Hello Everyone,
I am now receiving lots of Deeksha or for the westerners Oneness Blessing. For more info just type either into Google.
My life is shifting dramatically in the direction of much much more meditation as it is time to move the body that I have to a higher consciousness. Spiritually, I am doing fine. It is another bit of knowledge that I have that each of our bodies, Mental, Spiritual, and Physical moves separately toward higher consciousness. My mental and spiritual sides have been getting moved for quite a few years. The physical side was taking the brunt of the work load of being human and or being busy with being human. The biggest part of that was in the hussle for income. As most of you know I have been self-employed for nearly 30 years, well more really, probably more like 40 years at various times of my existence.
The biggest longest period of time was when I became the itinerant massage therapist in the states. That attitude extended for several years when I first came to Australia too. As being self-employed meant to me that I was always "ON". Always on the lookout for how to make the next dollar. There were few casual conversations that I had for many years where I wasn't some how, way, shape or form figuring out how to get the next dollar. Even when I was working as the Fortran Programmer at Vulcraft in South Carolina, I was then self-employed at a Massage Therapist, and MLM marketing too. Then more MLM and Itinerant massage. It all paid ok. I did many fine adventures that I would never wish to give up.
Now, however, it is time to move upward and onward. With employment easily acquired I now have a steady flow of income. I do not need to hussle looking for clients for massage, healing or workshops. I do still love to teach and there is another SGH workshop 2-3 February. It will be interesting as by then I will have been calmed greatly by the Deeksha from Isha and being vegetarian for nearly 3 months, and just returning from Thailand for 12 days.
The reason for this blog is that I was thinking back over the past week since receiving the first of Isha's Deeksha work. I have calmed considerably. What I noticed was that the stress of having to be "ON" all the time has left me. I am comfortable now as an employee. Oh, sure it has its drawbacks. Time being much more precious now than I noticed the last times that I was employeed. It is worth it for the calmness.
When I was sitting in Isha's kitchen just prior to our next session I felt like the bud of a flower that is just getting ready to open. I am not the tiny bud that has a week or two to go. I am the bud that is just starting to open its green outer shell to let my colours show. And, this bud is not one that lasts only a day or two. Or even a week. This is the kind of bud that lasts years and years and years.
I have known from my Spirit guides that what I was was ending. All of my self-employment has been decreasing forcing me physically to go hunt employment. (Spirits help I am sure) My phone has not rung for 5 days, not once, not even for spam callers, ha ha ha
What Spirit showed me during the last Conscious Living Expo here in Perth is that I was like the ever hungry cattepilar that was eating to prepare for crawling into and creaing the cocoon. I am going into the cocoon stage now. For how long? We will see. I will keep all of you posted.
I am still doing massages. I am still doing healing. I am not chasing after the work though.
For those of you in the Perth area. Isha is doing the Deeksha for the next 3 Wednesday evenings($20) at Yoga Now in O'Connor and a whole day on Saturday 15 December ($100).
Love to all of you.
peace
gene
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
Saturday, 1 December 2007
YEHAH!!! Deeksha and more Oneness Blessing
Hello Everyone,
Well, I heard from Friend Jess in Germany that she is reading the blog so I have to continue on now for sure. ha ha ha.
Well, plenty of changes have been happening and I think that I have listed most of them. I am now working at IGA Distribution wharehouse in CAnning Vale for $20.92 / Hour. I can work Saturday's too, have not yet. Started driving a pallet jack picking orders. Had to do in excess of 100% to get the pay raise to where I am now. Got it the first week so all is well. Now I am doing Forklift driving. It is an electric stacker going up about 10 meters sometimes with a ton of material. this thing can turn on a dime and give twelve cents change, ha ha ha. We sit sideways to the flow of how we are driving and that is interesting.
Have now moved home 95% at least. Computer is still here at the old place. No phone connection at the new for about 3 weeks as I mentioned to most all in my email. Very excited about the new place as it is in White Gum Valley which for some reason just has incredible awesome energy.
I have started meditating again in a serious endeavor. As in getting up earlier than the 3 am starts that I now do so that I can meditate. And meditate after my return from work nap. Now most incredibly is that Isha has returned from learning the Deeksha and has a program laid out for me to do over the next several weeks. One thing that I am to do at least 3 times a week is a breathing technique that is helpful to get the Kundalini to rise. It is POWERFUL. The energy created is awesome.
I have sent out emails to many of you telling you about Isha's workshops coming up over the next 3 weeks. The next 3 Wednesday evenings at Yoga Now on Hines Rd. O'connor will have 2 Deeksha presentations for each attendee for only $20. Starts at 7:30 till 9. BE HERE OR REMAIN SQUARE!
The Oneness Blessing is a tool to help all of us to work toward better communication with our Spiritual Self.
The new place that I am moving to is about the size of a large 2 car garage. I have not all of my stuff there yet and it is quite a mess. It will shape up and lots will be tossed or Flea marketed.
OK, new address: 16 Sweetman St., White Gum Valley, Western Australia 6162, Australia new phone is 08 6262 5065. Mobile will work until the other starts 0427 989 895
Peace to all of you
gene
Well, I heard from Friend Jess in Germany that she is reading the blog so I have to continue on now for sure. ha ha ha.
Well, plenty of changes have been happening and I think that I have listed most of them. I am now working at IGA Distribution wharehouse in CAnning Vale for $20.92 / Hour. I can work Saturday's too, have not yet. Started driving a pallet jack picking orders. Had to do in excess of 100% to get the pay raise to where I am now. Got it the first week so all is well. Now I am doing Forklift driving. It is an electric stacker going up about 10 meters sometimes with a ton of material. this thing can turn on a dime and give twelve cents change, ha ha ha. We sit sideways to the flow of how we are driving and that is interesting.
Have now moved home 95% at least. Computer is still here at the old place. No phone connection at the new for about 3 weeks as I mentioned to most all in my email. Very excited about the new place as it is in White Gum Valley which for some reason just has incredible awesome energy.
I have started meditating again in a serious endeavor. As in getting up earlier than the 3 am starts that I now do so that I can meditate. And meditate after my return from work nap. Now most incredibly is that Isha has returned from learning the Deeksha and has a program laid out for me to do over the next several weeks. One thing that I am to do at least 3 times a week is a breathing technique that is helpful to get the Kundalini to rise. It is POWERFUL. The energy created is awesome.
I have sent out emails to many of you telling you about Isha's workshops coming up over the next 3 weeks. The next 3 Wednesday evenings at Yoga Now on Hines Rd. O'connor will have 2 Deeksha presentations for each attendee for only $20. Starts at 7:30 till 9. BE HERE OR REMAIN SQUARE!
The Oneness Blessing is a tool to help all of us to work toward better communication with our Spiritual Self.
The new place that I am moving to is about the size of a large 2 car garage. I have not all of my stuff there yet and it is quite a mess. It will shape up and lots will be tossed or Flea marketed.
OK, new address: 16 Sweetman St., White Gum Valley, Western Australia 6162, Australia new phone is 08 6262 5065. Mobile will work until the other starts 0427 989 895
Peace to all of you
gene
Sunday, 11 November 2007
Life keeps
Wow, I really did wish to say what life keeps, however, there were so many different ideas flying through my head that I just had to let it alone.
Hello Everyone,
Well, last you heard was the news about the Van was depressing. I spoke with the tire man and he will allow me to return the tires. So that is one option. Another is to take it to Dove Campers and see if they want it for the cost of tires, tags and rego. So, I stripped poor Sunshine and took her to David at Dove Campers. I left her there while David decides if it is worth the time and effort for him. That was on Friday early arvo.
Friday evening I picked up Jenny and we set off to Dhammloka Buddhist Society. Enroute many ideas were tossed around. Neither of us wishes to see the demise of Sunshine. Yet, I cannot see spending 3 -5000 dollars on
re-creating an old van (1978). Even if she is in good nick inside. Also, my real goal is to have a real upstanding bus rather than a bend over campervan.
Jenny is putting the word out to her email list to see if anyone is interested in doing the re-creation work. Currently Sunshine is sitting at David's.
Also, earlier on Friday I stopped here in Fremantle at Manna's Organic foods. I am working seriously on upgrading my diet. I saw on the notice board a 'Garden Studio To Let $140/ week'. I called on Saturday morning after my ride around the river with friend George. I set up to come and see the place at 4 Sat arvo. This woman is looking for a person of distinct qualities. "Mature Age (am I mature at 60???) Non-Smoking, meditative, AWARE person" YEHAH fits me to a T.
The place is quite small probably at one time a two car garage that has been tastefully converted. Largest Bath Tub that I have ever seen. Furnished but, I can switch some of my stuff in easily and rid myself of other stuff not needed. Short story of a normally windy person . . . . GOT IT! And, I don't need to take it until 1 Dec which is good because this place is rented until 12 December. Allows clean up at both places with Ease and Joy and Glory.
I am excited. And, with this I know that I am back where Spirit wishes me to be. Small place, Easy to take care of and not yet into a Bus. Also, really really interesting is that this will be my 3rd place in a row that the street number totals a 7.
7 = the residents seek solitude. Entertaining is an occasional planned event. Surprise visits are discouraged (not true). The interest is self-realization, knowledge accumulation, and spsiritual growth. even though it attracts loners, the house will be happy only if more than one person calls it home.
Well, into my 3rd place and still no partner on the horizon. And, I am not looking. Well, not seriously anyway.
Peace to all.
I will let you know what is up next.
Oh, Start a new job on Monday as a forky again at IGA warehouse.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Hello Everyone,
Well, last you heard was the news about the Van was depressing. I spoke with the tire man and he will allow me to return the tires. So that is one option. Another is to take it to Dove Campers and see if they want it for the cost of tires, tags and rego. So, I stripped poor Sunshine and took her to David at Dove Campers. I left her there while David decides if it is worth the time and effort for him. That was on Friday early arvo.
Friday evening I picked up Jenny and we set off to Dhammloka Buddhist Society. Enroute many ideas were tossed around. Neither of us wishes to see the demise of Sunshine. Yet, I cannot see spending 3 -5000 dollars on
re-creating an old van (1978). Even if she is in good nick inside. Also, my real goal is to have a real upstanding bus rather than a bend over campervan.
Jenny is putting the word out to her email list to see if anyone is interested in doing the re-creation work. Currently Sunshine is sitting at David's.
Also, earlier on Friday I stopped here in Fremantle at Manna's Organic foods. I am working seriously on upgrading my diet. I saw on the notice board a 'Garden Studio To Let $140/ week'. I called on Saturday morning after my ride around the river with friend George. I set up to come and see the place at 4 Sat arvo. This woman is looking for a person of distinct qualities. "Mature Age (am I mature at 60???) Non-Smoking, meditative, AWARE person" YEHAH fits me to a T.
The place is quite small probably at one time a two car garage that has been tastefully converted. Largest Bath Tub that I have ever seen. Furnished but, I can switch some of my stuff in easily and rid myself of other stuff not needed. Short story of a normally windy person . . . . GOT IT! And, I don't need to take it until 1 Dec which is good because this place is rented until 12 December. Allows clean up at both places with Ease and Joy and Glory.
I am excited. And, with this I know that I am back where Spirit wishes me to be. Small place, Easy to take care of and not yet into a Bus. Also, really really interesting is that this will be my 3rd place in a row that the street number totals a 7.
7 = the residents seek solitude. Entertaining is an occasional planned event. Surprise visits are discouraged (not true). The interest is self-realization, knowledge accumulation, and spsiritual growth. even though it attracts loners, the house will be happy only if more than one person calls it home.
Well, into my 3rd place and still no partner on the horizon. And, I am not looking. Well, not seriously anyway.
Peace to all.
I will let you know what is up next.
Oh, Start a new job on Monday as a forky again at IGA warehouse.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Thursday, 8 November 2007
And the next 5 seconds will create what?
Hello everyone.
Well, I probably ought to have started writing the spin of life about a week ago. So much has happened in the last 8 days.
Monday Evening I got fired off of the evening shift at Industrial Galvainzers.
Tuesday I started day shift and had many many people welcoming me to the day shift including the General Manager
Wednesday evening I got a call from my ReadyWorkforce boss, Jon who asked about work at IG. Then he tells me that the GM has called and requested that I not return at all. Fired again ha ha ha.
I had put in for 4 days off to do the Conscious Living Expo here in Perth a month ago. The GM didn't like that.
The Expo was extremely low customer turn out. Sunday was OK and I paid for the booth.
Monday Jenny brings by the Camper Van that I have inheritied as it got tagged by the Police as needing much repair.
Monday arvo the Dove Camper man said that it was worth repairing. I got Tires, windshield washer, points, plugs, tune up light.
Tuesday I ran it across the pits and I already knew that I would be knocked back as it wasn't ready yet. I got a 21 day extension and a warning that the ball joint was ready to go.
