Can be a bit of a problem can’t it? You must have heard of the serenity prayer:
“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.”
The above forms part of Alcoholics Anonymous meetings and has done since its inception. The longer version of the prayer talks about surrendering to God’s will…
Okay, we have a problem, a big one. Do we allow it to defeat us and render our lives at best to be of quiet desperation, at worst completely giving up? Or conversely do we throw ourselves either into distracted actions (work, TV, sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll) or do we take steps to create a new life for ourselves? Somewhere in the mix do we “let God” move in and let things happen? Or do we, mindful of Divine intervention as opposed to giving up, give the whole thing over to God?
Unless you are Richard Dawkins, who hasn’t turned to prayer?
What exactly constitutes handing (life) over to God? I’ve already dealt with the passive aspect; it certainly isn’t that. And surely, even letting God call the shots, we have to take deliberate actions ourselves?
And it is obvious to me, having experienced this many times and having talked to many others, being in what I would describe as an “allowing” state leaves the door open for amazing things to happen. What is the intention behind this? To be happy? How specific do we need to be? How about wanting to meet your soulmate? Experiencing abundance? Being healthy and pain-free? If your intention is to be happy and currently you are lacking a soulmate and abundance and possibly having health challenges then is this not sufficient? In other words, God knows what would make you happy.
If you trust God do you need to tell him or her that you want to be happy? By doing this, for example declaring “I want to be happy” implies you are not happy in the moment.
I’m afraid we have to address that old chestnut, self-worth and deserving. I know as this is written there will be people reading this whose self-worth could be lifted and who have some reservations about what they deserve. And you know we can only notice in others that which we have had or have within ourselves. I recall times when I had low self-worth and it almost brings me to tears to see it in others. If we have a permanent programme or filter that blocks or deletes praise, compliments, expressions of love and appreciation then we suffer.
It has to go!
How about-see Neale Donald Walsch-allowing God to reinforce your transient high self-esteem, and your deserving happiness and all that that implies. As many of you know the key here is to feel it, rather than merely think it. Act as if you already have what you want, your birthright. The more you do this, the less transient the state, the better you feel, and the more you radiate this out to others. In time you become an exemplar, a shining light in the world when all around us could increasingly become grey and dark.
I would go as far as to say it is your duty to do this. We are all One, we did NOT “come down here” to be suppressed and subjugated. Help is all around you. It is within you. And if you need someone to “kickstart” your journey back to self-appreciation then grab them and keep them close.
All roads lead to God. You are God. If saying that causes you problems, settle for the truth that you are not only connected to God, but you have within you a spark of the Divine. If you were to read many of my posts you would be forgiven for noticing this recurrent theme. If I were to adopt the methods of the mainstream media then-I’m not sure how-you would be getting this message 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 52 weeks a year for life.
In closing I am unsure of any formula for giving things over to God. I suppose I will conclude by saying that you should give everything over to at first your higher self and then to your angelic self. You may know these as your heart-mind, occasionally your intuition and your true feelings. Or conversely anything but your ego and lower, conditioned self. And if you want to know when your conditioned self operates, switch on your television, listen to your radio, read your newspapers and worst of all-the latest incarnation of mind control-paying attention to those who label anything which deviates from the agenda as fake news.
Beam me up Scotty. The day that love is labelled as fake news cannot be far away.
I’m going to give that over to God with the greatest of pleasure.
για σένα ελένη. Pink roses and love to you all, Jack Stewart, Tuesday, 10 December 2019. Music? Just love the song.
Last week I was in Greece. A few days in Athens, and a few days in Nafplio the ancient capital. I’m reasonably fit. For my age, probably even more so. However most of us know that being able to swim 60 to 70 lengths is not the same as being able to ride 20 miles on a bike or climb the Malvern Hills. In other words, fitness specific to the task.
There is a castle in Nafplio (above) that has 913 steps from street level to the top. Not an Olympic-shattering record, but I managed it in just less than 25 minutes. I’m rather proud of that. And my last day in Athens involved walking for at least 12 miles. I was like the Duracell bunny running at 2 miles an hour.
This morning I went to organise the sale of my motorbike. I had no idea how many buttons it would press. Walking back from the dealer who was selling it triggered several aspects of my recent negative experience. For every one of you dear readers, we all have had such experiences and the memory that triggers them could go back decades. Recency is not the defining criterion.
