their trolley bags. Why, oh why, can these things not be banned. Or, their owners go on a trolley bag proficiency course. I spend a lot of time in London and that has to be the worse place in the world. People come at you pulling 2 of these damned things. Two! One day, when Liv is the Prime Minister in the UK I will ensure she bans them. Now, here’s an update – add to that list any major city anywhere. Trolley suitcases, with trolley brained owners.

Rant over – but my wrist is red raw. Why? Well, that’s the whole purpose of the blog. Please read on. This is where I will bring in an updated version of the original blog because road rage is back and, looking at other drivers, I am not alone.

I’ve been out and a lot this week driving around and being driven round the bend. Driver one – didn’t indicate to pull out. Pillock! Driver 2 – almost touches my bumper he gets that close. Pillock! Driver 3 – clearly doesn’t understand that a green light means GO? P……… You get the idea.

So time to revisit the reading and strategy discovered first time with the blog.

I discovered a new strategy to deal with reducing – dramatically – the number of times I complain – and, in this case, deal with road rage.

Following a mail-shot email from John C Parkin of The F**k It Therapy fame, I picked up on a book he recommended – How Your Mind Can Heal Your Body by Doctor David Hamilton. Gone are the days of always absorbing myself in the latest crime thriller when I go to bed, where the last thing on my mind is murder. Sometimes, I still do that but, it’s good to mix it up with reading about positive thinking and well being.
Anyway, this latest book has a small section on how to stop complaining. This stopped me in my tracks (and stopped me complaining about something irrelevant – again!). Doctor Hamilton made reference to Will Bowen, whose genius idea is to wear a purple bracelet and every time you complain, you switch it to the other wrist. The idea being over a period of 21 days you stop complaining (as much anyway).

I don’t have a purple bracelet but, upon reading this suggestion, I ran out to buy one (4 actually) from the local Fat Face (other quality retailers also sell similar items). Now, as an update, I’ve lost them but am going to wear a replacement.

So, I ask friends and colleagues who see me resplendent this is not part of a wider mid-life crisis. It is intended to make me think every time I complain.

Will I stopped complaining? Of course not. But, it will dramatically reduce my complaining / road rage and I am committed to working on this and to encourage others to do likewise. Life is too short to be looking at things negatively. As I said, I am focussing on this recently highlighted sudden return of the propensity to highlight the deficiencies of other drivers. But, as I said earlier, I also have issues to overcome in supermarkets, in queues and at train stations – to name just a few places.

Why have I reposted / reworked an old blog. Well, the friendly reminder from a friend was a wake up call. Practice what you preached. And that stretches out to everything I discuss in the blogs – be that about loving yourself and loving others, mindfulness, being positive, and helping to protect our planet.

Right, to close this latest view from the ground, I want to share one of the daily thoughts for the day that I receive from the marvellous Richard Denny: –

“Writing down transforms wishes into wants, can’ts into can’s, dreams into plans and plans into reality.”

Don’t allow your wrists to become red raw.

Jon

With a little help from my friends

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Welcome to a very brief view from the ground. I hope your weekend has been filled with fun, laughter and love. I certainly feel lucky to have been touched by all three.

There are times when you realise how fortunate you are, and I would like to dedicate this song to the family and friends that are there for us and bring that fun, laughter, and love. My hope this that we can then all share the fun, laughter, and love with others that need it. Share it so it touches people’s hearts so they can then help others. Let’s share it and let people know we really mean it. It’s about helping them.

Jon

Music was my first love

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View from the ground

“Music was my first love
And it will be my last.
Music of the future
And music of the past.

To live without my music
Would be impossible to do.
In this world of troubles,
My music pulls me through.

Music was my first love
And it will be last.
Music of the future
And music of the past
And music of the past
And music of the past.

Music was my first love
And it will be my last.
Music of the future
And music of the past.

To live without my music
Would be impossible to do.
In this world of troubles,
My music pulls me through.” – Music by John Miles

Welcome to a spontaneous view from the ground. As I was sitting on the bus this morning, listening to a particular track that always invokes an image of people suddenly bursting into a collective dance of joy, my mind wandered to thinking about the joy and availability of music. Like an old friend, ready to touch your life with hope and joy. Music can of course have the opposite effect – but for this blog I want to focus on its positive effects.

I think I have used the lyrics to Music by John Miles in a previous blog, but the words really resonate – particularly “To live without my music, would be impossible to do. In this world of troubles, my music pulls me through”. I hope music is helping so many people around the world at their time of need. What ever form of music, I hope it lifts the hearts of people who need that lift – along with everyone else, of course, who just love music.