Thursday I just had a phone call to the Mechanic for the ball joint. Might be able to get one out of Japan in 6-8 weeks else none are available. The carburator is shot and we have had it rebuilt before $300. The engine is pissing oil $300 - $500. The Transmission is leaking too and rebuild is about $900. The brakes are shot and need complete everything $800. The LP needs to be certified and that is another $600. And at the end all that I would have is an old van.
Bugger it is depressing.
Well, my savings are still entact and I can go and buy a newer version from the Dove Camper man ha ha ha. Hmmm might be able to put the tires of the old onto the new one
Well, this is a short one.
blessing to all
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Well, I probably ought to have started writing the spin of life about a week ago. So much has happened in the last 8 days.
Monday Evening I got fired off of the evening shift at Industrial Galvainzers.
Tuesday I started day shift and had many many people welcoming me to the day shift including the General Manager
Wednesday evening I got a call from my ReadyWorkforce boss, Jon who asked about work at IG. Then he tells me that the GM has called and requested that I not return at all. Fired again ha ha ha.
I had put in for 4 days off to do the Conscious Living Expo here in Perth a month ago. The GM didn't like that.
The Expo was extremely low customer turn out. Sunday was OK and I paid for the booth.
Monday Jenny brings by the Camper Van that I have inheritied as it got tagged by the Police as needing much repair.
Monday arvo the Dove Camper man said that it was worth repairing. I got Tires, windshield washer, points, plugs, tune up light.
Tuesday I ran it across the pits and I already knew that I would be knocked back as it wasn't ready yet. I got a 21 day extension and a warning that the ball joint was ready to go.
Thursday I just had a phone call to the Mechanic for the ball joint. Might be able to get one out of Japan in 6-8 weeks else none are available. The carburator is shot and we have had it rebuilt before $300. The engine is pissing oil $300 - $500. The Transmission is leaking too and rebuild is about $900. The brakes are shot and need complete everything $800. The LP needs to be certified and that is another $600. And at the end all that I would have is an old van.
Bugger it is depressing.
Well, my savings are still entact and I can go and buy a newer version from the Dove Camper man ha ha ha. Hmmm might be able to put the tires of the old onto the new one
Well, this is a short one.
blessing to all
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Saturday, 27 October 2007
Feelin good
Hello Everyone,
Maybe, just maybe the tide is starting to turn. I have been working with a TCM Acupuncturist trained in China for 3 weeks. I went to him due to my continuing aches and pains since the broken fingers, the cold this winter, frustrations at work, life etc.
I told him that I knew in my heart that he could help me, however, he needed to tell me to come back until I was healthy. Not wait for me to leave for a month thinking that what he did for me didn't do any good. Well, after 3 weeks of once a week visits, I am starting to have some real changes happening. Friday back week I had taken 5 Panadeine 15 for one shift of work. I saw Dr. Lim on the following Saturday. that Monday I used only one for the shift and one to get to sleep. All week I only used a max of 2 per day.
Tuesday when I went to work I actually almost ran down the steps. Prior I had achingly stepped slowly from one to the next. I was amazed at the difference. I was even singing feeling really really lite and light.
Then late in the shift I allowed the radio controller for the Over Head Crane to slip from my fingers and go into the Hydrochloric Acid. Well, it floated. It died too. $3000 gone for the company. I was bereft.
Well, I didn't get fired. Wednesday though I was slower than on Tuesday. Thursday I felt powerful again. Friday is weird in that normally I leave home for work at about 12:45 and get home about 10:30 pm. Fridays I have to start at 11 and get off at 4:45. Then on Saturday I have to get up at 3:45 to get to work at 5 off at 11. So, to have any energy by Saturday noon is really something. I laid down for a nap and only slept for 30 minutes.
Then off to Fremantle to do some shopping and another appointment with Dr. Lim. Well, the Blood Pressure is up from 90/50 to 100/60 and like I said I am feeling pretty good. Oh, sure there are still plenty of aches and pains, but the energy is rising. Actually I am noticing old aches and pains that had been covered or masked by the more recent ones. I had a client coming over for a massage at 4 so had to hustle back to the car. Stopped in at the grocery and found my favorite Soy milk (Lush Chocolate) on sale for 1.99. bought 19 of them. And some new SAKATA rice crakers of whole meal without wheat still on sale (ends 4-11). quickly I head home.
As I am driving I am noticing that I feel really really great. That was when I started to wonder if the tide is finally turning on my life and my energy too.
And this is what else has been happening . . . I sent this to a friend and will repeat it here:
Well, the biggy right now is that I have figured out that I am an idealist. Probably sort of already knew that, just didn't admit to it. I believe that it is possible to set high standards of living my life and living in life and that others CAN do simple ethical, morally correct way of living and we can all work and live together happily. And be helping the environment at the same time. Here is an example.
At work we go through a lot of wire. Heavy wire big as pencil led in a wooden pencil. I mean we go through TONS of it per week. I don't mean tons as in just a lot. I mean tons as in 2-3 tons of steel wire every week. We have a special bin to place used wire, steel bands from loads and other steel tossed after a job. There are many wire bins around the property. Not many trash bins however. So, the lads though told weekly to not use the wire bins for trash have done so repeatedly to the point that the recycling company that used to pay us $90 / ton for wire has refused to take any more wire off of us due to the amount of trash that is in the bin.
Last weekend I spent 6 hours for an income of $198 to clean out the large storage bin used for wire. It was emptied this weekend to another recycler that will not pay us anything. This arvo I looked at the bin. It has been filled from all the small bins around the property. It is full I mean FULL of trash. Gloves, plastic shrink wrap, plastic strapping, cardboard boxes etc. What is wrong with these idiots?????
I could go on and on and on about the asinine behavior at work. WHY am I there? I wonder. OK OK I do have a few good reasons.
I am 2 weeks away from getting full time with a real company employment. I think that will give me immediate paid holidays, paid vacations, sick leave etc. Also, I have been accepted for a different position that will be clean, daytime, similar pay, nicer hours. 45 hours during the week with weekends and evenings free. It has been put off and put off and put off. Meanwhile I am continuing as the Pickler. I don't hate it. I am getting tired of it. And currently I am saving about $250 a week towards a goal of buying a camper van and living in it. Then I would have available over $500 a week toward the payments, upkeep, and creating more.
Do you remember my Moldavite? Lost it between forklift driving and taking this job. Remember the beautiful Labradorite? Lost it this week. Both of these stones cause major shifts in a persons life. Well life is settling down I must say.
SO, back to the now of writing this blog.
When I got home from the grocery I received a phone call from Patricia Hamilton owner/creator of Conscious Living Expo and Magazine. Whose show I will be at most of next week. http://woocomcampaigner.woocom.com.au/em/mail/view.php?id=387780462&k=bf7f319 Patricia advised me that she had shifted some space around at the show and gave me another booth so that now I have a 4 meter X 2 meter rather than the single that I was going to have this year.
Also, last evening my ex called wanting the phone number of the mechanic for her Camper van. Then she told me that after driving all the way around Australia and only 75 k from home the police pulled her over and inspected the van. Knocked it back as unsafe and she has to do major repairs to get in passed again all within two weeks. She is thinking it may have reached the end of its life. Hmmmmm I am thinking. If I could but it cheap from her, I could use the frig for the rig that I wish to create. And the stove and????? Then I started thinking that in reality I could fix it up perhaps and live in it this summer alone and save several thousand before winter hits again. So, I have sent off an email to her just in case of this possibility.
Therefore you now see the reason that I am wondering if the tide has turned. the thoughts came before Patricia called, so, we will see.
OH, and about 2 weeks ago while I was sleeping in one morning a lady called that I had taught SGH too 2 years ago requesing my address so that she could send me the balance of what she owed. YEHAH!!!! $265.
Best wishes to all
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Maybe, just maybe the tide is starting to turn. I have been working with a TCM Acupuncturist trained in China for 3 weeks. I went to him due to my continuing aches and pains since the broken fingers, the cold this winter, frustrations at work, life etc.
I told him that I knew in my heart that he could help me, however, he needed to tell me to come back until I was healthy. Not wait for me to leave for a month thinking that what he did for me didn't do any good. Well, after 3 weeks of once a week visits, I am starting to have some real changes happening. Friday back week I had taken 5 Panadeine 15 for one shift of work. I saw Dr. Lim on the following Saturday. that Monday I used only one for the shift and one to get to sleep. All week I only used a max of 2 per day.
Tuesday when I went to work I actually almost ran down the steps. Prior I had achingly stepped slowly from one to the next. I was amazed at the difference. I was even singing feeling really really lite and light.
Then late in the shift I allowed the radio controller for the Over Head Crane to slip from my fingers and go into the Hydrochloric Acid. Well, it floated. It died too. $3000 gone for the company. I was bereft.
Well, I didn't get fired. Wednesday though I was slower than on Tuesday. Thursday I felt powerful again. Friday is weird in that normally I leave home for work at about 12:45 and get home about 10:30 pm. Fridays I have to start at 11 and get off at 4:45. Then on Saturday I have to get up at 3:45 to get to work at 5 off at 11. So, to have any energy by Saturday noon is really something. I laid down for a nap and only slept for 30 minutes.
Then off to Fremantle to do some shopping and another appointment with Dr. Lim. Well, the Blood Pressure is up from 90/50 to 100/60 and like I said I am feeling pretty good. Oh, sure there are still plenty of aches and pains, but the energy is rising. Actually I am noticing old aches and pains that had been covered or masked by the more recent ones. I had a client coming over for a massage at 4 so had to hustle back to the car. Stopped in at the grocery and found my favorite Soy milk (Lush Chocolate) on sale for 1.99. bought 19 of them. And some new SAKATA rice crakers of whole meal without wheat still on sale (ends 4-11). quickly I head home.
As I am driving I am noticing that I feel really really great. That was when I started to wonder if the tide is finally turning on my life and my energy too.
And this is what else has been happening . . . I sent this to a friend and will repeat it here:
Well, the biggy right now is that I have figured out that I am an idealist. Probably sort of already knew that, just didn't admit to it. I believe that it is possible to set high standards of living my life and living in life and that others CAN do simple ethical, morally correct way of living and we can all work and live together happily. And be helping the environment at the same time. Here is an example.
At work we go through a lot of wire. Heavy wire big as pencil led in a wooden pencil. I mean we go through TONS of it per week. I don't mean tons as in just a lot. I mean tons as in 2-3 tons of steel wire every week. We have a special bin to place used wire, steel bands from loads and other steel tossed after a job. There are many wire bins around the property. Not many trash bins however. So, the lads though told weekly to not use the wire bins for trash have done so repeatedly to the point that the recycling company that used to pay us $90 / ton for wire has refused to take any more wire off of us due to the amount of trash that is in the bin.
Last weekend I spent 6 hours for an income of $198 to clean out the large storage bin used for wire. It was emptied this weekend to another recycler that will not pay us anything. This arvo I looked at the bin. It has been filled from all the small bins around the property. It is full I mean FULL of trash. Gloves, plastic shrink wrap, plastic strapping, cardboard boxes etc. What is wrong with these idiots?????
I could go on and on and on about the asinine behavior at work. WHY am I there? I wonder. OK OK I do have a few good reasons.
I am 2 weeks away from getting full time with a real company employment. I think that will give me immediate paid holidays, paid vacations, sick leave etc. Also, I have been accepted for a different position that will be clean, daytime, similar pay, nicer hours. 45 hours during the week with weekends and evenings free. It has been put off and put off and put off. Meanwhile I am continuing as the Pickler. I don't hate it. I am getting tired of it. And currently I am saving about $250 a week towards a goal of buying a camper van and living in it. Then I would have available over $500 a week toward the payments, upkeep, and creating more.
Do you remember my Moldavite? Lost it between forklift driving and taking this job. Remember the beautiful Labradorite? Lost it this week. Both of these stones cause major shifts in a persons life. Well life is settling down I must say.
SO, back to the now of writing this blog.
When I got home from the grocery I received a phone call from Patricia Hamilton owner/creator of Conscious Living Expo and Magazine. Whose show I will be at most of next week. http://woocomcampaigner.woocom.com.au/em/mail/view.php?id=387780462&k=bf7f319 Patricia advised me that she had shifted some space around at the show and gave me another booth so that now I have a 4 meter X 2 meter rather than the single that I was going to have this year.
Also, last evening my ex called wanting the phone number of the mechanic for her Camper van. Then she told me that after driving all the way around Australia and only 75 k from home the police pulled her over and inspected the van. Knocked it back as unsafe and she has to do major repairs to get in passed again all within two weeks. She is thinking it may have reached the end of its life. Hmmmmm I am thinking. If I could but it cheap from her, I could use the frig for the rig that I wish to create. And the stove and????? Then I started thinking that in reality I could fix it up perhaps and live in it this summer alone and save several thousand before winter hits again. So, I have sent off an email to her just in case of this possibility.
