What Do You Expect from Someone with A Wooden Head?

In the 60’s, Eric Berne wrote about an emerging branch of psychology called Transactional Analysis. It has a great validity, and there was even a song written about it by Joe South called Games People Play. There is far too much to cover in a blog post, so if this interests you check out the books of Eric Berne and Thomas Harris.

I want to cover the topic of Games. Berne’s theory is that we have six ways of “structuring time.” How we primarily structure our lives in relation to others. Firstly, we can withdraw. Essentially, we retreat into ourselves whether or not other people are present. Secondly, we have rituals which need little explanation. An example of a ritual is saying the same greeting to someone, perhaps on your way to work, every day. Thirdly we have pastimes. Indoor pursuits such as reading, watching TV etc. Or external pursuits such as going to the gym or for a walk. Fourthly we have activity. Work mostly. Fifthly we have games and finally intimacy. One day I won’t have to put a caveat on the word intimacy, but that day may not arrive in my lifetime. Intimacy is not restricted to sexual or physical intimacy.

Intimacy is an authentic encounter with another, a moment of shared openness, trust and honesty. An intimate encounter may be an argument, conducted with respect and openness to each other’s feelings. It is the highest level of emotional intensity, but also involves risk taking and vulnerability.

Almost all games are an attempt to secure or reject intimacy. And most games are driven by the subconscious.

Let’s look at a couple of games. NIGYSOB (Now I’ve Got You, You Son Of a Bitch) and Wooden Leg.

  • NIGYSOB.

In the game of NIGYSOB, both partners experience hostility towards one another, however the NIGYSOB player usually shows their anger, and the other may supress it. In relationships, the NIGYSOB partner may be in a bad mood about something. Their partner may trigger a tirade of anger in the other with a poorly timed question or comment. The other, sensing this, might ask: “What have I done wrong now?” which triggers the NIGYSOB partner to launch into a long angry monologue of how the other person is at fault. In other words, “Now I’ve Got You, You Son Of a Bitch!”

So, the NIGYSOB person selects a partner who will allow them to avoid their anger/jealous behaviour by providing them with a seemingly legitimate way to vent their rage. They then feel justified for behaving the way they do. It allows them to avoid personal issues such as fury and resentment, and gives them justification of their inability to control their emotions. The NIGYSOBer confirms their belief that “I’m OK, but other people aren’t,” and avoids self-responsibility…

  • Wooden Leg.

Playing this game is all about having a defensive attitude of “What do you expect of someone with a wooden leg/bad childhood/neurosis/alcoholism?” Almost any behaviour is OK, because the person cannot help it. It excuses the lack of competence or motivation, but mostly the person does not have to take full responsibility for their life.

For me, this victim game is like a cancer in society. It’s blatantly obvious that there are systems and structures in this world that not only prevent entry, advancement and justice but keep us all down in every way imaginable. Equally the “rugged individual” can overcome these restrictions. The wooden leg player blames everyone but themselves. Quite clearly, especially in America at present, systemic and institutional racism and white supremacy prevent anyone of colour getting on in the world, getting justice and being successful. Because of this we should all “take the knee”, pay reparations, and feel guilty (if we are white). It is clearly impossible for black people like billionaire Oprah Winfrey, corrupt politician Barack Obama, Michael Jordan, and Patrice Cullors (BLM co-founder) to name just a few, to achieve anything, given the corrupt system.

So, if you’re scratching your head about the lunacy and insanity of it all, this is why we can excuse rioters, encourage criminals and hate the police. After all, what do you expect from a society riddled with white supremacist attitudes, individuals and structures?

Silence is violence! Sanity is profanity! (Just made that one up).

All this truly appalling, abhorrent bullshit is designed to divide us. I remain colour blind and look forward to the taking down of all those with wooden heads. For the uninitiated, this means the Cabal and their brainwashed foot soldiers.

WWG1 WGA.

Namaste, love to you all. Jack Stewart, April 15, 2021.

Post-Covidia Fenestration (UPVC, the new tool of white supremacy).

The window fitters are in today. Normally, I hate routines, but this morning, before they arrived, I felt really down.

The blessing (at times the curse) of being aware, conscious and awake is that you can deal with these episodes. “Where did that come from?”

Last night I was watching an old episode of Waking the Dead. In it, one the characters went inside prison, undercover. He was a policeman and it was an attempt to gather some intelligence on an unsuspecting inmate.

Many years ago, I visited clients (sex abuse survivors, imprisoned because crime was a coping strategy) in four different prisons. Grim doesn’t cut it.