Music is always there – it can reflect a mood, a moment. Lyrics can inspire and can create a memory.

I have so many songs that immediately invoke a happy memory – of a concert, a holiday, an event, and so on. I am sure it is the same with you. I ask that you join me me in a moment of relaxation, where we think about those songs, those moments, that create that special feeling of joy, warmth, happiness. Just think.

As I’ve said, I have a particular song that when I hear it, I just think about people getting up and dancing for no reason at all. Well, there is a reason. Letting go, and just going with the music. It’s strange, as I have the moves of an antique wardrobe but I love watching people dance freely and without an concern for what people think. I wish I could. Well (that word again) I do – when I have drained 2 bottles of wine. The I dance and spin like a whirling dervish. And, I don’t care who watches. My ambition – which, I WILL achieve – is to dance like like without a drop of alcohol in my system. Watch this space or, better still, watch YouTube. It will be called something like ‘Fat Boy Spin’ (think about it).

Just think about the power of music. It’s therapeutic quality; its ability to connect people; the joy it brings; the escapism it brings.

Imagine – listening to a song or a piece of music and everyone dances together. Regardless of colour, origin, religion, gender, age, financial position etc. One mass dance. Picture it, thousands of people bouncing together. Able bodied people helping disabled people enjoy the music, the feel of the vibration. For that period of time, no one cares. Just joy. But – there’s always a but – that joy continues after the music stops. That lifted state of joy and love continues. The connection between people remains. The desire to be together, as one, remains in everyone’s hearts and minds.

Imagine – here’s an even better one – a simultaneously timed playing of a song or a piece music around the world where people gathers to dance, to jump, and just have fun. The energy release through that simple act of joy that everyone can connect with and enjoy with each other. No need for anything but fun, energy and love. And they take that joy away and spread the love and peace with all that they come into contact with.

Just think – how easy would that be to arrange. So – a request – if you know someone who can help in manifesting this – my email is jonlduke@icloud.com. I’d love to do it. I even know the song. What is it? Time will tell.

So, to finish, it feels like another song – and a dance – is in order. I suggest that you brush yourself down, give yourself a knowing smile in the mirror, have a quick swig of your favourite tipple and, as the song goes – Let’s Face The Music And Dance.

“There may be trouble ahead
But while there’s music and moonlight (moonlight and music) and love and
romance
Let’s face the music and dance
Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill, and while we still have that chance
Let’s face the music and dance
Soon, we’ll be without the moon
Humming a different tune – and then…
There may be teardrops to shed
So (But) while there’s music and moonlight (moonlight and music) and love and
romance
(Let’s face the music and dance, dance)
(Let’s face the music – let’s here that music)
Let’s face the music and dance”

Enjoy the music. It was my first love and it will be my last.
Jon

What are you waiting for?

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Welcome to the latest view from the ground. Times are changing, the world continues to throw forward further examples of why the masses must stand tall and be united as one – a real force from the ground. But, as they say, the show must go on.

“Empty spaces – what are we living for
Abandoned places – I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for…
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I’m learning, I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly – my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On – with the show –
I’ll top the bill, I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the –
On with the show –
The show must go on” – The show must go on – Queen.

Wonderful words from the master wordsmith. A look into the future or a reflection on the times as they were.

I feel a heavy sadness as I look at the world today. When I look at our planet, from the top down as it were, that heaviness can be overwhelming.

I look at what has recently being happening in Turkey with confusion. Who was trying to achieve what? Was the the attempted coup in the name of love or driven by ego and power? But then, how many people disguise their attempts to change things as doing so in the name of love, but reality is ego and power are the motivation?

I know I talk a lot about One World and I will continue to write about my desire for just that. But my vision of One World is one where each person has the freedom to chose their own ‘beliefs’. Extremism does not have a home in that One World, but the power to follow your own beliefs does.

The atrocity in Nice on 14 July left the world heartbroken. An event in the name of extremism; an action driven by hate. The love of the world was directed to Nice in their time of need and this is another atrocity which screams out that we must heal this wound in the planet, lance out the poison and work together for a planetary recovery. We should look to find a way to gather together as one.

And then there have been the events in Germany. A world being challenged to live in fear, whereas we should gather together to raise the levels of love.

Let us to forget the consistent atrocities occurring in the Middle East and further afield. The global media focuses on attacks close to home as that coverage increases viewer statistics and sells copies, but the reality is pure evil is being seen on a daily basis in many countries which we do not hear about. OR in fact here who the potential perpetrators are. Ever wonder why?