Therefore you now see the reason that I am wondering if the tide has turned. the thoughts came before Patricia called, so, we will see.
OH, and about 2 weeks ago while I was sleeping in one morning a lady called that I had taught SGH too 2 years ago requesing my address so that she could send me the balance of what she owed. YEHAH!!!! $265.
Best wishes to all
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Wednesday, 24 October 2007
Change is growth. What happens when the fuel runs out?
Hello everyone,
I feel that my whole life has been based in change. When Jen and I first got together, one of the reasons that we did so from her part was my willingness to change what ever I was to what ever I might be. Jen and my life together was nearly constant awareness of change. Traveling the US, Traveling to Honduras, coming back to the states selling everything that I owned and coming to Australia.
Then once here about 3 years ago I saw a stone pendant that I purchase. Labradorite. It caused change in a person and or the situations around that person. Then about 18 months ago I bought some Moldavite. This stone exponentiates change. The two working together is like change on steroids and rocket fuel together. Well, the last couple of years have been major change again for me. Separation from Jen. Healing business slowing down down down. Fell through the roof at the last place and damaged my left wrist. 1 Feb this year off the bike and broke two fingers. Gone to work as a laborer and much more.
As I left the previous work place where I drove the forklift, I lost the Moldavite. I had had messages from Spirit to quit wearing it. I didn't listen. I lost it and understood.
Some time since Sunday past I have lost the Labradorite too. Again, I had messages from Spirit to stop wearing it, again I didn't listen.
So, now I am sitting in realization that these two stones that exponentiate change are gone. On the one hand I am devastated. On the other I can say that they were beautiful to wear and enjoyable to partake of while I was in their presence. Now they are gone and on with life. My assumption at this point is that I am sort of like a rocket that has run out of fuel. Exponentiated Change has stopped. Now I am gliding on empty. At some point in time I will normalze to what ever would be a balanced level of change for me.
I am open to that too.
Wait and see.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
I feel that my whole life has been based in change. When Jen and I first got together, one of the reasons that we did so from her part was my willingness to change what ever I was to what ever I might be. Jen and my life together was nearly constant awareness of change. Traveling the US, Traveling to Honduras, coming back to the states selling everything that I owned and coming to Australia.
Then once here about 3 years ago I saw a stone pendant that I purchase. Labradorite. It caused change in a person and or the situations around that person. Then about 18 months ago I bought some Moldavite. This stone exponentiates change. The two working together is like change on steroids and rocket fuel together. Well, the last couple of years have been major change again for me. Separation from Jen. Healing business slowing down down down. Fell through the roof at the last place and damaged my left wrist. 1 Feb this year off the bike and broke two fingers. Gone to work as a laborer and much more.
As I left the previous work place where I drove the forklift, I lost the Moldavite. I had had messages from Spirit to quit wearing it. I didn't listen. I lost it and understood.
Some time since Sunday past I have lost the Labradorite too. Again, I had messages from Spirit to stop wearing it, again I didn't listen.
So, now I am sitting in realization that these two stones that exponentiate change are gone. On the one hand I am devastated. On the other I can say that they were beautiful to wear and enjoyable to partake of while I was in their presence. Now they are gone and on with life. My assumption at this point is that I am sort of like a rocket that has run out of fuel. Exponentiated Change has stopped. Now I am gliding on empty. At some point in time I will normalze to what ever would be a balanced level of change for me.
I am open to that too.
Wait and see.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Saturday, 6 October 2007
its about time
Hmmm, interesting thought as I wrote that header for this blog. I meant that it is about time that I got in gear and wrote another blog. Then again it is about time as I have just had a birthday too, ha ha ha.
Hello everyone, Hope that all of you are having a really awesome time where ever you may be.
Well, the lead up to my birthday was tremendous. I was so excited as it was to be a big one. One of those decade things. Can any of you that really have known me for a while imagine me, my beingness being 60. What an awesome number. So many years and years of living. All the places that I have been, the massages that I have done, the friends that I have met. When I had my last major accident near Atlanta and had the broken leg, if anyone would have said that I was to move to Australia I probably would have died laughing.
For this birthday I took the day off of work (-165.60), went to the Buddhist Monastery, with two friends, at Serpentine to give Dana (food and other offerings) to the monks (aprox 200). Enroute to the Monastery, I received a phone call and a very dear friend Siobhan called and sang me happy birthday WOW. I had been stockpiling food and things to take for about a month. I baked 6 pumpkin pies ($30) for my birthday. Two for work, Two for the monastery, One for my singing class, 1/2 made it to my good friend and incredible support person Gavin. I ate the other half ha ha ha. I didn't stay to hear happy birthday sung to me as I needed to get to work. Later that day I sent off the application for my divorce from Jenny ($405). Then that evening went to see the Cirque Du Soleil Veraki ($106.95) Again two friends opted to go to the Cirque with me. Two of us were sitting about 10 rows back right in the middle of the stage with an aisle leading up to us. The other had bought tickets later and was one row back and to the left. It was like the most perfect position for all of us for the whole show. it was an expensive day and well worth it. I mean how many times does anyone turn 60 in a life time? ha ha ha.
I had had other hopes and goals that just didn't manifest so this was the best that I could do. My sister turns 60 next year. . . . hmmmm maybe a visit is in order. Don't hold your breathe though.
An assessment is due. My weight on my birthday was 72 kilos. I am still standing the height that I was when I finally stopped growing at mid 20's of 6'5" (194.5 I think). I ride my bike on its trainer stand every morning for 30 minutes and stretch for another 30. I can bend at the waist and put my fists on the floor between my feet. I can still twist around and put my big toe of either foot against my forehead. That has slipped a bit as I used to able to chew on my toes till I was in my late forties.
In my run up to being 60 I have had a fair few accidents. I had a horse when i was a child. Purchased when I was 6 and he was 6. I lost count of being thrown off of him after 30 times. That is a lot of bruising. And that doesn't count the times that I almost got thrown or stomped or kicked, or bitten. I can see my sister reading this and smiling remembering old Charlie. She probably got tossed a few times too. He was a mean old fiesty fart, but did live to being 30 years old. Then there have been a few bicycle crashes. And the trees that fell on me when i was about 35, and the car that hit me in '97, and probably a few other incidents best forgotten, ohhh like falling out of the hay mow at a friends home, and off the top of the hay wagon, and out of a few trees, and a few punchups. Well, heck life is meant to be lived right? However, they don't tell the young ones that all those aches and pains come home to roost 30 - 40 -50 years later, OUCH.
So, yes as I have turned 60 there are a few aches and pains. Now a big part of the recipent list of this blog are my students of Spiritually Guided Healing. Well, guys and gals let me tell you. 1) the healing that you all sent when I got that lung crud this past winter was almost unbelievable even to me. I litterally could feel my bodies cells and energy changing minute by minute as all of you came on line to help out. I went from unable to move to thinking I could run a marathon in about 4 hours. Thank You Thank You Thank You.
As most of you know the last "accident" was my falling off the bicycle and breaking two fingers of my right hand. Well that is still a problem. I am typing this with both hands so that is a vast improvment. I work using my hands and there is some dexterity. However, when I wake in the morning my hand is a stiff claw. As I am riding my trainer I work it vigorously and get it all going for the day. An hour later when I move my hand it feels like every joint is filled with acid crystals. I am getting used to it. I seldome need pain medicine for it.
However, when at work I need my hand much more vigorously then simple typing. I have this **&^&%^%$$# control for the Over head Crane that take much button pressing to keep working. Seems that the wet environment is not conducive to a happy control. Sometimes I have to press the on switch 5-10 times then the "both" control switch 5-10 times then one of the single switches 5-10 times before checking to see if the thing will raise. If it does that is great. it usually doesn't and I have to go through the whole process again, and again, and again, and again and well you get the point. Sometimes I do this 10-15 times before it will work. Then it is good for one command and I have to do the whole thing again. This absolutely KILLS my hand. For this I take pain medication, and Salmon Oil, and Full Motion (GNLD), and Green Lip Mussle Extract, and and and it is quite the mouth full. And I get healing, and massages. It is slow to heal.
OK, finally 2) I have already mentioned that lifes falls and pit falls accumulate. Yeah that they do. My sister mailed me the PERFECT birthday card. Shows a dorky kid in front of a scary looking house. He says, "Getting older is like living in a haunted house." Before I opened it I already had an answer, "yeah, you never know what or where some weird unexplained pain is going to jump out of your body at you" Inside it said, "lots of noises and smells you just can't explain." Noises, yep got those. Well, I can't smell so don't know about them yet. no one is complaining, hmm there isn't anyone around to complain either ha ha ha
So, what I have unwillingly accepted is that at any awakening prior to starting the day, there is no guarantee of the amount of energy that I will actually have at the time that it is needed. And/or what amount of pain medicine I will need to take to accomplish any event that I still choose to do. Believe me, if you take a couple of Panadeine 15 prior to a bike ride you (or I) will fly, YEHAH. That and cup of coffee, wow I am young again, he he he. Then it take me a couple of days recovery. That is the pisser the recovery time. I can still keep up with the young ones at work, but, they are ready to do it all again the next day. me, I want a day off ha ha ha.
Also, I no longer help people move. I show up after the move with the meal. That is just as much appreciated believe me. I don't do hard labour either. I don't work fast, I work steady. I walk slower and enjoy the trip more. though I can move fast if I need too, however I feel stiff when I have to run. that was what bicycles were invented for.
Well, enough of my stuff. Hope to hear from some of you. I always love your letters and feedback. Some of you statesideres that get this email that know "the ol' man" remind him that he is younger than me, he he.
Come to think of it, the ol' man ought to write a book. This guy was by his own words to me many years ago, smoking 3-4 packs of cigaretts a day and a couch potatoe. The movie, "Breaking Away" comes out, he loves it, get a bicycle and wins the nationals like a year later. Proceeds to kick ass all up and down the East Coast of the states for YEARS. I always loved it when he raced as it was always a good show. Go David GO!!!!
Peace to all of you
gene
may you all be well and happy
Hello everyone, Hope that all of you are having a really awesome time where ever you may be.
Well, the lead up to my birthday was tremendous. I was so excited as it was to be a big one. One of those decade things. Can any of you that really have known me for a while imagine me, my beingness being 60. What an awesome number. So many years and years of living. All the places that I have been, the massages that I have done, the friends that I have met. When I had my last major accident near Atlanta and had the broken leg, if anyone would have said that I was to move to Australia I probably would have died laughing.
For this birthday I took the day off of work (-165.60), went to the Buddhist Monastery, with two friends, at Serpentine to give Dana (food and other offerings) to the monks (aprox 200). Enroute to the Monastery, I received a phone call and a very dear friend Siobhan called and sang me happy birthday WOW. I had been stockpiling food and things to take for about a month. I baked 6 pumpkin pies ($30) for my birthday. Two for work, Two for the monastery, One for my singing class, 1/2 made it to my good friend and incredible support person Gavin. I ate the other half ha ha ha. I didn't stay to hear happy birthday sung to me as I needed to get to work. Later that day I sent off the application for my divorce from Jenny ($405). Then that evening went to see the Cirque Du Soleil Veraki ($106.95) Again two friends opted to go to the Cirque with me. Two of us were sitting about 10 rows back right in the middle of the stage with an aisle leading up to us. The other had bought tickets later and was one row back and to the left. It was like the most perfect position for all of us for the whole show. it was an expensive day and well worth it. I mean how many times does anyone turn 60 in a life time? ha ha ha.
I had had other hopes and goals that just didn't manifest so this was the best that I could do. My sister turns 60 next year. . . . hmmmm maybe a visit is in order. Don't hold your breathe though.
An assessment is due. My weight on my birthday was 72 kilos. I am still standing the height that I was when I finally stopped growing at mid 20's of 6'5" (194.5 I think). I ride my bike on its trainer stand every morning for 30 minutes and stretch for another 30. I can bend at the waist and put my fists on the floor between my feet. I can still twist around and put my big toe of either foot against my forehead. That has slipped a bit as I used to able to chew on my toes till I was in my late forties.
In my run up to being 60 I have had a fair few accidents. I had a horse when i was a child. Purchased when I was 6 and he was 6. I lost count of being thrown off of him after 30 times. That is a lot of bruising. And that doesn't count the times that I almost got thrown or stomped or kicked, or bitten. I can see my sister reading this and smiling remembering old Charlie. She probably got tossed a few times too. He was a mean old fiesty fart, but did live to being 30 years old. Then there have been a few bicycle crashes. And the trees that fell on me when i was about 35, and the car that hit me in '97, and probably a few other incidents best forgotten, ohhh like falling out of the hay mow at a friends home, and off the top of the hay wagon, and out of a few trees, and a few punchups. Well, heck life is meant to be lived right? However, they don't tell the young ones that all those aches and pains come home to roost 30 - 40 -50 years later, OUCH.