There is a phrase in NLP (Neuro-Linguistic Programming) called “stacking anchors”. What this means is that similar positive or negative experiences reinforce an original moment of bliss or a trauma. For example if you haven’t processed successfully an experience of being betrayed, then any actual or potential experience of betrayal will not only remind you of the original experience but will reinforce it. It will also make you very wary of anything that you perceive led up to the original event.
Equally a memory of a peak experience or bliss will be reinforced by actions similar to the ones that created it. Chances are you will also seek out similar experiences proactively, rather than avoiding then reacting to a negative one as described above.
The walk back from the bike dealership was about 1 mile. Normally this would have no noticeable effect on me. However not only was the walking back unpleasant but I actually found it (physically) a real struggle.
I know these revelations are neither original or particularly revealing. I have shared this with you purely and simply to illustrate how our “state” can be significantly affected by our emotions. No amount of pills, energy drinks (God forbid), exercise and mental gymnastics is likely to override the debilitating effect of negative emotions. And believe me the enhancing effect of positive emotions can be exhilarating. But you know that anyway.
So to conclude, cut yourself some slack if you emotionally “hit the wall” and be eternally grateful when you run up the steps of Palamidi Castle.
And having cut yourself some slack, draw upon that which facilitated your ascent.
We are all richly blessed. Going through probably my fourth midlife crisis. Except this time it is with my eyes open and in a two-seater sports car.
And where would we be without a song?
Namaste, Jack Stewart, Thursday, 28 November 2019.
“I love to hear those convicts squeal
It’s a shame these slugs ain’t real
But we can’t have dancin’ at the local county jail”
From Rubber Bullets by 10cc (Godley, Crème, Gouldman 1973)
Another surreal adventure beckons…
What do we know about the (good bit of, not the “lower astral”) spirit world? Paradise, the absence of earthly highs and lows, no wailing and gnashing of teeth, wisdom, a place of learning, inhabitants unencumbered by a body, permanently temperate weather, no wars, violence, Harvey Epstein, Brian Weinstein, lies and deception..?
But is there celebration “up there” when things go well “down here” or sadness when they don’t? And where is their focus, is it not in the moment, is it not Nosso Lar itself? Do they have elections?
Can we have dancin’ at the non-local Celestial spa?
Having considered these questions for many years, lived with and shared a fair amount of my time with those having a foot in this world and the next I’m still intrigued.
There is a time in most people’s lives, no doubt some research has been done on this, when “continuation day” (© Neale Donald Walsch) enters one’s consciousness. After birth, the most momentous step in everyone’s life, perhaps excluding Brexit. I knew someone a few years ago, Tony Roeber, he was in his 80’s, still exceptionally articulate and intelligent, his body wasn’t ready to give up, but he was genuinely looking forward to passing. At his funeral it was obvious he had the most incredible life but it was not without huge challenges. So was his perception of the afterlife, it could only be positive, such that it drew him in as opposed to his wanting to let go of any grief and trauma from this life? Or after 80 years was boredom the motivator?
There are quite a few of my friends and family now in spirit, another factor as we approach the evening of our lives. So it won’t be lonely there, Anne and Vanessa, Anne’s parents, Vanessa’s parents, my parents (three of them), Vanessa’s brother and uncle. To that add grandparents, aunts and uncles, close friends and companion animals. And brothers and sisters that didn’t make it.
“Down here” we are conditioned by our five senses. In writing this piece I might think I’m “informed” by the spirit world-I do-but it is relatively easy to write.
Do we “rage against the dying of the light?” Or carry on as if we were 20 and felt immortal? When do we blow our savings (if we are fortunate to have any) or hang on to them for a decreasing number of rainy days? It’s a bit like eating curry. If we get the rice/sauce proportions wrong, and haven’t ordered a Naan bread, then we can end up with dry rice on our plate or sauce that falls through our fork.
What about our legacy? Surely most of us want to leave the world a better place through our having been in it? For those with children most of that has potentially been done. I’m wondering if we could have some kind of posing-free Celestial X factor when those with the greatest legacy get the greatest acclaim. Hold on though, surely the afterlife is a place devoid of competition and obsessing what the hosts look like? Maybe the real heroes in Nosso Lar are the ones we call unsung here.