So, in the scamdemic, we rely on routines, we are imprisoned in our own homes, have to “comply” and some of us (everyone reading this) despise injustice and value freedom above all.

I instantly found the source of my depression. And it lifted. Lasted all of 30 minutes.

A close friend is devising a programme (brilliantly simple but powerful) to empower people to resolve mental health issues. Post-Covidia, the world will be beating a path to his door, unless the trauma is so deep denial kicks in. Which it will.

  • My point here?

Depression episodes are normal given the current dystopia. Acknowledge, explore and let go. If it’s happening to you, it’s happening to others. In some cases, almost everyone. When someone communicates with you, it’s their reality they are projecting. Novels, books, videos, it’s all filtered through someone’s paradigm, their world view.

For a day, I can’t go out, can’t work normally and enjoy my space. My God, I’m a victim of Fenestration! Call up the keyboard SJW’s! Cancel the fitters, ban new windows, boycott double glazing. Stand firm with the oppressed! UPVC windows are tools of white supremacy!

Stay in, beat yourself with a stick, blame someone. You know it makes sense. Enjoy the view from behind the sofa.

Have you seen the most powerful scene in One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest? I won’t spoil it if you haven’t. Now is the time to break free, or check in at your local re-education camp.

Well, at least I can join a Fenestration Unheard Common Cause group…

Namaste. Smile, you’re on Facebook camera!

Jack Stewart, 24 March 2021.

The Critic.

Ah the irony, the double standards, maybe even the hypocrisy…

We are all critics. No justification is needed when we criticise something that is blatantly wrong, immoral, potentially dangerous or in need of considered attention.

Taking it all up a few notches, criticism becomes activism. There’s not a person on this planet that doesn’t believe in at least one cause.

We have the polarisation that’s going on in the world at the moment. Conservatism and liberalism. Personal responsibility weighed against (universally in America) systemic racism. It’s no one’s fault but their’s.

No, my friends, this is a diatribe against a specific kind of critic. The one whose sole aim in life is to criticise others, and through that to leave personal awareness, personal responsibility and creativity outside the bedroom door.

There’s no limit, none, to the list of things even critics of critics could set about. I do remember the days when “news” was the actual reporting of things that had happened.

As we know these days, there is speculation about the news, “breaking” news, delivery of an all too obvious agenda through the “news”, discussion and often character assassination of those who “make” the “news” and blatant lies through what is revealed and what is concealed. Criticism has become a way of life.

Let’s get back to the bedroom warrior. I occasionally look at the thumbs up/thumbs down count on YouTube/Rumble videos. I think I have, but I can’t remember when, “disliked” a video. If I don’t like it, I don’t watch it. If I watch it, I either like it or feel neutral about it.

God knows how long ago, when creating and posting videos, I always (and to this day) disable comments. I cannot waste my life arguing with or being irritated or offended by the bedroom critic.

Stuff I’ve done in the past, along with my wife Anne, has received getting on for 500,000 views. Recently, I’m lucky if I get past 20! And I smile. Almost everything I’m doing at the moment is a safety valve, a whimsy, an indulgence. Fear and ignorance fuel what people watch during the Covid era. Or they just may be crap videos. I wish I cared.

So in closing, I’m probably writing this because it’s been a month since the last one, and the word “critic” just popped up in my head last night as I was entering a Theta state.

The bedroom warriors won’t read this, and you know what would happen if they did.

Create something yourself, forget the permanently oppressed/depressed, and step out into nature. There is far less you can criticise when it comes to trees, fields, grass, shrubs and the big blue sky.

Unless it’s covered in Chemtrails.

Have a fabulous day, whatever the weather. Namaste.

Jack Stewart, March 8, 2021.

Deeper than anyone thought possible…

They love the truth….

But had they not thought, but felt or intuited, connected to Source, it would have come as no surprise.

Another day, another harvested donor. Gallows humour is a coping strategy. Let us make light of what we can, now; darkness to light.

The odd lyric of long forgotten songs come to mind:

“Where do you go to my lovely, when you’re alone in your bed, tell me the thoughts that surround you, I want to look inside your head…”

Peter Sarstedt, Where do you go to my lovely, 1969.

If you want to get a measure of the quality of the “journalists” feeding you the mainstream narrative, you need to look a little lower than the head. Anyway not to worry Jeffrey Toobin is only CNN’s chief legal analyst.

I suspect just about everyone reading this finds it almost impossible to step into the shoes of liars, masturbators, paedophiles, Satanists and those demonically possessed.

The problem that remains is that when they are ALL exposed- there appears to be millions of them-what happens?