So, yes as I have turned 60 there are a few aches and pains. Now a big part of the recipent list of this blog are my students of Spiritually Guided Healing. Well, guys and gals let me tell you. 1) the healing that you all sent when I got that lung crud this past winter was almost unbelievable even to me. I litterally could feel my bodies cells and energy changing minute by minute as all of you came on line to help out. I went from unable to move to thinking I could run a marathon in about 4 hours. Thank You Thank You Thank You.
As most of you know the last "accident" was my falling off the bicycle and breaking two fingers of my right hand. Well that is still a problem. I am typing this with both hands so that is a vast improvment. I work using my hands and there is some dexterity. However, when I wake in the morning my hand is a stiff claw. As I am riding my trainer I work it vigorously and get it all going for the day. An hour later when I move my hand it feels like every joint is filled with acid crystals. I am getting used to it. I seldome need pain medicine for it.
However, when at work I need my hand much more vigorously then simple typing. I have this **&^&%^%$$# control for the Over head Crane that take much button pressing to keep working. Seems that the wet environment is not conducive to a happy control. Sometimes I have to press the on switch 5-10 times then the "both" control switch 5-10 times then one of the single switches 5-10 times before checking to see if the thing will raise. If it does that is great. it usually doesn't and I have to go through the whole process again, and again, and again, and again and well you get the point. Sometimes I do this 10-15 times before it will work. Then it is good for one command and I have to do the whole thing again. This absolutely KILLS my hand. For this I take pain medication, and Salmon Oil, and Full Motion (GNLD), and Green Lip Mussle Extract, and and and it is quite the mouth full. And I get healing, and massages. It is slow to heal.
OK, finally 2) I have already mentioned that lifes falls and pit falls accumulate. Yeah that they do. My sister mailed me the PERFECT birthday card. Shows a dorky kid in front of a scary looking house. He says, "Getting older is like living in a haunted house." Before I opened it I already had an answer, "yeah, you never know what or where some weird unexplained pain is going to jump out of your body at you" Inside it said, "lots of noises and smells you just can't explain." Noises, yep got those. Well, I can't smell so don't know about them yet. no one is complaining, hmm there isn't anyone around to complain either ha ha ha
So, what I have unwillingly accepted is that at any awakening prior to starting the day, there is no guarantee of the amount of energy that I will actually have at the time that it is needed. And/or what amount of pain medicine I will need to take to accomplish any event that I still choose to do. Believe me, if you take a couple of Panadeine 15 prior to a bike ride you (or I) will fly, YEHAH. That and cup of coffee, wow I am young again, he he he. Then it take me a couple of days recovery. That is the pisser the recovery time. I can still keep up with the young ones at work, but, they are ready to do it all again the next day. me, I want a day off ha ha ha.
Also, I no longer help people move. I show up after the move with the meal. That is just as much appreciated believe me. I don't do hard labour either. I don't work fast, I work steady. I walk slower and enjoy the trip more. though I can move fast if I need too, however I feel stiff when I have to run. that was what bicycles were invented for.
Well, enough of my stuff. Hope to hear from some of you. I always love your letters and feedback. Some of you statesideres that get this email that know "the ol' man" remind him that he is younger than me, he he.
Come to think of it, the ol' man ought to write a book. This guy was by his own words to me many years ago, smoking 3-4 packs of cigaretts a day and a couch potatoe. The movie, "Breaking Away" comes out, he loves it, get a bicycle and wins the nationals like a year later. Proceeds to kick ass all up and down the East Coast of the states for YEARS. I always loved it when he raced as it was always a good show. Go David GO!!!!
Peace to all of you
gene
may you all be well and happy
Sunday, 16 September 2007
Life changes and a dream
hello everyone,
I have not been here for quite a while. I have my reasons. 1) I don't know if anyone is taking the time to read it as I have not heard from anyone, so why bother 2) I have been really busy 3) Twice now it has just diseapeared 4)It just feels like I am writing to empty space rather than too anyone 5) look at 3
I have had contact with a couple of friends that were confused by the fact that they thought that I was driving a forklift only to learn that I was controlling an over head crane.
The forklift job ended. I am now working for Industrial Galvanizers Corp at the Perth division. This is also a huge company from all over the world.
The first day I was pulling "bolts" from a stack and placing them into a rack that would hold them separately called a 'Pigeon Hole'. If you were to drill a hole to hang a picture, then plug in that little plastic bit prior to the screw, the part that is plastic these guys call the "bolt". Why I don't know. They are 2.4 meters long and weigh 2.5 kilos each. There are 150 to a stack and a normal night has at least 10 stacks to be galvanized. What they are used for is in the mining industry. A hole is drilled in the ceiling at least 2.4 meters deep. Then these "bolts" are driving into place and a "jap rod" is screwed into place.
After our lunch break I was asked by the boss to help him. I followed him on the forklift over to the "jigging" area. Here we work on a steel frame work that is suspended just over 2 meters up on steel frames. We use wire that is about the size of a pencil lead and wire off pieces of steel to it. Now these pieces can be 2" X 2" (the smallest I have seen" up to things that are well over 6 meters in length and only 1 or 2 are hung from the frame.
After the first night ( I am working second shift) I was exhausted. I walked into the hire agency that I work through the next morning and told Jon the hire man that I could not do this work as it was just tooooooo hard for me.
Well, as you may remember at the last job I was driving a forklift for 7.5 hours of an 8 hour shift. At this new one I drove for about 15 minutes the first day.
I asked him to find me something where as a forklift driver the worker was the forklift!!!! I also said that I would work out the week.
At the bell to start work I asked my boss, Rob, if I was to go back to the bolts. No, he said, I was going to be put on the tanks. Hmmmm, I thought do I really want to do this work? Is it beneficial for me to do this work? I quickly checked in with Spirit and was told firmly YES! ok, I will surrender to it.
In Galvanizing it is necessary to remove all the oil, rust and dirt prior to the actual galvanizing. That steel jig that I had worked with the night before is brought around to the end of a row of tanks. There it is picked off of the forklift by an over head crane and taken through the series prior to being dipped in the hot Zinc.
I was shown the system by Bill the leading hand. The crane is operated by a remote control that is wireless. It goes in three directions, East/West, North/South and up/down. It can actually do all 3 at once. So, the crane hooks are lowered to the jig and somehow manipulated into the hook openings. This can be a challenge as the hook openings can be 3 + meters in the air. Bill was quite adept and could use the control to position the hook into the eye. I just have hardly ever been successful at this method. I use a long iron "stick" to guide the hook once I get it close to the eye, and up switch it into place. Then the crane drags the jig off of the forks of the forklift and positions the jib above the tank of Caustic Soda. It is lowered into this tank and left to cook for a while. Meanwhile I am off with the crane to pull another jig and check to see if it is ready to come out of the Hydrochloric Acid. If it is I pick it up and move it to the tank of mostly water to rinse it off. I say mostly water because after enough jigs that have been in Hydrochloric Acid have been dipped to rinse this water is rather potent too. Also, the pigeon holes of bolts get washed in this water, so it is a mix of hydrochloric acid, caustic soda and water, yehah!!!
There is one tank of the caustic soda, one tank of stripper that is hydrochloric acid at a 5% solution, one long tank that can take two jigs or stuff that is VERY long, and one double wide tank that takes two jigs side by side, or very wide stuff. It also has at one end about 1/2 a length of a jig that can be used for other stuff that jigs. The long tank and wide tank are using 9% solution hydrochloric acid.
Once a jig is removed from the water I put it into the "flux" tank. From there it is the transfer crane operator's job to move it to the point where the dipper crane can get access to it.
Now since this is a process, I do not have much time to ever sit idle. As mentioned before there are those 10 jigs of bolts coming through on a shift as well as everything else. OH, the caustic soda tank can hold a jig and 2 pigeon hole jigs at the same time. With this job it is constant sorting out which jig was in first, is is ready, how soon can it be passed on down the line, get the next one out of the CS into the HA, unless it is the bolts which go through the stripper tank (it can hold 5 of these jigs), then into the belly of the wide tank (2 wide of pigeons). Our best night so far we did 41 dips or 41 jigs through the process. And that doesn't count that we fill up all the tanks before we leave for the night.
I LOVE IT. at the second break of the second day, Bill walks up to me and says, "I have never had anyone pick this up this fast." The next day the yard supervisor asked me where Bill was? I told him he was over there somewhere. He then asked, "are you running this part of the operation by yourself?" yes I told him. WOW, he said, you must be smart. he he he, I forgot to immediately ask for a raise.
2 weeks after this, I sat in an interview to become a dispatch officer in charge of all the galvanized material that would be shipped out of this plant. This position won't start until mid October at this writing. I am excited about this change. The OHC position sounds easy and in many ways it is. However, it is still quite difficult. The 'STUFF' that I mentioned is odd shaped sometimes very heavy steel that needs to be run through the system. I actually love this part best. It is my responsibility to get this stuff picked up safely and into the tank properly. To do this I use the chains that are stored on a chain rack. The lightest of these chains is larger than your little finger. The largest is larger than a big mans thumb joint. The largest that I use is a standard man's thumb joint. I am guessing that it weighs near 35 kilo (80 90 pounds) I have to lift it off the rack, drag it to the stuff, wrap it properly, lift the eye onto and off of the hooks. I am building muscles I can tell you that.
The other part of the job that is difficult is that it is night shift. I get off at 10PM. I often don't get into bed until 12 or sometimes later. I have learned that I cannot always do what I had hoped that I could do the next day. I am exhausted by the end of the week. The Friday shift starts at 11 and off at 4:30 without a lunch break. Australian standard is a 38 hour week. Thuraday night to Friday Morning is to Quick. Then there is the opportunity to work on Saturday for 6 hours starting at SIX AM. Thursday night I get to bed very early. Friday I am usually in bed by 7. And I get to bed as soon as I get home on Saturday. Saturday arvo and Sunday is used to catch up on sleep and I am ready to go back to work on Monday.
So, that is what is happening in my work world.
Dream world:
Friday night I had this dream:
I was in a subterrain area like under buildings, or in the basements of huge skyscraper buildings. Somehow I knew this. all of a sudden I was grabbed by Spirit Beings by my arms and forceably taken along. I tugged at them and knew that I could not free myself if I wanted to and I did not want too. I was completely happy being taken along through all of these subterrain areas. This went on for a while and I was thinking "COOL" being shown all these foundations of all of these buildings and that I was completely safe with Sprit taking me along. Then I was popped into the lobby of a very VERY swank hotel. Like the millionaires lobby of somewhere. I just knew that this was rags to riches time. Yet, I didn't know where I was, when I was or anything. I saw a group of what I assumed to be workers of the hotel having a smoko in an off side of this Lobby. I approached them with my hands in prayer position and told them, "I have been traveling a lot lately (Spirit taking me along) and when I do this "A LOT" I tend to forget where I am, ahhhh could you tell me where I am?" One of them popped up with the answer, "Perth Western Australia". Thanks you I said. However, wow I thought Spirit didn't take me very far. Next I asked them another question that I cannot now rememver what it was. One fellow started to answer me, but, I could not understand him. Another fellow over road him and started talking at the same time. I asked the second one to please butt out and please allow the first fellow to answer me. The first one got shy yet, I was patient. Meanwhile another one of them reached out and touched me on my left arm and asked, "Is your name Gene?" I said yes it was. He said, "Ah, please come with me I have a message for you . . . " I woke up ha ha ha
My interpretation is this:
Well, one of them is this. I have in life been working hard to get along. Spirit is with me. They are guiding me forceably along through some more of what is coming and will pop me out of it quickly and smoothly into a happier way of being here in Perth WA. So, it is for me to stay comfortable with who I am and Spirit is with me.
Also, I know from what my guids have been telling me that as I probably mentioned in my other blogs been eddied out for a while. In that time since returning from my over East trip, I have grown even more comfortable with who I am. I just before writing this returned from the 2007 EarthDance here in WA. I did the healing thing there. I did it for donations. I never even saw the money. I had fun. The entire time I just relaxed into having FUN. Doing the healing and letting what ever came up come up. I am making enough money at my night job that I didn't have to make any money so I could just relax into these two days.
I had just sprouted an exploded zit on my upper lip. Normally my vanity would have been weirded out by this. I didn't care. I am not looking for a female partner, I was not caring if I made any money, I just chilled out and allowed the weekend to be what ever it became.
It is a very good feeling just being me. Not attempting to be a "Healer" or a "man" or a "humanoid" or "Pleadian" or a "anything", just allowing what ever it is that I am to just be.
So, hoping that this letter finds some of you. And may you all at some point in your life be happy with who you are.
Love
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
I have not been here for quite a while. I have my reasons. 1) I don't know if anyone is taking the time to read it as I have not heard from anyone, so why bother 2) I have been really busy 3) Twice now it has just diseapeared 4)It just feels like I am writing to empty space rather than too anyone 5) look at 3
I have had contact with a couple of friends that were confused by the fact that they thought that I was driving a forklift only to learn that I was controlling an over head crane.