But then, if I analyse further other divisions exist. In the UK we continue to see the destruction of our political system, all in the name of ego? They talk about it being for the good of the political party, and for the people. But, reality is that we should be questioning whether this is ego driven and, if so, why should we, the people, sit back and watch this going on? Surely, is it for us to say NO – enough. We want politicians in place who represent us the people. Not politicians who represent self and self growth, with a little bit of business sponsorship thrown in.

So, what are we waiting for?

In relation to politics in the UK, the Labour Party is going through a process of selecting their leader – even though they already have a democratically elected leader. A leader who was elected my the members of the party. However, the Labour Party MPs have decided that they have a louder voice than the members. Democracy or ego? Alternatively, for the love of the party or fear of a leader who speaks openly and honestly? Interestingly, circa 150,000 people have joined the Labour Party in time to participate in the leadership election. They are now waiting to have their say.

And then we have the Conservative Party – the government. Their leader, responsible for taking the UK to a referendum to decide as to whether remain or leave the European Union. He canvassed to remain, the U.K. Voted to leader. He stands down as Prime Minister. It could be argued because he didn’t have a clue how to exit the U.K. from the EU. It could be argued that he realised his mistake. It could be argued ………..

We then had the process of 5 people standing for leadership. One round of votes by Conservative MPs eliminated one; another stood down, and then there were three. Another round of votes by Conservative MPs eliminated another; another one stood down. And then there was one – who is now Prime Minister, without the Conservative Party members not having a say in who their leader is.

This is not a political rant or statement but just an observation on what I see and on what I think w could look to effect. What are you waiting for? We all have a voice, we all have the ability to raise that voice. But how many are will to? It could be through social media, it could be through joining a group of like minded, forward thinking people, it could be through writing a blog.

The important thing is to stand up and to be yourself. Not to follow blindly. But to stand true with your fellow citizens.

Yes, the show must go on but, perhaps, we can write a better next act to the show. One where we are one.

What are you waiting for?
Jon

Mindful of the power of love

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Welcome to the latest view from the ground. As we march through summer I, like many others, long for sunshine to fill our bodies with warmth. Warm weather is definitely good for the soul.

As I have discussed in many blogs, the world is a changing place and the pressures that people experience can feel very heavy. Around the world, different pressures are experienced and every time I look at the news there is another crisis, or atrocity around the world impacting on innocent people.

Every individual has their own challenges to address and those challenges to that individual will feel, at times, insurmountable. There are different levels of challenge.

A family in Syria watching their city being destroyed face a cataclysmic challenge of an unthinkable scale. But then, look at what’s happening at every corner of the world. Dreadful. Our leaders seem incapable of curing the poison that courses through the veins of the world. It could be questioned where that poison originated. In reality, only an uprising of the masses on a scale never seen before will shake the apathy and greed of those that control the world. That IS the only chance we have.

I can only write about what I see and feel and to try and appeal to right minded people to gather to do something real, as a united force. We can make our voices heard, but only if multiple thousands shout out with one voiceBut, that is on a global level.

What about those suffering on an individual level. A person waking up in the morning dreading getting out of bed to go to a job that makes them feel difficult levels of stress has their own challenge to cope with. A person living in poverty, living on the streets, or just living on their own – feeling empty. At times, it’s a bloody challenging place to be.

But again, on an individual and on a collective basis, we can lift those and every person to a better place of self worth. Lift them off the ground, on to their feet. The answer? Love! Am I going soppy? No. Well, yes. No! I guess I’m trying to reach out and open awareness at maybe something I have had to open my eyes to.

Sometimes, we don’t realise the importance of reaching out to someone. We don’t appreciate that just through a simple act of talking to someone and, more importantly, listening to them, that simple act could just be the hand they need to lift them off the ground.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I have a very powerful view from the ground, but someone that you see in the street, work with, live next door to, cross the street to avoid may just need that helping hand. That offering of love at a moment of need that you may not realise is so important at that specific moment in time.

I saw one definition of love as being a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection. In cases of helping others, I would suggest it could be broadened to being a deep affection of your fellow human beings.

And, for me, this is an offering of love without condition – in other words love offered without the expectation of anything in return, with it being for self gratification purposes.

It is incredible how kind people are, and can be. But there needs to be a rising of people to do this simple act of kindness.

When we see someone who clearly lives on the street not to turn a blind, but to offer a hand; to talk and allow them to talk and feel love and respect. This isn’t judging someone, it’s allowing them to feel better about themselves.

The power of listening is incredible.

When we someone who is having a hard time at work, to stop ask how they are and to listen to the response. Don’t do it as lip serve, do it because you care. You don’t know what might be happening in their lives.