We talk about the 1%, the 1% that controls the world. I’ve recently seen a graphic that suggests 4% of the global population does the controlling group’s dirty work. A quick calculation reveals a figure of 280 million. The current global prison population is 11 million.

A lot of work for someone.

Some of us have spent decades steeling ourselves to what is really going on, what we have been taught and told, what we are being taught and told and what we are not being taught and told. How much can we take? How much can YOU take?

We know what happened to Jesus when he tried to promote a doctrine of peace and love and how he attempted to expose the Demons of his day. Here are a few names and groups for you:

  • Aristarchus
  • The Essenes
  • The Cathars
  • Copernicus
  • Joan of Arc
  • Giordano Bruno
  • Nikola Tesla
  • Royal Raymond Rife
  • Ronald Reagan
  • JF and Bobby Kennedy
  • Martin Luther King
  • John Lennon
  • JF Kennedy Jr
  • Princess Diana
  • Michael Jackson
  • David Kelly
  • Dr Gerd Hamer
  • Prince
  • Rik Mayall
  • Julian Assange

And of course there are millions more we have never heard of. Compare these contemporary giants and giants of history to the vacuous, talentless and truly pointless “celebrities” forced on us by the media. In the UK, presenter Phillip Schofield is a “hero” for coming out as gay after living a lie and deceiving his wife for 20 years. Process that.

Toobin the W*****

By their heroes shall they be known…

This is a very short blog post. If it serves any purpose it is this. As the whole edifice crumbles, the infinite number of veils are removed and Demons run for cover, unless you feel confident not only to process it yourself but to educate those around you, start now.

Start now, even as a truth activist, to have a strategy, not only for the horrors but particularly for the elation.

Where We Go 1 We Go All.

Much love, Jack Stewart, October 20, 2020.

You are an Angel

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“Reality is an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”

Attributed to Einstein.

It’s easy to become distracted, after all people often spend their lives consciously distracting themselves through all kinds of means to avoid the painful reality of their existence or wanting to let go of their past. In truth we all do it to a greater or lesser extent.

Spiritual teachings and enlightened personal development organisations like the HeartMath Institute exhort us to “drop into the heart.”

I know that, along with almost everyone these days, the “reality” which surrounds us is profoundly depressing and seemingly without end. It is like an invisible dead hand crushing any hope and optimism we have. Many of us also know that if enough people Feel the Wish Fulfilled of a new Earth, it will come about.

The mainstream bias and media narrative is hiding in plain sight. I can’t believe anyone who is reading this post buys fully into the Government/BBC/CNN etc. narrative. However it is difficult not to buy into some of it, simply because the persistent illusion is more comforting than the truth.

My own introduction to this life was in the eyes of my parents, a secret that had to be maintained. I blame them for nothing, they were wonderful parents and like everyone else acted in what they saw as my and their best interests. I’ll never know whether I “signed up for” truth activism prior to incarnation or it was a consequence of being encouraged to always look outside of myself for answers.

To this day I believe in the ideals of justice, fairness and the wonderful words enshrined in the US Declaration of Independence. For most of my life I had never bought into the God thing.

Our first encounter with other human beings is with our family. I’m well aware that a minority, perhaps larger than I can imagine, are not born into a family. That family may be extended and/or be part of a community. A country is a collection of communities. God help us all (I’m a believer!) if the day ever comes that we regard the state as our parents.

Anyone who takes the time to study psychology knows that the most significant influences on our lives, especially during the first 6-7 years, are those who raised us. We also know that all kinds of trauma, accidental and deliberate, have a massive impact. Add to the mix the contemporary cultural conditioning of entitlement, victimhood and unlimited aspiration unsupported by the necessary talent or effort and we have an unbelievably dangerous cocktail. If you doubt that pay a visit to the American cities currently being ravaged by rioters.

I have repeatedly said on this site that a notional hierarchy of suffering helps no one. Few people- it is still far too many-have suffered the kinds of depravity at last being reported in the media. There are glaring and massive exceptions (human trafficking and sexual abuse) to a situation in which one person’s trauma is another person’s inconvenience. Having worked with male survivors of sexual abuse many years ago, there is not a single person I would wish their nightmares upon save for their perpetrators. I believe it is called justice.

Where is all this leading to?

A number of commentators have observed that “privileged” young people involved in the US riots are operating out of a position of personal trauma, and I would have to agree.

There is hope. There is always hope.

We are all here on this earth for a reason. It would take virtually all the earth’s resources to help all 7 billion of us to realise what that purpose is. What will it take, what does it take for people to wake up to the reality that we are spiritual beings having a human experience?