The forklift job ended. I am now working for Industrial Galvanizers Corp at the Perth division. This is also a huge company from all over the world.
The first day I was pulling "bolts" from a stack and placing them into a rack that would hold them separately called a 'Pigeon Hole'. If you were to drill a hole to hang a picture, then plug in that little plastic bit prior to the screw, the part that is plastic these guys call the "bolt". Why I don't know. They are 2.4 meters long and weigh 2.5 kilos each. There are 150 to a stack and a normal night has at least 10 stacks to be galvanized. What they are used for is in the mining industry. A hole is drilled in the ceiling at least 2.4 meters deep. Then these "bolts" are driving into place and a "jap rod" is screwed into place.
After our lunch break I was asked by the boss to help him. I followed him on the forklift over to the "jigging" area. Here we work on a steel frame work that is suspended just over 2 meters up on steel frames. We use wire that is about the size of a pencil lead and wire off pieces of steel to it. Now these pieces can be 2" X 2" (the smallest I have seen" up to things that are well over 6 meters in length and only 1 or 2 are hung from the frame.
After the first night ( I am working second shift) I was exhausted. I walked into the hire agency that I work through the next morning and told Jon the hire man that I could not do this work as it was just tooooooo hard for me.
Well, as you may remember at the last job I was driving a forklift for 7.5 hours of an 8 hour shift. At this new one I drove for about 15 minutes the first day.
I asked him to find me something where as a forklift driver the worker was the forklift!!!! I also said that I would work out the week.
At the bell to start work I asked my boss, Rob, if I was to go back to the bolts. No, he said, I was going to be put on the tanks. Hmmmm, I thought do I really want to do this work? Is it beneficial for me to do this work? I quickly checked in with Spirit and was told firmly YES! ok, I will surrender to it.
In Galvanizing it is necessary to remove all the oil, rust and dirt prior to the actual galvanizing. That steel jig that I had worked with the night before is brought around to the end of a row of tanks. There it is picked off of the forklift by an over head crane and taken through the series prior to being dipped in the hot Zinc.
I was shown the system by Bill the leading hand. The crane is operated by a remote control that is wireless. It goes in three directions, East/West, North/South and up/down. It can actually do all 3 at once. So, the crane hooks are lowered to the jig and somehow manipulated into the hook openings. This can be a challenge as the hook openings can be 3 + meters in the air. Bill was quite adept and could use the control to position the hook into the eye. I just have hardly ever been successful at this method. I use a long iron "stick" to guide the hook once I get it close to the eye, and up switch it into place. Then the crane drags the jig off of the forks of the forklift and positions the jib above the tank of Caustic Soda. It is lowered into this tank and left to cook for a while. Meanwhile I am off with the crane to pull another jig and check to see if it is ready to come out of the Hydrochloric Acid. If it is I pick it up and move it to the tank of mostly water to rinse it off. I say mostly water because after enough jigs that have been in Hydrochloric Acid have been dipped to rinse this water is rather potent too. Also, the pigeon holes of bolts get washed in this water, so it is a mix of hydrochloric acid, caustic soda and water, yehah!!!
There is one tank of the caustic soda, one tank of stripper that is hydrochloric acid at a 5% solution, one long tank that can take two jigs or stuff that is VERY long, and one double wide tank that takes two jigs side by side, or very wide stuff. It also has at one end about 1/2 a length of a jig that can be used for other stuff that jigs. The long tank and wide tank are using 9% solution hydrochloric acid.
Once a jig is removed from the water I put it into the "flux" tank. From there it is the transfer crane operator's job to move it to the point where the dipper crane can get access to it.
Now since this is a process, I do not have much time to ever sit idle. As mentioned before there are those 10 jigs of bolts coming through on a shift as well as everything else. OH, the caustic soda tank can hold a jig and 2 pigeon hole jigs at the same time. With this job it is constant sorting out which jig was in first, is is ready, how soon can it be passed on down the line, get the next one out of the CS into the HA, unless it is the bolts which go through the stripper tank (it can hold 5 of these jigs), then into the belly of the wide tank (2 wide of pigeons). Our best night so far we did 41 dips or 41 jigs through the process. And that doesn't count that we fill up all the tanks before we leave for the night.
I LOVE IT. at the second break of the second day, Bill walks up to me and says, "I have never had anyone pick this up this fast." The next day the yard supervisor asked me where Bill was? I told him he was over there somewhere. He then asked, "are you running this part of the operation by yourself?" yes I told him. WOW, he said, you must be smart. he he he, I forgot to immediately ask for a raise.
2 weeks after this, I sat in an interview to become a dispatch officer in charge of all the galvanized material that would be shipped out of this plant. This position won't start until mid October at this writing. I am excited about this change. The OHC position sounds easy and in many ways it is. However, it is still quite difficult. The 'STUFF' that I mentioned is odd shaped sometimes very heavy steel that needs to be run through the system. I actually love this part best. It is my responsibility to get this stuff picked up safely and into the tank properly. To do this I use the chains that are stored on a chain rack. The lightest of these chains is larger than your little finger. The largest is larger than a big mans thumb joint. The largest that I use is a standard man's thumb joint. I am guessing that it weighs near 35 kilo (80 90 pounds) I have to lift it off the rack, drag it to the stuff, wrap it properly, lift the eye onto and off of the hooks. I am building muscles I can tell you that.
The other part of the job that is difficult is that it is night shift. I get off at 10PM. I often don't get into bed until 12 or sometimes later. I have learned that I cannot always do what I had hoped that I could do the next day. I am exhausted by the end of the week. The Friday shift starts at 11 and off at 4:30 without a lunch break. Australian standard is a 38 hour week. Thuraday night to Friday Morning is to Quick. Then there is the opportunity to work on Saturday for 6 hours starting at SIX AM. Thursday night I get to bed very early. Friday I am usually in bed by 7. And I get to bed as soon as I get home on Saturday. Saturday arvo and Sunday is used to catch up on sleep and I am ready to go back to work on Monday.
So, that is what is happening in my work world.
Dream world:
Friday night I had this dream:
I was in a subterrain area like under buildings, or in the basements of huge skyscraper buildings. Somehow I knew this. all of a sudden I was grabbed by Spirit Beings by my arms and forceably taken along. I tugged at them and knew that I could not free myself if I wanted to and I did not want too. I was completely happy being taken along through all of these subterrain areas. This went on for a while and I was thinking "COOL" being shown all these foundations of all of these buildings and that I was completely safe with Sprit taking me along. Then I was popped into the lobby of a very VERY swank hotel. Like the millionaires lobby of somewhere. I just knew that this was rags to riches time. Yet, I didn't know where I was, when I was or anything. I saw a group of what I assumed to be workers of the hotel having a smoko in an off side of this Lobby. I approached them with my hands in prayer position and told them, "I have been traveling a lot lately (Spirit taking me along) and when I do this "A LOT" I tend to forget where I am, ahhhh could you tell me where I am?" One of them popped up with the answer, "Perth Western Australia". Thanks you I said. However, wow I thought Spirit didn't take me very far. Next I asked them another question that I cannot now rememver what it was. One fellow started to answer me, but, I could not understand him. Another fellow over road him and started talking at the same time. I asked the second one to please butt out and please allow the first fellow to answer me. The first one got shy yet, I was patient. Meanwhile another one of them reached out and touched me on my left arm and asked, "Is your name Gene?" I said yes it was. He said, "Ah, please come with me I have a message for you . . . " I woke up ha ha ha
My interpretation is this:
Well, one of them is this. I have in life been working hard to get along. Spirit is with me. They are guiding me forceably along through some more of what is coming and will pop me out of it quickly and smoothly into a happier way of being here in Perth WA. So, it is for me to stay comfortable with who I am and Spirit is with me.
Also, I know from what my guids have been telling me that as I probably mentioned in my other blogs been eddied out for a while. In that time since returning from my over East trip, I have grown even more comfortable with who I am. I just before writing this returned from the 2007 EarthDance here in WA. I did the healing thing there. I did it for donations. I never even saw the money. I had fun. The entire time I just relaxed into having FUN. Doing the healing and letting what ever came up come up. I am making enough money at my night job that I didn't have to make any money so I could just relax into these two days.
I had just sprouted an exploded zit on my upper lip. Normally my vanity would have been weirded out by this. I didn't care. I am not looking for a female partner, I was not caring if I made any money, I just chilled out and allowed the weekend to be what ever it became.
It is a very good feeling just being me. Not attempting to be a "Healer" or a "man" or a "humanoid" or "Pleadian" or a "anything", just allowing what ever it is that I am to just be.
So, hoping that this letter finds some of you. And may you all at some point in your life be happy with who you are.
Love
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Thursday, 19 July 2007
World Peace Meditation
Hello Everyone,
this past Tuesday, 17 July there was a set time of 7:11 here in Perth WA to sit and meditate for Peace. I started thinking about Peace, the World, and History as I remember it. The history of all peoples as far back as I can remember of what I have read in all countries, in all times has been one of some sort of mayhem, anger, greed, war, torment, and hatred. I cannot remember any group of peoples in any land that didn't in some way have some form of this. I have lightly heard that the Pagan's didn't have war tools, but have no proof in any of my firm memories.
So, what I was thinking all day Tuesday as I was contemplating sitting in meditation for world peace is that the nature of man is not that of peace. Natural order is one of Anger, Hatred, Greed, Theft, Torment and many other words to describe pain and suffering. Yet, in all peoples that I have thought about there are always a few that choose to not go this route. They choose the path of peace. Most in the past become the Spiritual people of any group.
There bugaboo is to not get so powerful from their meditations that they mis-use their power and/or mis-interpret power for ego.
That is not the direction of this blog.
What I realized is that for world peace to ever take a real stand, people as a whole need to know why being peaceful is a better alternative to being what comes natural. Those that desire peace need to show those that don't understand peace the splendors of being peaceful. Sleeping well at night, enjoying all moments of every day, no anger, no upsettedness, being happy just being, not needing to be better than anyone or anything, being happy with what I have rather than seeking more. Realizing the delusion of greed, that having more doesn't make me happier, it just makes me fear the loss more.
Currently Perth is going through a lot of torment in the schools by bullies. Really hard core adult level torture of fellow students level of bullying. Is it possible to show a bully the advantages of not bullying? Beating them wouldn't do any good, they would just want to get even. Where does the bullying start? Where does peace start? Always for both situations in education. The bullying starts in the home. Parents bully their kids all the time. I see it all the time when a parent stands over a child and demands them to do what they say to do this instant or else . . . . is bullying. I am bigger than you I am smarter than you, I am your parent, I know better, you are U&*() you lose!
So, the education needs to start with the parents. Why do parents bully? Most people explode when they are tired, or have been drinking alcohol, are scared of something, It is easier to explode to/at the little people around.
OK, so, We are not likely to stop the consumption of alcohol. Been there done that it never works. WE could encourage the population to go to bed a bit earlier and get more sleep. Yet they all fight to stay awake to watch some dumb movie about people being bullies to some other group of people. Well, WE are not going to be able to change the quality of the TV shows either. That to has been talked about for years unsuccessfully.
I am working now as a forklift driver. It affords me less free time. Yet it affords me more value for the time that I do have. I take a huge share of my time for personal satisfaction - Sleep, Stretching, Exercise, Massage and other forms of healing, the occasional coffee and movie, a rare meal out. In the midst of that also there is time found for meditation. I go to work in the mornings, my newest routine is to get in - change clothes, go to the office, make a pot of coffee and then take the time to stretch and meditate for a few minutes before drinking the cuppa.
So, all I have surmised here is that I walk the path of peace as a choice of my lifestyle. I observe most others for the most part not even realizing that there is a choice stumbling through life becoming the bully for others around them. The kids see the bullying and do what their parents do and the circle goes on.
The Buddha said the trouble of all people is Greed hatred and delusion. Delusion is interpreted as ignorance. Ignorance is not knowing that there is choices to be made.
Will there ever be world peace? I don't know. I do suspect that there will be pockets of peace in many places everywhere. There will be individuals that are peaceful at all costs that they can produce for themselves to remain peaceful.
Monday I needed to report a Truck Driver for driving his truck into a protective barrier that I had set up around my work area. It had already been agreed that the only person that could move a barrier was the person that set it up. It just so happened that the truck driver that did the incident was my favorite driver. I was not present when he drove into the barrier and caused it to be moved so that he could drive where he wanted to. So, it was a non-incident incident. yet, it could not be allowed to pass over.
All day long I wondered how the driver would take the report that he had been dobbed in. I played many scenarios through my head. None were nice. Through them all, I always had a smile on my face as the driver yelling at me exclaimed his anger over my actions. I have yet to see the driver since the report. I do not know of his response. I just hope that I can stay in peace when we do meet.