In writing a will it is reassuring to know those who we want to benefit from what we have acquired in this life do so. But I bet-let’s assume there are some tensions in Paradise-many who have passed “look down” with despair when arguments rage amongst their families about money and possessions.
The more you think about it, it might take more preparation than you had imagined as you approach the fateful day. But help is at hand. Maybe the self-fulfilling, condemnatory prophecies inflicted on us by the medical profession, “you have two years to live”, have merit after all. Like booking a trip abroad, at least you know the timescale to “get your affairs in order.”
Whilst all this may be challenging, it needn’t be depressing. Bucket lists, letting go of what people think, enjoying life, “going for it”, a “backstop”, and (sorry it’s that word again) “Brexit” free zone, being even kinder to all sentient beings and true intimacy in all its forms can balance the scales nicely.
Lately I have heard many people say that we don’t need to leave the earth plane to experience heaven or hell. We can all conjure up images and feelings about these polarised concepts. Maybe it’s time for another TV programme in which the public votes for the most popular heaven and the most feared hell. Gallows humour tends to gloss over the living hell that millions of our brothers and sisters on this planet experience daily. Pause while your creative juices are given free rein…
I’m going to leave the last words with Princess Diana, again from In the Stillness Everything Happens:
“And when things do go a little bit wrong just trust in us, we will be there. Because they don’t ‘go wrong’, they just show you another way.”
“Once you start again to connect with your source, to your giver of life, things will start to go on the right path for you.”
Your greatest legacy was being born, and being part of the grand scheme of things.
As always, love and blessings to you all. Jack Stewart, October 29, 2019. I suspect you’ve guessed the song.
I should have definitely ordered a chapatti, a cheaper option to Naan and it would have taken up any slack. Just its mere presence may have influenced negotiating the rice/sauce balance. Or mixed the lot together first. Or eaten fish and chips.
The problem was caused by a bug at Plesk and has now been sorted out. So, as before this blip, I would recommend Top Host. We can all make mistakes. It’s how we deal with them that matters. JS, 18/11/2018.
Our primary site, http://www.healing.gr has been suspended by TopHost owing to my exceeding the site limit apparently. In fairness to them, they have sent warnings that I am 100% on this limit. The limit is 600MB? If you go to the site hosting page, my limit is seemingly 2GB. Having spent yesterday cutting stuff down to reduce the lower limit, my visit to it today (no warning issued) reveals it is now 720+ MB. God knows how this is even possible. My e-mails have also been stopped.
Being a grecophile, and overall am very pleased with their service, my earlier warning e-mails were in Greek. My Greek is useless.
So, if you go to the site, you will see a blank page and the service is unavailable on the top left hand side. I am attempting to sort this out, but am rather unimpressed. This appears here because I’ve heard nothing from them.
Onwards and backwards…
Every person on the planet has talent. Most people have their talents suppressed through the global epidemic of low self-esteem and self-worth. We then have the fascinating issue of what talent is valued by those who run the system and brainwash the majority into accepting what they are fed by the media. In other words talent to be able to impersonate someone else, i.e. acting, is massively valued, given certain conditions.
Some rather wonderful talent can be found in most cities, towns and villages. The ability to move people emotionally through song. We have all been present surely at a music “gig” where a comparative or absolutely unknown singer or musician touches something deep inside us through his or her performance. We all know that many relatively anonymous musicians, and those who will never become famous are far better than those permanently on mainstream display. This has become institutionalised through “talent” shows which fast-track wannabes rather than have them serve a kind of apprenticeship which they had to before the advent of Simon Cowell.
Like just about everything in this inverted world, through the “Fame industry” emerge people of merit and deserving of recognition.
Time for a spanner in the works.
Fires are raging in a part of California. Quite a few people have tragically died. What is emphasised through the mainstream? That some “celebrities” have had their homes destroyed. Factor in insurance and their earning capacity and it becomes a minor inconvenience. Go here for more on this. A bit of a stretch this one…
Sometime ago I watched the “Pride of Britain Awards.” A collection of kids, young people and adults who have performed heroic acts. I defy anyone not to be moved by these extraordinary stories. Just about every one of them acted as heroes/heroines completely altruistically. None of them were ever motivated by fame, self-obsession or greed. They just went above and beyond what most of us have done in our lives. Would you describe incredible courage, bravery, resourcefulness, at times sheer bloody-mindedness as talents? That their actions saved lives, in some cases thousands of lives, does it have value? Is that value greater than following a script and having yourself promoted in an industry (music and entertainment) run by psychopaths, Satanists, rapists and self-serving idiots?