Marxism- I was a Marxist for many years- denies the existence of God. That you cannot go to church during this plandemic, that God has been under attack for many years and that hell on earth surrounds us should tell you all you need to know.

I will leave you with a quote from one of my favourite sources,the Joseph Communications. In this case is from Trance Mission (Band of Light Media 2019).

“You are an angel. You are an angelic being. You have been coming here for some time and you come here repeatedly with different sets of ‘clothes’ in order to experience. And the amount of time you are here is dependent on the amount of challenges you can face versus the effects of the Field in being detrimental to your body.”

If you want to know about the Field, find out from the Joseph website.

My one line answer to just about every problem has always been love. Love is the answer, Love Heals. It is and it does. But life is a little more complicated than that at the moment. So, step into your angel persona, rise above the static of the propaganda and the insanity.

But remember to wear your mask.

Love to you all, Jack Stewart, August 28, 2020.

Unconscious Bias

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When I was a teenager one of my friends had rather interesting parents. If you are into class, you would probably put them at lower middle. My friend had three sisters, two of which were twins. He went on to become a pilot and his sisters were all very successful.

They were a wonderful family, and although I found his mother a little pushy at times, I was intrigued by the “culture” that had been generated. My friend was very competitive, and although I was little less so, you could call us both “achievers.”

I’ve mentioned in a few places my own father. His work was mundane, soul destroying and an insult to the man’s talents. He worked in the same factory for 48 years. Outside of work he was incredible. If he set his mind to do something, he did it, and was often the best (championships, awards etc.) in his peer group.

In her 88 years my mother was ill twice. Once with food poisoning from shrimps, the second when she contracted flu (we didn’t have Covid in 2002) two days before she passed to spirit. My dad would have lived 10 to 15 years longer had he not smoked.

They were, in their own way, wonderful role models.

Politically I was always on the left. To this day I will condemn any form of discrimination. I have wanted to change the world since I became conscious (sorry for regular readers of these posts you must be sick of hearing this). My friend has always been on the right. Recently he got in touch with me and regularly sends me links to freedom/right-wing (take your pick) websites. Even though we’ve only seen each other a couple of times since we were kids, clearly our friendship has endured.

  • Who is a victim?

I have certainly suffered discrimination for not having the right accent, background and connections. Being rather well educated, having a Master’s degree and at one time being a university lecturer has served to overcome this ludicrous nonsense. Yes, I was one of a couple of people to go to university from my area in 1970. Unconsciously and consciously I never thought I was good enough despite getting very good grades at ‘O’ and ‘A’ level.

My partner was the first person in her family to go to university.

In the hierarchy of privilege, I’m obviously at the top. As a white woman she is second tier.

Elsewhere in these posts, and at length in my book, Love Heals, I have mentioned the law of attraction and the process of feeling the wish fulfilled. Also addressed is the issue of self-worth/esteem and the dominance of the subconscious mind in our daily behaviour. Although the “wokers” have weaponised “unconscious bias”, they are actually on to something.

If you are raised in a supportive environment, have good role models, are taught how to learn, how our beliefs become our biology, learn about the processes in the last paragraph and are encouraged to value yourself whilst taking full responsibility then I would say there is virtually nothing you cannot achieve. And while some of these may have been missing from my friend’s upbringing many were present.

We do not live in a meritocracy; racism is a fact of life. As is sexism. There are many overt and subtle barriers to “success” and living a fulfilled life. But these barriers can be overcome.

Most of humanity is wired for compassion, healing, love, tolerance and achievement. The current toxic climate of victimhood that we live in is like walking past a deep hole and seeing someone at the bottom. We have access to a rope. Instead of holding on to one end and throwing it down enabling the person to climb out, we throw the rope down, jump in ourselves and are assaulted by the person in the hole who claims oppression is justification for his/her actions.

Victimhood is a recipe for catastrophe. To gain any kind of satisfaction from hysterical denunciation of anyone you perceive as less of a victim than you are is a form of mental illness. Or a deliberate policy on behalf of a sick and twisted ruling elite.

It is impossible for love and victimhood to co-exist. We have all suffered. Everyone of us. Another theme on this site and in the book is trauma. Most of us are suffering from some form of trauma. We can never release it or overcome it by playing the victim.

We begin this life as a dependent being. Our “filters” are necessarily in the first few years of our life massively biased towards ourselves. For some they stay for life. The next level of “belonging” is our family. Not everyone has a supportive and functional family. The challenge that faces us all is to change this. You could say, and this is neither a model nor a theory, that the next level may well be our town, our local sports club affiliation or even our county or state. As we move up, we may well then identify with our country. Beyond that we identify with the world. Who knows, many people identify as consciousness, as (temporary) beings in an infinite universe or multi-verse. Perhaps you identify as a soul.