I have learned in my time of life that it is difficult if not impossible to force another to my point of view. However, it is much easier to live an exemplary life and allow others to observe and decide that they like what they see and choose to make changes to become more peaceful.
To all of you. I am not perfect. I am far from what ever perfect that there may be. I live my life as peaceful as I can. I observe the world around me and have found things that make me happy. I have found things that make me unhappy. I encourage my presence into those that make me happy and stay clear of those that don't make me happy.
I hope that all of you are pleased with what you have created of this life. If you are not. . . . the changes are just the next choice away.
Best wishes
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
this past Tuesday, 17 July there was a set time of 7:11 here in Perth WA to sit and meditate for Peace. I started thinking about Peace, the World, and History as I remember it. The history of all peoples as far back as I can remember of what I have read in all countries, in all times has been one of some sort of mayhem, anger, greed, war, torment, and hatred. I cannot remember any group of peoples in any land that didn't in some way have some form of this. I have lightly heard that the Pagan's didn't have war tools, but have no proof in any of my firm memories.
So, what I was thinking all day Tuesday as I was contemplating sitting in meditation for world peace is that the nature of man is not that of peace. Natural order is one of Anger, Hatred, Greed, Theft, Torment and many other words to describe pain and suffering. Yet, in all peoples that I have thought about there are always a few that choose to not go this route. They choose the path of peace. Most in the past become the Spiritual people of any group.
There bugaboo is to not get so powerful from their meditations that they mis-use their power and/or mis-interpret power for ego.
That is not the direction of this blog.
What I realized is that for world peace to ever take a real stand, people as a whole need to know why being peaceful is a better alternative to being what comes natural. Those that desire peace need to show those that don't understand peace the splendors of being peaceful. Sleeping well at night, enjoying all moments of every day, no anger, no upsettedness, being happy just being, not needing to be better than anyone or anything, being happy with what I have rather than seeking more. Realizing the delusion of greed, that having more doesn't make me happier, it just makes me fear the loss more.
Currently Perth is going through a lot of torment in the schools by bullies. Really hard core adult level torture of fellow students level of bullying. Is it possible to show a bully the advantages of not bullying? Beating them wouldn't do any good, they would just want to get even. Where does the bullying start? Where does peace start? Always for both situations in education. The bullying starts in the home. Parents bully their kids all the time. I see it all the time when a parent stands over a child and demands them to do what they say to do this instant or else . . . . is bullying. I am bigger than you I am smarter than you, I am your parent, I know better, you are U&*() you lose!
So, the education needs to start with the parents. Why do parents bully? Most people explode when they are tired, or have been drinking alcohol, are scared of something, It is easier to explode to/at the little people around.
OK, so, We are not likely to stop the consumption of alcohol. Been there done that it never works. WE could encourage the population to go to bed a bit earlier and get more sleep. Yet they all fight to stay awake to watch some dumb movie about people being bullies to some other group of people. Well, WE are not going to be able to change the quality of the TV shows either. That to has been talked about for years unsuccessfully.
I am working now as a forklift driver. It affords me less free time. Yet it affords me more value for the time that I do have. I take a huge share of my time for personal satisfaction - Sleep, Stretching, Exercise, Massage and other forms of healing, the occasional coffee and movie, a rare meal out. In the midst of that also there is time found for meditation. I go to work in the mornings, my newest routine is to get in - change clothes, go to the office, make a pot of coffee and then take the time to stretch and meditate for a few minutes before drinking the cuppa.
So, all I have surmised here is that I walk the path of peace as a choice of my lifestyle. I observe most others for the most part not even realizing that there is a choice stumbling through life becoming the bully for others around them. The kids see the bullying and do what their parents do and the circle goes on.
The Buddha said the trouble of all people is Greed hatred and delusion. Delusion is interpreted as ignorance. Ignorance is not knowing that there is choices to be made.
Will there ever be world peace? I don't know. I do suspect that there will be pockets of peace in many places everywhere. There will be individuals that are peaceful at all costs that they can produce for themselves to remain peaceful.
Monday I needed to report a Truck Driver for driving his truck into a protective barrier that I had set up around my work area. It had already been agreed that the only person that could move a barrier was the person that set it up. It just so happened that the truck driver that did the incident was my favorite driver. I was not present when he drove into the barrier and caused it to be moved so that he could drive where he wanted to. So, it was a non-incident incident. yet, it could not be allowed to pass over.
All day long I wondered how the driver would take the report that he had been dobbed in. I played many scenarios through my head. None were nice. Through them all, I always had a smile on my face as the driver yelling at me exclaimed his anger over my actions. I have yet to see the driver since the report. I do not know of his response. I just hope that I can stay in peace when we do meet.
I have learned in my time of life that it is difficult if not impossible to force another to my point of view. However, it is much easier to live an exemplary life and allow others to observe and decide that they like what they see and choose to make changes to become more peaceful.
To all of you. I am not perfect. I am far from what ever perfect that there may be. I live my life as peaceful as I can. I observe the world around me and have found things that make me happy. I have found things that make me unhappy. I encourage my presence into those that make me happy and stay clear of those that don't make me happy.
I hope that all of you are pleased with what you have created of this life. If you are not. . . . the changes are just the next choice away.
Best wishes
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Thursday, 12 July 2007
Electric Bill Savings galore!!!!
Hey there friends,
OK I am on the stump once more about that good old Tesla's equipment and how it can help each of you. You have heard all the hype about saving your own skin from Positive Ions which are changed to Negative Ions with the Tesla's Electricity Stabilizer. And same for all the other equipment. I won't go into that. You will either get with the program or you won't. I only heal those that wish to be healed. Same with this equipment. You want it give me a call.
What I am going to tell you about though is the incredible savings that I am having on my electric bill this winter. I told all of you that I went out and bought the Fluro bulbs because they are supposed to be easier on the electric bill. Well, I am electricity saving in every way that I can. I have turned off the electric water heater except when I am about to use it which is about 3 times per week. Mostly I use my LP heated hot tub. But, as an added expense I heat my massage room with an expensive electric heater and an electric blanket on the table. And, I wash my one set of work clothes about 3 times per week AND dry them quickly with an electric dryer.
My electric bill was almost 1/3 less than the previous two months billing.
So, I am healthier, I have just a bit more in my pocket instead of the Electric company, and heaping my part of the world waste less electricity.
Call me some time 001 618 9337 3043 email geneshafer@iinet.net.au
One of the Webs geneshafer.com Tesla's of course
SpirituallyGuidedHealing.com Healing of course
Peace
gene
may you all be well and healthy
OK I am on the stump once more about that good old Tesla's equipment and how it can help each of you. You have heard all the hype about saving your own skin from Positive Ions which are changed to Negative Ions with the Tesla's Electricity Stabilizer. And same for all the other equipment. I won't go into that. You will either get with the program or you won't. I only heal those that wish to be healed. Same with this equipment. You want it give me a call.
What I am going to tell you about though is the incredible savings that I am having on my electric bill this winter. I told all of you that I went out and bought the Fluro bulbs because they are supposed to be easier on the electric bill. Well, I am electricity saving in every way that I can. I have turned off the electric water heater except when I am about to use it which is about 3 times per week. Mostly I use my LP heated hot tub. But, as an added expense I heat my massage room with an expensive electric heater and an electric blanket on the table. And, I wash my one set of work clothes about 3 times per week AND dry them quickly with an electric dryer.
My electric bill was almost 1/3 less than the previous two months billing.
So, I am healthier, I have just a bit more in my pocket instead of the Electric company, and heaping my part of the world waste less electricity.
Call me some time 001 618 9337 3043 email geneshafer@iinet.net.au
One of the Webs geneshafer.com Tesla's of course
SpirituallyGuidedHealing.com Healing of course
Peace
gene
may you all be well and healthy
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
The vision lies
hello everyone,
What that title means is that the vision that I had of myself is turning out to be a bit of a lie. The Vision? That of being forever capable of doing and doing and doing. Now I know that this body is approaching 60. YIKES! what a huge number. When did that all happen. Bloddy Hll! Over 1/2 century. Aargh!
Well, the mind thinks that we are only ehh 45 maybe younger.
And something that they don't tell you when you are younger or isn't realized is that all that fun, all those falls, all those trips down the stairs, flying off the back of the horse, car, truck, wagon, sled, falling out of the hay mow, tree, etc. All those bumps and bruises that I survived and thought YEHAH alive to go another day. Yeah all them. Now they come back to remind me. However, they don't seem to tell the same story. It's like they all wish to be told at the same time, cumulative you know. Like over thirty times flying off Ol Charlie my horse doesn't come up with the bruises, nor really the stiffness. More the weird sharp pain that shoots out of nowhere somewhere from hip to leg to foot. Or the creak in a foot that was NEVER ever there before.
I am not a walking ache. You know like a headache all over the body at once. I have had those too. That is not what is happening now. Now it is like that weird where did that come from sensation. Hey, everyone was really stoked about 7-7-7 right. That was the day my left knee started to go haywire. I wonder where the term haywire came into being that everyone sorta knows that it is like that cartoon of the clock coming apart with parts and pieces flying everywhere? Then again I remember the neighbor Leon Eaton's pile of saved hay baling wire all neatly stacked on shelves. Neatly that is until I tried to get just one piece out. Then it was like well haywire. All connected where it wasn't supposed to be and came out in one shelf full rather than one piece.
The knee feels like what ever was holding it together has gone away. It doesn't hurt so much as it just feels way too loose. And now I get all these weird clunks and chunk noises out of it. I am keeping it tightly wrapped and treating it as nicely as a forklift driver can. Unfortunately I am concerned that bike riding might be out of the question for a bit.
Had a friend drop by this evening pulling into the driveway before I even made it down the hall way after getting home. Told him about the knee and he has the man for me to see. You will all be posted.
Well, till the knee thing clears I will hang in carefully as a forky. then I think it will be time to move up north to the Pilbara and get a job in the mines.
peace to all
may you all be well and happy
gene
What that title means is that the vision that I had of myself is turning out to be a bit of a lie. The Vision? That of being forever capable of doing and doing and doing. Now I know that this body is approaching 60. YIKES! what a huge number. When did that all happen. Bloddy Hll! Over 1/2 century. Aargh!
Well, the mind thinks that we are only ehh 45 maybe younger.
And something that they don't tell you when you are younger or isn't realized is that all that fun, all those falls, all those trips down the stairs, flying off the back of the horse, car, truck, wagon, sled, falling out of the hay mow, tree, etc. All those bumps and bruises that I survived and thought YEHAH alive to go another day. Yeah all them. Now they come back to remind me. However, they don't seem to tell the same story. It's like they all wish to be told at the same time, cumulative you know. Like over thirty times flying off Ol Charlie my horse doesn't come up with the bruises, nor really the stiffness. More the weird sharp pain that shoots out of nowhere somewhere from hip to leg to foot. Or the creak in a foot that was NEVER ever there before.
I am not a walking ache. You know like a headache all over the body at once. I have had those too. That is not what is happening now. Now it is like that weird where did that come from sensation. Hey, everyone was really stoked about 7-7-7 right. That was the day my left knee started to go haywire. I wonder where the term haywire came into being that everyone sorta knows that it is like that cartoon of the clock coming apart with parts and pieces flying everywhere? Then again I remember the neighbor Leon Eaton's pile of saved hay baling wire all neatly stacked on shelves. Neatly that is until I tried to get just one piece out. Then it was like well haywire. All connected where it wasn't supposed to be and came out in one shelf full rather than one piece.
The knee feels like what ever was holding it together has gone away. It doesn't hurt so much as it just feels way too loose. And now I get all these weird clunks and chunk noises out of it. I am keeping it tightly wrapped and treating it as nicely as a forklift driver can. Unfortunately I am concerned that bike riding might be out of the question for a bit.
Had a friend drop by this evening pulling into the driveway before I even made it down the hall way after getting home. Told him about the knee and he has the man for me to see. You will all be posted.
Well, till the knee thing clears I will hang in carefully as a forky. then I think it will be time to move up north to the Pilbara and get a job in the mines.
peace to all
may you all be well and happy
gene
Sunday, 1 July 2007
Diksha Healing? Uniting? we are all one?
Hello Everyone,
My dear friend Isha has been going to Diksha for a few weeks now. She mentioned to me that there was a double session on for this Sunday (today). I have had Diksha once while in Melbourne. That session was Very Profound and moving. And for me to "feel" anything from any other healer is Very Profound.
I do not know why (oh, Huelirhett just said, "yes you do". Huelirhett is my Guide.) OK, so let me restart or restate that. I strongly follow one of the many statements of the Buddha with regards to comparying me to anyone else. I am not better than, equal to, nor less than anyone, I am just different. However, one of those differences is that I have a very high, refined vibration. I do not know just exactly what that means, yet I suspect that I vibrate very close to Earth energies. Because of that I am extremely sensitive to energies that are not harmonious to me or to the Earth. Because of that is why I have gotten so deeply envolved with the Tesla's Technology. The personal pendant will move a person to the Earth energies and continue to shift as the Earth shifts. That really helps me to stay me. That is the me that is all of its own feelings without picking up so much stuff from everyone else.