Sport. I’m a Liverpool football fan. Football moves people. From Accrington Stanley to Arsenal, followers of their team can experience unique highs from victory. And yes, when I was 13 I went to most of Liverpool’s home games during one season. Whilst many players are hyped, the absence of real talent cannot be made up.
“Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence. In other words, it is war minus the shooting.”
Not sure I would go as far as George Orwell. Possibly H G Wells:
“Our Founders made no peace with this organisation of public sports. They did not spend their lives to secure for all men and women on the earth freedom, health, and leisure, in order that they might waste lives in such folly.” ~H.G. Wells, A Modern Utopia.
Anyone conscious knows the role played by the media in promoting images of skeletal women in the “fashion” industry in making teenage and pre-teen girls hate their bodies. Has anyone asked how this practice fuels the gender “reassignment” movement? Yes, I just have.
But I digress. This piece is a rant about how a nano-fraction of real, life-affirming, compassionate skills and talent is “honoured” at a glitzy annual event when compared with the 24/7/365 promotion of role models selected by the agenda-driven mainstream to make you feel like shit, you useless eater. And to feel marginally better than the other useless eaters shown on “the News” who have nothing.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Thank you Marianne (Williamson), a wonderful way to close.
JS, November 16th 2018.
“Some talk of Alexander and some of Hercules
Of Hector and Lysander and such great names as these
But of all the world’s great heroes there’s none that can compare.
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row to the British Grenadiers”
We all have our heroes and heroines. Today we live in a world of Orwellian perpetual war. We can thank a higher power that war isn’t being fought in the streets of the UK and USA and we can look up and not see bombs raining down on us unlike the Palestinians, Libyans, Syrians, Afghani. Conflict reigns in 151 countries…
“It may make for bleak reading, but of the 162 countries covered by the Institute for Economics and Peace’s (IEP’s) latest study, just 11 were not involved in conflict of one kind or another.” The Independent, Thursday 14 August 2014
“Of the past 3,400 years, humans have been entirely at peace for 268 of them, or just 8 percent of recorded history. At least 108 million people were killed in wars in the twentieth century.” Wikipedia
So what makes a “a British Grenadier” so special? Sorry I forgot. We are-the world-involved in a “war on Terror”. So that’s 162 out of 162.
How do we decide who is a hero or incomparable? The number of enemy soldiers they kill? The absence or presence of “collateral damage”? There are few things in life, very few, for which I would use the word hate but this term is one of them. Is a hero someone who saves the lives of his fellow soldiers? Civilians? If he saves the lives of his fellow soldiers does that mean there are more soldiers available to kill more enemy soldiers?
There are awards for bravery. Even in my world, one in which war is anathema, there are people who have impressed me with their courage in wartime. I am neither naive nor blinkered. Most of you over a certain age are familiar with Bob Dylan’s song “With God on our side.” If not, listen, it will change you.
Of course in war, truth is the first casualty. I will spare you more appalling euphemisms for killing, death and destruction. If you want to hear them check out the rantings of psychopaths like John Bolton, Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld.
It all gets very uncomfortable when you- save me from contemporary buzzwords but at least it isn’t about killing people- “drill down” into the criteria by which you would assess killers. When you watch army navy or air force recruiting videos I suspect off-limits is the reality that one day the training soldiers have been given will be used to kill somebody.
Wasn’t the First World War the war to end all wars? Not very successful was it, as 20 years later World War II kicks in. And we know war on t***** will never end. Te***rists are home-grown when they see the moral west killing family, friends and fellow citizens. Or they are trained in and funded by the USA or its allies.
Could you press a button that would result in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people? If it’s any consolation Theresa May has admitted she could.
Perhaps I’ll close with an acknowledgement to those who believe we are genetically disposed to violence and murder. We are prisoners of our genes and we are all off to hell in a hand cart. I, and millions like me must have faulty genes, which makes us a prime target for the eugenicists.
As many people have said there are no wars to end all wars. The only way to end a war is not to fight it in the first place. There are no “clean/surgical/regretfully necessary” mass murders.
Love is the only way to end wars. Peace is the only solution.
We are making progress.
Jack Stewart October 8, 2018.