Who can argue that the biological spacesuit we inhabit has advantages and disadvantages? Does it define us? It does if we allow it to do so.

For everything that divides us, race, gender, sexual orientation, class, religion etc., a compelling, overriding counterargument can be made for that which unites us.

We live in a world of toxicity. Electromagnetic fields, chemtrails, what we eat and drink, the air we breathe and the polluted environment are all evidence of that.

How can all this be changed?

It’s so obvious I’m not going to insult your intelligence.

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Most of which appears above I have done to death. However only recently have I realised that the/my empowerment message has found an unlikely home in the global changes being driven from the USA. And only recently have I started to wake up to the fact that factionalisation, victimhood and all its camp followers will have to wake up themselves. Very soon.

Thank you John, you and your family influenced me far more than I ever knew.

For the better of course, but never blindly, never unquestioningly, never without reflection. My parents taught me that.

Love as always, love heals. Jack Stewart July 10, 2020.

Do you love yourself, really?

heart and mindFirst some big picture stuff. Before the plandemic, the race riots, the destruction and history deletion, what was the state of the world? Peaceful? Universal abundance? Everyone healthy, happy and fulfilled? I won’t insult your intelligence.

So the world was broken and causes were advanced. It was capitalism and colonialism. The lot of everyone who wasn’t a white man was appalling because of the patriarchy. It was global warming; it was the virus that is humanity.

  • Do you see a problem here?

If I go around pointing the finger at others I believe are responsible for the state of the world then I am a good person. If I “take the knee” then I am one of the guilty ones. Emotionally charged white zealots have a problem when confronted by black policemen or women in proclaiming their white patriarchal causal theory. But they don’t. Black policemen and women are part of the problem. They have clearly sold out.

  • But it goes a little deeper than that.

If I “take the knee” I’m siding with the oppressed. They are oppressed through my conscious or unconscious actions and those of my ancestors. So my skin colour is irrelevant? I feel guilty.

If humanity, black, white and all shades in between, is the problem (the virus) then where do we go from here? Is it possible that Antifa and BLM zealots are also infected?

  • The real pandemic.

You’re not likely to get up out of your chair, go to the nearest mirror, look into it and reflect on how you see yourself are you? But to save you the journey, how do you perceive yourself? Better than other people? Guilty? Are most people superior to you? Those “others” you lord it over, are they part of any particular group?

  • A bit nearer to home.

Regardless of your gender, are you equal to, better or worse than, in terms of a yet to be defined criterion, your husband/wife/kids/friends/family?

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If you go out, breathing air, you have been told there is a risk you will kill someone. You are asymptomatic, so the fact you are not hot, coughing and breathless is no excuse. You could kill someone anyway. So you don’t. You stay home. You comply with house arrest, wearing a useless mask that could increase your chance of catching this ‘flu variant, avoid other people like the plague, shun social contact with loved ones and even your close family and wait for government permission to tell you when to come out from behind the sofa.

Why do you do that? Because you have been told you are a potential killer?

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Unless you truly have been hibernating for three months, you will have noticed that you have carte blanche, especially in America, to go out and “protest.” If you do that your potential killer status is suspended. You can stand shoulder to shoulder with other one-time potential killers and the only consequences are non-health related. And you know what they are.

However, if you go to a political rally, try to open your business, object to house arrest et cetera, you are, again, a potential killer.

In the totally unhinged, insane world of identity politics there is a hierarchy of victimhood. At the moment those at the top of the victim tree are black people. We haven’t heard much lately about transgender issues. Or the fighting between some feminists (TERFS-Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminists) and transgender activists.

Then we have the “experts.”

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Who are the experts? Are they one above status wise that other revered group, scientists, in the social pecking order? What happens if one of these experts (Neil Ferguson anyone?) gets it wrong? What happens- DO YOUR RESEARCH- when people like Ferguson get it consistently wrong? Might it be a choice by politicians of who to choose as an expert? After all aren’t all experts correct come what may? Surely experts and their lesser brethren, scientists, are uniquely objective, unbiased, wise people who are totally uninfluenced by those who pay their salaries?

I have studied human behaviour for over 40 years, spent thousands of hours researching, attending courses, teaching personal development and held positions in academia. Am I an expert? On some things, maybe. Am I an authority? No chance. Would any government which is part of the swamp, hire me to promote and help fulfil their agenda?

  • Some things are indisputable.