It’s these simple things. It’s being mindful of the power of your love. When you have seen and felt the true power of love, you realise what you could really do for others.

Give it a go – please.

So, let’s end with a song. Mmmmmmm, what can it be……………….. Only joking. Let’s just get out there and help our fellow men, women, and children. We have the power of love. I know. Do you?
Jon

The journey ………. so far

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“I try to stay in a constant state of confusion just because of the expression it leaves on my face.”
― Johnny Depp

Welcome to the latest view from the ground. I hope you don’t mind, but this is personal.

There’s a lot of horrible stuff going on around us at the moment. War – senseless; murder – senseless; starvation – senseless; homeless refugees – senseless; homeless people on the streets – senseless. And that’s just the start. The world’s a mess, and it’s a mess created by the human race.

Why?

There’s a lot of people awakening to this mess and there is an awareness that something must be done. There’s a collective of people rising, and as a collective what we have is special. But I’m troubled. Deeply troubled. Something on a personal level is stuck.

I was lucky to have started my journey something like 2 1/2 years ago with Viv. As those who have read my blogs – probably 30+ blogs now – I was lucky enough to contribute to Viv’s book, These Wings Can Fly, and that’s where View From The Ground started.

Viv and I have always had a different view on our road of discovery – Viv from a deeper perspective, whereas I see things, as the blog page suggested, from the ground. It works.

Over the last 2 1/2 years, Viv has developed a strong understanding of her development and has grown incredibly – as a Shaman, a Reiki Master, and a healer, to name just a few. I’m proud of her and I know she will continue to grow.

My development is different. I know I have my own role to play, as an interpreter of what I see and hear. To seek to encourage others to find answers as to how we / they can heal our/themselves and in turn, heal each other, our communities, and the world.

I know that part of my role in life is to come out from behind the shadows of others and to make my own steps forward.

Through my blogs, I seek to connect with others, so that we can join hands and walk together. Through the blogs, I seek to reach out to as many as possible and encourage people to share their experiences and thus show we are not on our own. This is why I ask for the blogs to be shared. I would love to read posts from others.

For certain, as a collective, what we have – or is it, what we could have? – is special.

But, I am troubled. Maybe by the need to hear from others? Maybe by the question – is it just me? Maybe, and this is literally coming to me as I write, is it by the fact that I am looking to others? Maybe that’s just it, my belief that I need others.

In reality, I should be seeking to inspire others. To encourage others to find each other; to join hands with each other. Whereas I need to keep moving forward, interpreting what I see and hear, sharing that information and then moving on again. Not waiting for others to join me.

Maybe, that is the role of View From The Ground.

I’ve used this analogy with Viv. I need to see it that I’m in my boat on a river. There are people on the river bank. But I need to allow them to find their own boat and decide whether they want to follow me. Not wait to see if they want to get in my boat. We can all sail on the same river but we need to have the ability to sail at our own pace and maybe take a break every now and again.

And, again, this is coming to me as I type this blog and it is proving to be therapeutic, this is why I maybe shouldn’t be troubled. People have found their boats, and are sailing along. And that’s just great!

Maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t be troubled. I should just celebrate that, as we all sail along in our own little boats, what we have really is special. And, at times maybe I just need to rest from my development. Maybe I expect too much of myself. Maybe I should just let it flow.

And there ends a rather personal blog. Thanks for bearing with me. I hope it makes a bit of sense. Just a confusing time for a lot of us.

Take care.

Jon

Where is the love?

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VIEW FROM THE GROUND

“Where Is The Love?” – Black Eyed Pea

For what is proving to be a very challenging, and at times, incredibly sad month, these lyrics feel so appropriate. A song for unity, not division. Surely it is better to be ONE?

“What’s wrong with the world, mama
People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma

Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin’
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK

But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you’re bound to get irate, yeah

Madness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how anger works and operates
Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y’all, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love, the love, the love

It just ain’t the same, old ways have changed
New days are strange, is the world insane?
If love and peace are so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong?

Nations droppin’ bombs
Chemical gasses fillin’ lungs of little ones
With ongoin’ sufferin’ as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin’ really gone

So I could ask myself really what is goin’ wrong
In this world that we livin’ in people keep on givin’ in
Makin’ wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin’ each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin’ on but the reason’s undercover

The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where’s the love, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the truth, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the love, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt and you hear them cryin’
Can you practice what you preach?
Or would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love (Love)

Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love (The love)?
Where is the love, the love, the love?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ the wrong direction

Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema

Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love we’re spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity

That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
Gotta keep my faith alive ’til love is found
Now ask yourself

Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?