When I had that first Diksha, my vibrations were lower than the giver and that which was transferred. I really felt something. The past couple of years has been one of tremendous growth for me. Not most of which I am fully clear about, yet growth none the less.
Today, I was open to what ever might happen. I know that I am sitting waiting for a shift to happen. I am idled out, treading water, in and eddy, whatever. I did have hopes of something really Earth shattering for me to happen. I generally don't like led meditations. That was part of the start up. I drifted off into my own meditation. That was really great. I did get into some deep states of meditation during the lead up to the Diksha and for a bit after. I felt no change whatsoever when the transferance was happening. Everyone had been told to bring pads to sleep on the floor after the transferance. I was not compelled to lay down at all. I just continued to sit meditation till everyone was asked to rise again.
Then lunch.
Then we did it all again. Again, nothing more than really great meditation energy. I asked Huelirhett what was going on? What he showed me was two tuning forks. If say one of the tuning forks has been designated "the Diksha Practitioner" and the other is a receiver of the Diksha. Now, if they are of the same tune/tone then when the giver gives it will only help the receiver vibrate at the level that they would anyway. So, my tuning today was ho hum of advancement. Yet, it was really great to be able to sit with so many really great people and have a great day of meditation.
I suspect that my friend Isha might say that I am full of it or myself with these past statements. Maybe I am. Yet this is my story for now and I am sticking too it until I learn differently.
Isha is off to India in November to learn the Diksha. it is $10,000 US. From Isha, I suspect that I will feel more. I trust Isha completely. I will let everyone know later on eh?
best wishes
Oh, please do not let my out come prevent any one from do the Diksha. It is called, "Transference of Grace".
may you all be well and happy
peace
gene
My dear friend Isha has been going to Diksha for a few weeks now. She mentioned to me that there was a double session on for this Sunday (today). I have had Diksha once while in Melbourne. That session was Very Profound and moving. And for me to "feel" anything from any other healer is Very Profound.
I do not know why (oh, Huelirhett just said, "yes you do". Huelirhett is my Guide.) OK, so let me restart or restate that. I strongly follow one of the many statements of the Buddha with regards to comparying me to anyone else. I am not better than, equal to, nor less than anyone, I am just different. However, one of those differences is that I have a very high, refined vibration. I do not know just exactly what that means, yet I suspect that I vibrate very close to Earth energies. Because of that I am extremely sensitive to energies that are not harmonious to me or to the Earth. Because of that is why I have gotten so deeply envolved with the Tesla's Technology. The personal pendant will move a person to the Earth energies and continue to shift as the Earth shifts. That really helps me to stay me. That is the me that is all of its own feelings without picking up so much stuff from everyone else.
When I had that first Diksha, my vibrations were lower than the giver and that which was transferred. I really felt something. The past couple of years has been one of tremendous growth for me. Not most of which I am fully clear about, yet growth none the less.
Today, I was open to what ever might happen. I know that I am sitting waiting for a shift to happen. I am idled out, treading water, in and eddy, whatever. I did have hopes of something really Earth shattering for me to happen. I generally don't like led meditations. That was part of the start up. I drifted off into my own meditation. That was really great. I did get into some deep states of meditation during the lead up to the Diksha and for a bit after. I felt no change whatsoever when the transferance was happening. Everyone had been told to bring pads to sleep on the floor after the transferance. I was not compelled to lay down at all. I just continued to sit meditation till everyone was asked to rise again.
Then lunch.
Then we did it all again. Again, nothing more than really great meditation energy. I asked Huelirhett what was going on? What he showed me was two tuning forks. If say one of the tuning forks has been designated "the Diksha Practitioner" and the other is a receiver of the Diksha. Now, if they are of the same tune/tone then when the giver gives it will only help the receiver vibrate at the level that they would anyway. So, my tuning today was ho hum of advancement. Yet, it was really great to be able to sit with so many really great people and have a great day of meditation.
I suspect that my friend Isha might say that I am full of it or myself with these past statements. Maybe I am. Yet this is my story for now and I am sticking too it until I learn differently.
Isha is off to India in November to learn the Diksha. it is $10,000 US. From Isha, I suspect that I will feel more. I trust Isha completely. I will let everyone know later on eh?
best wishes
Oh, please do not let my out come prevent any one from do the Diksha. It is called, "Transference of Grace".
may you all be well and happy
peace
gene
flat business as in road kill
Hello Everyone,
Just wished to share a few thougths about my current lack of customers with the Healing. Spiritually Guided Healing is the most powerful form of healing that I have ever had the honour of working with. Yet, the number of clients has been reducing steadily for nearly two years.
I think I know at least one of the problems and I am not sure that I wish to compromise it. Most all healing modalities go with the flow of "God". God powered, Jesus this or that. And the second part is that all do touch. I do neither. The people, the clients have this false belief that both are necessary. OR, at least a majority of them. So, on the bell curve of potential customers I am getting the dregs. The ones strong enough to realize that all healing comes from Spirit by any name.
So, while I believe what my Guidance tells me that I, me this human manure producing bag doesn't need to touch the client, some one forgot to tell the client, ha ha ha.
I realized the other day that all things being equal I am ready to leave the earth plain. I have helped many people, I have students, I have had the opportunity to teach. Now I am just occupying space. I don't or I cannot see why I am still around. I will not commit suicide. I will wait to see what else I programed into this body before entering it. Its just that I don't see what it can be that is yet to come. Maybe the SGH business will reignite itself somehow, or I will meet the right person and get into another partnership that will get all rolling again.
I am Light unto myself. I am more and more knowing and understanding of much of the Buddhist Dhamma.
Go with Peace
may you be well and happy
gene
Just wished to share a few thougths about my current lack of customers with the Healing. Spiritually Guided Healing is the most powerful form of healing that I have ever had the honour of working with. Yet, the number of clients has been reducing steadily for nearly two years.
I think I know at least one of the problems and I am not sure that I wish to compromise it. Most all healing modalities go with the flow of "God". God powered, Jesus this or that. And the second part is that all do touch. I do neither. The people, the clients have this false belief that both are necessary. OR, at least a majority of them. So, on the bell curve of potential customers I am getting the dregs. The ones strong enough to realize that all healing comes from Spirit by any name.
So, while I believe what my Guidance tells me that I, me this human manure producing bag doesn't need to touch the client, some one forgot to tell the client, ha ha ha.
I realized the other day that all things being equal I am ready to leave the earth plain. I have helped many people, I have students, I have had the opportunity to teach. Now I am just occupying space. I don't or I cannot see why I am still around. I will not commit suicide. I will wait to see what else I programed into this body before entering it. Its just that I don't see what it can be that is yet to come. Maybe the SGH business will reignite itself somehow, or I will meet the right person and get into another partnership that will get all rolling again.
I am Light unto myself. I am more and more knowing and understanding of much of the Buddhist Dhamma.
Go with Peace
may you be well and happy
gene
Friday, 29 June 2007
Funday everyday.
I got this email from a friend. It was so great I asked her if I could put it out to all of you.
Best wishes
gene
Hi Gene,
I'm finding that knowing my number one value in life is really helping me to enjoy anything I do. I know of a lot of people who have health, family or sucess as their number one values (and know their top 10 so their decision making processes are much easier) but I have FUN!!
My number one value is FUN!! I know this may sound odd in this world where we are "supposed" to be sucessful or career oriented or whatever, and it still works for me!
I recently decided that I was allowed (I gave myself permission) to have fun at work. Not only did my productivity increase, but the clinic was also much easier to work in and the "difficult" workmates became tame pussycats!! I planned my own birthday celebrations (pole dancing followed by dinner and belly dancing!) and let go of the "I wonder if anyone is going to show up" and I had the best time ever and lots of friends showed up. In the past, most bailed at the last minute. Fun is contaigious!!
I was notified last Friday that I was successful in getting the promotion I applied for. I found out I came top of 10 people who applied and I spent yesterday in at the new job getting a hand-over from the lady who is leaving. I didn't panic (old pattern), didn't take it too seriously, I was just me being me enjoying myself and looking for how to do it with fun. I had a ball! I don't feel anxious about it now. I wont worry all night and get no sleep. I had fun, and will have fun because that is how I want things to be.
I'm finding I spend less energy debating decisions at the moment. I used to not make any because it took so long for me to make up my mind that I usually didn't make it up fast enough and would miss out, or I wouldn't do anything because I had talked myself out of it!!
My computer suddenly wouldn't let me access my emails. I spent over 2 hours over 2 nights trying to get to the bottom of the problem (unpaid bill from over 12 months ago I knew nothing about) to getting it fixed (it's paid now, how can I get you to turn on what you just turned off). I had been told 5 times that it was impossible for me to have my email back because it is impossible to have a cable internet account (mine) accessed through an ADSL line (mums where I am living) despite the fact that it was working that way for the last 6 months! I actually had fun with this process. I loved telling people that yes, it can be done, because it had been done!!
I'm finding so many people these days are so stuck inside their limiting beliefs that they cannot handle someone else doing something that may disprove their belief. I'm having fun busting out of mine! I celebrated my birthday for nearly a week!
I guess what I'm asking you to think about is what are your values? Most people don't know. If you do, and use them in decision making, it can really enhance what you do and gives more satisfaction with the journey.
I'm rambling again! I'm having fun listening to the sound of my new acrylic fingernails (a birthday present) hitting the keyboard! I'm still not used to them!
I hope things are going well for you and I'll talk with you soon
Love, Light and Laughter to you!
Jacque
Any comments to Jacque, let me know and I will forward them.
peace
gene
Best wishes
gene
Hi Gene,
I'm finding that knowing my number one value in life is really helping me to enjoy anything I do. I know of a lot of people who have health, family or sucess as their number one values (and know their top 10 so their decision making processes are much easier) but I have FUN!!
My number one value is FUN!! I know this may sound odd in this world where we are "supposed" to be sucessful or career oriented or whatever, and it still works for me!
I recently decided that I was allowed (I gave myself permission) to have fun at work. Not only did my productivity increase, but the clinic was also much easier to work in and the "difficult" workmates became tame pussycats!! I planned my own birthday celebrations (pole dancing followed by dinner and belly dancing!) and let go of the "I wonder if anyone is going to show up" and I had the best time ever and lots of friends showed up. In the past, most bailed at the last minute. Fun is contaigious!!
I was notified last Friday that I was successful in getting the promotion I applied for. I found out I came top of 10 people who applied and I spent yesterday in at the new job getting a hand-over from the lady who is leaving. I didn't panic (old pattern), didn't take it too seriously, I was just me being me enjoying myself and looking for how to do it with fun. I had a ball! I don't feel anxious about it now. I wont worry all night and get no sleep. I had fun, and will have fun because that is how I want things to be.
I'm finding I spend less energy debating decisions at the moment. I used to not make any because it took so long for me to make up my mind that I usually didn't make it up fast enough and would miss out, or I wouldn't do anything because I had talked myself out of it!!
My computer suddenly wouldn't let me access my emails. I spent over 2 hours over 2 nights trying to get to the bottom of the problem (unpaid bill from over 12 months ago I knew nothing about) to getting it fixed (it's paid now, how can I get you to turn on what you just turned off). I had been told 5 times that it was impossible for me to have my email back because it is impossible to have a cable internet account (mine) accessed through an ADSL line (mums where I am living) despite the fact that it was working that way for the last 6 months! I actually had fun with this process. I loved telling people that yes, it can be done, because it had been done!!
I'm finding so many people these days are so stuck inside their limiting beliefs that they cannot handle someone else doing something that may disprove their belief. I'm having fun busting out of mine! I celebrated my birthday for nearly a week!
I guess what I'm asking you to think about is what are your values? Most people don't know. If you do, and use them in decision making, it can really enhance what you do and gives more satisfaction with the journey.
I'm rambling again! I'm having fun listening to the sound of my new acrylic fingernails (a birthday present) hitting the keyboard! I'm still not used to them!
I hope things are going well for you and I'll talk with you soon
Love, Light and Laughter to you!
Jacque
Any comments to Jacque, let me know and I will forward them.
peace
gene
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
housemate time?
Hello Everyone,
Been busy lately. Decided that it was time to not be broke. So, put out an advert to get a housemate. Only put out one and only got one call. She was to come by tonight, Tuesday. duh she forgot to call and cancel. Well, the house is really clean anyway. And my strong belief in Kharma says that she was not the correct person. Going to put up an ad at Nollamara Buddhist Society this Friday.