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Most of my real learning, my “wisdom”, my beliefs and values (of which I am proud) have come from interactions with other people. I have met “experts”, global leaders in my field, “educated” people and thousands of people I could not or would not label. Perhaps my worldview is totally distorted. If I buy into the concept of the 2%, then as a member of this group do I want the 98% to join me? If this theory has any validity then what is to be done?

Credit where it is due. Those currently in power have done an incredible job during my lifetime of convincing the majority they are in need of saving. In the last 10 years the only thing to be is a victim. The system disempowers you anyway, so to become empowered you have to challenge the status quo. If you are a victim, especially a more downtrodden victim than anyone else, mainstream politicians have got your back. You see the problem keeps coming back to the white patriarchy.

You can violently challenge the patriarchy, the colonialist behemoth, and it makes you feel good. The worm has turned. Smash the system. I certainly bought into smashing (non-violently I hasten to add)-the system for decades. As a white man it is a little difficult for me to want to abolish the patriarchy. Sure I can take the knee, daily if necessary, and tithe a substantial portion of my meagre income to Black Lives Matter. I can humiliate myself, feel guilty and start to despise who I am. I can denounce my dead parents, and search in my ancestry for proof that I am racist. Or a virus. And by driving a car and at some stage in the future- God forbid- flying, I can hate myself even more because of global warming.

So, people like me are the oppressors. Or we can become one of the victims. As an oppressor, I should be cancelled, de-platformed and removed. As a victim, in the current climate, I’m one of the good guys, and might even be financially rewarded for any destructive behaviour, be it physical or verbal. And who is going to rescue me?

  • But wait…

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What if I wasn’t a victim? What if I thought a long time ago that I could rise above any challenge, that by loving and accepting myself I could love and accept others? What if I realised I was an essential, unique and significant part of the human race, of the timeless oneness in all creation? What if I realised this biological spacesuit I currently inhabit had no significance other than that which I gave to it? And what if I dedicated my life to helping other people wake up to their true selves, their true nature?

And what if I forgave those who betrayed me? What if I forgave myself for betraying others? And what if I used my own imperfect life, the mistakes I made, to motivate me to be a better person?

And instead of pulling down statues, and deleting history, we all learned from the mistakes of the past and use those mistakes to motivate us all to never repeating them and to build a better world?

Suppose we all woke up from the false narrative perpetrated continuously, universally and in a 1000 different disguises that we are either victims or oppressors?

Suppose we realised that everyone has an agenda, no matter what it is, and that by discovering that agenda we then have a choice to make. My agenda (a gender, how interesting) is very clear though I can never be 100% certain that I have convinced you.

We are all one, we are all of equal worth, and we are beings of magnificence, creative and compassionate. If we treat others badly, which we all do, we can learn from that and become better people. We are not victims; we are a heartbeat from emancipation, liberation and empowerment. No matter what our financial, social and wellness status it is possible to break out of our socially constructed and self-perpetuated prisons.

Anyone can be healed, not everyone can be healed.

The real pandemic? You know now what it is, and in truth you always knew it. How does that song go? “Learning to love yourself is the greatest Love of all.” Love yourself, or find someone who loves you to help you. Love heals.

WWG1 WGA

Jack Stewart, June 24, 2020.

Q

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Let’s start and end with some good news. And I’ll resist the temptation to satirise and make fun of the current situation we find ourselves in.

I was going for my daily walk in the Malvern Hills and I walked past a row of shops all closed. However outside the local florist (Forget-me-Not) was a bucket containing two bunches of beautiful flowers. Strange? Have florists been given a dispensation to raise morale through the sale of beauty? In the bucket was a handwritten sign. “Free flowers, please take one.” So I did. I’d already arranged for flowers to be sent to my lady earlier today so I had no conscience in taking a bunch home and placing them on my window ledge. I tapped on the florist’s window, smiled and put my thumb up. She duly acknowledged. My heart sang.

As I walked up the road to access the footpath to the hills I noticed a number of people who were out. Smiles all round as we say hello to each other.

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Despite the fact I’m reasonably fit, the closure of my local swimming pool and gym hasn’t helped. So although I can climb the hills, it takes it out of me more than it should. However practice makes perfect. So I stopped, out of breath. I had texted my lady about the florist episode and she immediately came to mind. As she does without any prompting. I then thought about the florist again. I thought about Alice Herz Sommer. You need to know this woman. Her mantra? Life is beautiful. It was cold today, windy and overcast. I looked at a huge tree and noticed buds were beginning to form. The smile on my face broadened, and I said out loud: “Life is indeed beautiful.”