Father, Father, Father, help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love?

Sing with me y’all:
One world, one world (We only got)
One world, one world (That’s all we got)
One world, one world
And something’s wrong with it (Yeah)
Something’s wrong with it (Yeah)
Something’s wrong with the wo-wo-world, yeah
We only got
(One world, one world)
That’s all we got
(One world, one world)”

Shining lights

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“Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today… Aha-ah…

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You,..

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You,..

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one”

Imagine – John Lennon

A deep, unrelenting feeling of sadness has swept the world over the last few days. 49 people murdered in Orlando in a terrorist attack against those who stand true to themselves and their sexuality. Then, a Member of Parliament in Great Britain is murdered on the streets of her constituency in a terrorist attack against an individual standing in her truth in wanting unity in Great Britain, in Europe but, more importantly, the world.

But, at a moment of true, heart wrenching loss, Brendan Cox – the husband of the brutally murdered Jo Cox MP (who I have heard described beautifully as a 21st century Good Samaritan) – stood up and posted the most stunning tribute to his late wife.

I have shared these words at the head of this blog. I have read them over and over again. These words are a message to the world; a message to the power brokers who weld such control over the world; a message to the political leaders who expound their arrogant, hypocritical nonsense; but, more importantly, a message to the masses to stand up and as one be counted.

“Today is the beginning of a new chapter in our lives.” I pray that the lives of Jo’s family can be strong in the memory of what an incredible person she clearly was. It is sad but, in equally measures, inspiring that it is only in her being taken so tragically early that the majority of us learn what an inspiration Jo clearly was. The work that she did globally – through Oxfam, in Syria to name just two – and locally in uniting the diverse community that Jo represented in the Government.

But, this has to be a new chapter for us all. We, the global population, MUST learn that hatred achieves nothing. Actually, that’s wrong! It achieves something incredible. It achieves a uniting if right minded people to stand up and shout NO! We will not allow hatred to rule us. We will not allow hatred to bring fear into our lives. We WILL use this hatred to unite us in love for humanity.

But, this can not be a short lived unity. This has to be the start of a new chapter of unified understanding that we are all one – regardless of beliefs, gender, colour, sexuality, origin, ‘class’ (horrible word / concept), status, so on and so forth.

We need to look to our political leaders to learn from Jo Cox MP; to look at what she stood for, and to look at what she believed in and represented. Again, it is only now that the majority learn about her values and objectives. But it is my firm belief, if more of her fellow MPs in Great Britain but, equally, the equivalent around the world, stood true to why they were elected, we could be somewhat closer to the unified planet that both Jo and many, many others strife for and dream of.

“Jo believed in a better world and she fought for it every day of her life with an energy, and a zest for life that would exhaust most people”.

We can not let that energy and zest for life go to waste. A path has been laid; roots have been planted and that path must be trod by the masses to ensure that the hard work and those beliefs grow in our hearts and we stand up and be counted. Jo Cox must now be firmly planted in all of our hearts and we must unite.

I have talked regularly in previous blogs at the need for the population to stand alongside each other, to join hands, to to walk forward together – as one. Now is that time.

The push to unite must now be relentless and we must be unbreakable in our drive to be one. In our desire to pick up those who have fallen; to heal those who are broken; to love those who are in fear; and to challenge those who seek to divide; to show those who seek to inspire fear that they will not be victorious. The winners will be the masses who unite to be ONE in the name of Jo Cox and all others who gave been taken too early through the hatred of the few.

“… We all unite to fight against the hatred that killed her. Hate does not have a creed, race or religion, it is poisonous.”
It is the global community’s responsibility to join in the name of Jo Cox, and those who were murdered in Orlando, and to unite in love to overcome fear and hatred. We are one, and as one we can overcome anything.

I have included the beautiful words from Brendan Cox about their children and family because I feel they are such a powerful message for us all. But, we must respect their need for privacy and to channel love to them at this dreadfully difficult time for them.

The final words of Brendan’s tribute says it all – “Jo would have no regrets about her life, she lived every day of it to the full”. We must all be inspired by these words and to grow and be strong through the life of a beautiful woman and inspirational soul.
And to close, I include in all of these words my love to those in Orlando who tragically lost their lives through an attack driven through hatred. These were lives cruelly taken, of people standing in their truth, and living life as it should be. We must all stand as one, unite with the gay community and all communities to state that we will not be divided. We are the same, we are the people, and love will conquer all. The global community must join hands with EVERYONE.

As John Lennon said “You may say I’m a dreamer. But I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will be as one”

Love to all.
Jon