I have mentioned the fact that I don’t use Facebook very much. Sometimes I find it difficult to resist. Donald Trump has never been other than on my list of idiots. A racist, misogynist buffoon. At least that’s what the mainstream have been feeding my subconscious for years. And because I have that view of Trump I pay attention both consciously and unconsciously of anything that reinforces that belief. What I have just said applies to how everyone constructs their reality.

In recent days it has come to my attention from my “go to” friend who has an encyclopaedic knowledge of cosmic and world “reality” that Trump may be more than he seems. And there is no doubt, none whatsoever, that the so-called “liberal” media in the USA have tried to destroy him. Before you proceed bear in mind I have been left-leaning all my life.

So I posted Incredible Trump 2020 Campaign Ad. Watch it, it may surprise you. Then one of my relatives in America, who I’ve never met, but I think she is fabulous, commented. It went something like this, shortened massively:

… Trump has to go.

Me – Is it possible Trump’s critics have an agenda? The Clintons are murderers.

So you’ve fallen for the Clinton conspiracy theory?

Me – No.

I always thought you were a Trump sympathiser.

Love you Amy. Now I know Amy is infinitely more than this exchange, but the exchange touches upon a deep and profound truth. My worldview is that those who serve the system at the higher levels are corrupt. And everything that supports the system is also corrupt or at least corrupted. Amy has a different view, which I respect. But to completely close down any argument, however much merit it may have, all you have to do is label it.

Moving on.

From both the shadows and the limelight slowly emerging are spiritual teachers who have avoided the conspiracy theory curse. Some of you may be familiar with them; Gregg Braden, Bruce Lipton, and Joe Dispenza. There is much he says I would disagree with, but so what let’s throw in Sadhguru.

If you look at the history of Winston Churchill you will discover deeply unpleasant, truly appalling periods of his life before he became wartime leader. I have no doubt Trump has more than a few skeletons rattling around in his cupboard, but this is not a blog post to promote Trump.

If you were in dire straits and someone came to help, would you want to know their politics, if they were representative of a minority, and had “woke” views on transgender issues before you accepted their largesse? If you think I’m exaggerating look at what’s happening in certain (worryingly large) sections of American society.

People like me can spend decades reading, trawling the ‘net and watching “alternative” videos until the cows come home. But it is impossible, truly impossible, to avoid mainstream conditioning.

My lady and I have hugely differing political views. But at our core we both fundamentally reject the idea of a hierarchy with the Queen at the top and a homeless person at the bottom. I find her calmness, patience and open-mindedness almost addictive. For those who know me, I am spontaneous, impulsive, impatient and far too often very opinionated. I almost crave her qualities because they balance and ground me (God knows if she craves any of mine!). She has saved me and other people from myself on a number of occasions with her wisdom.

So, dear reader, I would exhort you to look behind (cui bono anyone?) what you are being told. We all know if someone is labelled a racist, misogynist, a conspiracy theorist, trans-phobic or any other “woke” term of abuse they are instantly dismissed. There is no quicker way in contemporary society to close someone down. As I am sure I have said many times it is incumbent upon us all to develop discernment. To know when we are being deceived, and to know when we discover or are being told the truth. I am 1 million miles from having this quality but it is my intention to develop it much further.

It would take you about five minutes to realise the statistics and other things being thrown at you at the moment about the virus are dubious to put it mildly.

I’m going to leave you with the incredibly reassuring thought (this is not a thought but a painstaking researched, scientifically validated argument) that humanity is not solely populated by toilet roll addicted, snarling and feral individuals. And if it is it is because they have been conditioned to be that. Gregg Braden, from his Missing Links series on Gaia,  discloses that archaeological findings from over 5000 years ago have proven the absence of any weapons, wars and mass graves. Remains of many of the communities which were excavated were found to have no walls. No evidence was found of mutilation. How interesting is it that we were told “civilisation” (wars, pandemics, fighting, mutilation, mass graves et cetera) began 5000 years ago. And yet a phase of human history from 5000 to 10,000 BC has yet to reveal evidence of the kind of daily diet we are served up by those who have hijacked the planet.

Another cycle, another era absent of war and suffering is ours for the taking.

In closing, my research and my contacts have suggested one of the possible routes to this return to paradise could well be linked to the misogynist, racist and thoroughly reprehensible Trump. Who knows? It is almost too incredible to contemplate.

But what I do know is this. Take any figure of any note from history (bearing in mind that history is written by the victors) and you will find if you are diligent and thorough enough that every one of these figures has a shadow side.

I have been exceptionally fortunate in my life to be involved with the healing of thousands of people. However I have had periods in my life when I have not been the most attractive human being you have ever met. Before you accuse me of anything, I have murdered nor deliberately attempted to harm no-one. I don’t think I have ever betrayed anybody, but I may have done. So use me as a metaphor. I reckon I’m a pretty decent person. If I had ever decided to appear on a world stage if my message ruffled too many feathers you can almost guarantee the inevitable media onslaught. And if you look back far enough into anyone’s past you can find “dirt”.

We do indeed live in the most incredible, depressing and exciting times. Hard though it may be, if you persist you will find love, compassion and all that you wish for for yourself, and your family and friends, and all sentient beings.

Seek love, seek truth and remain open, curious and (thank you precious) calm.

Love to you all as always, Jack Stewart, 28th March 2020.

Crisis fatigue. Self-harm.

RelievedRapidBobcatI just can’t resist this post!

“Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to keep your head while all around are losing theirs.”

First and foremost, going out today is a rebellious act. Some unspeakable “expert” on Radio Gaga (BBC Radio Five Live) this morning was telling people phoning in about self-isolation. What you need to do is lock yourself in a room at home, avoid going anywhere near other family members and not come out for a week. If you have to come out to go to the bathroom, avoid using a shared bathroom, use your own if you have one. If your house has only got one bathroom, “it is a little tricky.” And if you have to interact with other family members, don’t, but if you have to (and on your own head be it) keep at least 2 m from them.

Whatever you do don’t go out in nature, because you never know who might pop up from behind a tree.

Yes dear friends, I did hear all this, and she was serious and I had to switch it off as my emotions were fluctuating between hysterical laughter and almost incandescent rage.

Despite the global pandemic of self-isolation, self-lobotomisation, and self- loathing, there were green shoots of sanity.

“First it was Brexit, now it is Coronavirus,” said a bloke, clearly well into his 80’s (surely an ageist remark), to several other people in Marks & Spencer’s in Worcester where I had just bought an antiseptic bag.

Smiles all round from everyone. Prior to that I had just come out of St Richard’s Hospice coffee shop (strongly recommended) and the young man on the till suggested I was around 45. Well I do pride myself in looking much younger than my 67 years, but I couldn’t accept that! This young man was a wonderful asset to his employers and after exchanging some banter we both concurred that the world was insane and had been for many years.

That thousands of people were out in the city, and were not wearing masks (I didn’t spot one), rubber gloves and staying at least 2 m from each other lifts my spirits. Do you know people were actually touching door handles to go in shops, passing on unsanitised banknotes to pay for their purchases and gave the appearance of being human?

My physical sanctuary is Worcester Cathedral. So I went in, and sat in one of the many chapels in this magnificent building, closed my eyes and communicated with the spirit world. I’m sure I’ve said many times before, I know spirit communication is genuine when I feel powerful (loving) emotions. This morning was no exception. I felt an absolute wave of love for my beautiful lady. Gratitude, feeling incredibly blessed and a host of other emotions my in-house poet Rumi could express far better. I then had a dialogue with Princess Diana. The essence of the message is reflected in the first quote at the top of this post.

It seems the inscrutable (can I say that?) Chinese have turned the corner with their outbreak. But hey, despite the fact that almost everything we buy these days is made in China, who can trust those commies to tell the truth?

To round the morning off, I go to Morrison’s supermarket at Malvern. I make sure I find a parking spot without any cars either side of me. You never know what you might catch; I’m taking the government’s advice seriously. The place is packed, wall-to-wall self-isolation deniers cocking a snook at the best efforts of the hysteria brigade. I have now set my car (I didn’t know it had this facility) to self-lock. Having bought my wet and dry cat food I proceed to the 10 items or less check out. Funny, but I can’t motivate myself to use the self-checkouts and make most of the remaining staff in the shop redundant.

STOP PRESS, don’t buy a face mask!

Before I finish, just a brief word about the power of faith. Iranian Muslims have declared themselves unfazed by Coronavirus. But hang on, isn’t Iran part of the Axis of evil?

My car has just had a new switch cluster put in. A warning light on the dashboard no longer is illuminated. The car runs much more smoothly. It is self-correcting!

You know how all these blog posts end. The power of love, the power of connection, the power of oneness overrides everything.

So I will resist the temptation to travel and see my beloved this weekend. I will self-isolate, probably self-mutilate, almost certainly will self-obliterate and maybe if I survive will even consider as a long-term solution self-partnering. And I have just spotted a flock of pigs flying over the Citadel of bulls*** in which I am currently resident. Sorry self-resident.

Love to you all, have a great weekend, go out and enjoy the sun. Jack Stewart, Friday the 13th (it had to be, didn’t it?) 2020. Humanity will come through this, much wiser than before.