Along with the work toward changing of the funds, I decided to write to the employment agency to tell them that I need a seriously better paying job. Saw them on Friday with no results as yet. Monday the boss at Millennium came by and asked if I had purchased the Saturday paper? No why? Millennium had advertised for a position and he wanted me to have a copy so that I could apply. Hmmmmm interesting. So, I have done that.
In my current life time of being NOW. I stand more aware of the currents that are around me. To see the desire in me to have more change of what is current. . . house, income, status, friends, work etc and then to see the shifts happening shows the power of my mind in creating the possibilities. Work as I looked at it prior to applying for a postion was just a place to put in time as accurately as possibly to get time in grade until the next better position came along. Now, it looks like that might just be staying where I am. Yet, I will be probably one of many that would apply. I put in my cover letter all the training that I have already accomplished onsite. That ought to put me up a bit versus a new hire. However, there have been many people come through the place as hired forkies so maybe anyone of them could also apply and/or be interested. Time will tell.
Spent the last two weekends working with Bronwen and Richard learning more about Tesla's Innovative Technology. Then last evening went and did a house inspection. It was good that I did so too. I was able to feel and have it verified as to what I was feeling. Huge nice expensive home. Moblie phone tower within 2 kilometers, powerlines, train, underground water, Electric power substation 100 meters from home, Ley lines, and to top it all off just off of the corner of their bed was a VORTEX. It is a wonder that these people can even sleep or even have a chance to be healthy. And they got 3 kids in the messy soup too.
They are interested in a house kit, but have to wait for expenses to shift a bit.
Got Ity Bity tuned up today by friend Jacek. And he stayed for supper too. And I did a massage this evening. YEHAH life is moving on. Time for bed now.
Didn't say much this evening, yet I am happy to have some notes put down here.
peace to all
gene
Been busy lately. Decided that it was time to not be broke. So, put out an advert to get a housemate. Only put out one and only got one call. She was to come by tonight, Tuesday. duh she forgot to call and cancel. Well, the house is really clean anyway. And my strong belief in Kharma says that she was not the correct person. Going to put up an ad at Nollamara Buddhist Society this Friday.
Along with the work toward changing of the funds, I decided to write to the employment agency to tell them that I need a seriously better paying job. Saw them on Friday with no results as yet. Monday the boss at Millennium came by and asked if I had purchased the Saturday paper? No why? Millennium had advertised for a position and he wanted me to have a copy so that I could apply. Hmmmmm interesting. So, I have done that.
In my current life time of being NOW. I stand more aware of the currents that are around me. To see the desire in me to have more change of what is current. . . house, income, status, friends, work etc and then to see the shifts happening shows the power of my mind in creating the possibilities. Work as I looked at it prior to applying for a postion was just a place to put in time as accurately as possibly to get time in grade until the next better position came along. Now, it looks like that might just be staying where I am. Yet, I will be probably one of many that would apply. I put in my cover letter all the training that I have already accomplished onsite. That ought to put me up a bit versus a new hire. However, there have been many people come through the place as hired forkies so maybe anyone of them could also apply and/or be interested. Time will tell.
Spent the last two weekends working with Bronwen and Richard learning more about Tesla's Innovative Technology. Then last evening went and did a house inspection. It was good that I did so too. I was able to feel and have it verified as to what I was feeling. Huge nice expensive home. Moblie phone tower within 2 kilometers, powerlines, train, underground water, Electric power substation 100 meters from home, Ley lines, and to top it all off just off of the corner of their bed was a VORTEX. It is a wonder that these people can even sleep or even have a chance to be healthy. And they got 3 kids in the messy soup too.
They are interested in a house kit, but have to wait for expenses to shift a bit.
Got Ity Bity tuned up today by friend Jacek. And he stayed for supper too. And I did a massage this evening. YEHAH life is moving on. Time for bed now.
Didn't say much this evening, yet I am happy to have some notes put down here.
peace to all
gene
Thursday, 21 June 2007
prayers and prayers
I just got one of those wonderful chain letters, you know, Do not break the chain .......
Anyway this one is to make a prayer and St. Theresa will help out:
REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you have
to do.
Well, I was just last week reading a quote from one of the Ajhan's Either Ajhan Chah or previous to him. Gave the book away so I can't check on it.
First I was thinking I would pray for happiness. That ought to cover health, wealthy, partner, success you know everything. But that quote jumped into my mind. "I so filled with Joy to know that there is no happiness." Bugger, He's right though. Everything eventually turns sour. The getting on with life is to realize that when life sucks that this too will change. Having lived a few years now I realize that I have had many times that I thought in the instance were happy. Lots of laughter, good friends, partner, money what ever. Its all gone.
So, what would a person pray for that realizes that there is no happiness. Success? Been there done that. It was serious hard work. Fighting all the time looking for the edge to really succeed. I have never quite gotten over the hump to really SUCCEED. Always the struggle, never the glory. OK, I have had relative success in many adventures. This healing thing that I am still sort of doing. Well, once a healer you can't exactly stop being a healer. Even if you don't have any clients eh? And I have many students. And many of the students use this method quite successfully. That all feels good. Yet, while the teaching was a blast and I really really love to teach spirituallity and healing, NOW right now as I sit here wondering how I am going to pay for the tax accountant to sort out my taxes this year. How to find enough money to pay the bills. How to find enough money to stay out of debt and many other problems. I am not a street person. I am just not cut out for it. yet the feeling is that it is just around the corner. YUCK. Maybe that is what I need to pray for that I never become a street person.
I get a picture of just enough success that I am hanging on by my fingernails and watching them break off as I go slipping down that slippery slope alone, sweating and in fear.
Well, honestly if it got that bad I would go to the monastery and join up. I know that it is my destiny to do that, yet I keep hoping that I can be "successful" before I decide to do that.
I thought that the Forky thing would pay out and get me ahead. It is just barely keeping my head above water. The thing in the news here was that average income is $60,000 per annum. If you have 8 people making $25,000 a year and one making $100,000 a year the average is $60,000. SUCKS big time. And I am one of many here in the 25,000 range. We are all having troubles. Food prices are going up. Rent is going up. Winter time.
Pray for success. . . . again? What is success? How is that determined? Or happiness for that matter. I know that I am living just as I am supposed to be living in a Spiritual way. Spiritual and broke, I don't believe that either. I like to think that I am in a waiting game for some thing that I have designed for my 60's. sure hope I am doing what I am supposed to be doing. Can't tell either.
Well, heck I am going to do the happiness/success prayer wish. Let you know in 10 years if it worked, ha ha ha.
peace
gene
Anyway this one is to make a prayer and St. Theresa will help out:
REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the prayer. That's all you have
to do.
Well, I was just last week reading a quote from one of the Ajhan's Either Ajhan Chah or previous to him. Gave the book away so I can't check on it.
First I was thinking I would pray for happiness. That ought to cover health, wealthy, partner, success you know everything. But that quote jumped into my mind. "I so filled with Joy to know that there is no happiness." Bugger, He's right though. Everything eventually turns sour. The getting on with life is to realize that when life sucks that this too will change. Having lived a few years now I realize that I have had many times that I thought in the instance were happy. Lots of laughter, good friends, partner, money what ever. Its all gone.
So, what would a person pray for that realizes that there is no happiness. Success? Been there done that. It was serious hard work. Fighting all the time looking for the edge to really succeed. I have never quite gotten over the hump to really SUCCEED. Always the struggle, never the glory. OK, I have had relative success in many adventures. This healing thing that I am still sort of doing. Well, once a healer you can't exactly stop being a healer. Even if you don't have any clients eh? And I have many students. And many of the students use this method quite successfully. That all feels good. Yet, while the teaching was a blast and I really really love to teach spirituallity and healing, NOW right now as I sit here wondering how I am going to pay for the tax accountant to sort out my taxes this year. How to find enough money to pay the bills. How to find enough money to stay out of debt and many other problems. I am not a street person. I am just not cut out for it. yet the feeling is that it is just around the corner. YUCK. Maybe that is what I need to pray for that I never become a street person.
I get a picture of just enough success that I am hanging on by my fingernails and watching them break off as I go slipping down that slippery slope alone, sweating and in fear.
Well, honestly if it got that bad I would go to the monastery and join up. I know that it is my destiny to do that, yet I keep hoping that I can be "successful" before I decide to do that.
I thought that the Forky thing would pay out and get me ahead. It is just barely keeping my head above water. The thing in the news here was that average income is $60,000 per annum. If you have 8 people making $25,000 a year and one making $100,000 a year the average is $60,000. SUCKS big time. And I am one of many here in the 25,000 range. We are all having troubles. Food prices are going up. Rent is going up. Winter time.
Pray for success. . . . again? What is success? How is that determined? Or happiness for that matter. I know that I am living just as I am supposed to be living in a Spiritual way. Spiritual and broke, I don't believe that either. I like to think that I am in a waiting game for some thing that I have designed for my 60's. sure hope I am doing what I am supposed to be doing. Can't tell either.
Well, heck I am going to do the happiness/success prayer wish. Let you know in 10 years if it worked, ha ha ha.
peace
gene
Saturday, 9 June 2007
Tesla's Tesla'a Tesla's
Hello Everyone,
Went to a friend's place last night to show the Tesla's Home Kit. Once settle in, I got the Electric Stabilizer out of its package and clamped it onto the electric line to the microwave. Within seconds I started feeling waves of shivers passing through my body as the positive ions (bad for humans) were being changed in the entire home to negative ions (good for humans). My friend noticed that her headache was instantly gone. Then we both were tingling and shivering for about 4-5 minutes. Her partner also was noticing differences in the feeling of his own body. This was the most dramatic sensation that I have felt with the Electric Stablizer. They bought the entire kit.
Later I was describing how my life is currently going. When I listen to my Guides they have told me that prior to birth we all sit out and decide what we are hoping to work on in our life time. We decide who our parents are going to be, Existing parents have already decided who their children are going to be. OR, this is somehow done at the Spirit level that is within each of us as we are existing in the human body experience.
Now, as this entity is deciding on possibilities of what all might be accomplished in the life time there are at any one time many many options available for any age. So, just looking at being in the womb for instance. 1) being aborted 1a) not going full term 1b) major health problems while in the womb 1c) dying in the womb 2) being born healthy 2a) Cerebral Palsy 2b) cord around neck and suffocate before getting life 2c) abnormal body.
So, you can see how many choices there are before we even get the chance for a few good breathes. Many more options are created for all ages. If this gets accomplished then we can go and do that since it is a follow on. Then there is that and this and that and this while this and that and so on. Now sometimes while on our life path we sort of get ahead of the game. For instance when I was divorced from my 2nd wife and already looking for who was going to be with me from then on. . . I went for 5 years looking. I dated many. None were willing to go the distance. I also had many dry spells where no one was around. Then I started to consistently pull a certain Rune stone when ever I would ask the universe Where is my lady???? What it said was that I needed to stay within my beingness and wait on the will of heaven to unfold. What I understood this to mean was that whom ever there was that was supposed to be my partner as set up by Spirit (and us prior to encarnation) was not in a position to meet me as yet.
Along came 14 Feb 1997. I stated my undying love for a young lady and she to me. That night I had a dream. I dreamt that my partner and I had both been hit by a car while we were out riding. That traffic was not stopping. The first vehicle through was an old white car. The second was a black semi-tractor-trailer. and that I needed to crawl out into the traffic to get the cars to stop and help us. Well as many of you know that is basically what happened in real life on 15 Feb 1997. Now the next day, my friend Lee brought a present to me that was created by a friend of hers. I laughed about the gift and asked if I could call this friend to thank her. I did that and begged off after 5 minutes because I could not understand her Australian Accent over the telephone.
I kept pulling that same Rune for weeks and weeks and weeks. I traveled extensively that year even though I had gotten golden staph and needed additional surgery on my leg in November. While recovering from the final surgery, I was going through my lap top discarding unknown persons. I came across a woman's name that I just didn't recognise at all. I wrote her a letter. It turned out to be the lady that had made me the gift in the hospital. We started to email back and forth. Her husband had gone into secondaries with Cancer.
I kept pulling the same rune.
her husband died in May.
In late July the flavor of the emails started to change and we started serious flirting. We finally met 9-9-1998. We married 2 days after the 1 year anniversary of her late husband's death.
The waiting on the will of heaven was waiting for her late husband to die. Get it? Understand the flow of the universe?
Now, currently what ever is happening in my life, I am again needing to bide my time. I am not pulling the Runes. I know already that I would get this same Rune or one similar. I am edding out from my old flow of life. I am getting very grounded driving the forklifts. I am understanding a different way of existing too. One of fixed income with seemingly more going out than what is coming in. This is all due to the experiences that I have been fortunate to have in my past setting me up for some other great adventure to come. YEHAH life is great!!!!
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Went to a friend's place last night to show the Tesla's Home Kit. Once settle in, I got the Electric Stabilizer out of its package and clamped it onto the electric line to the microwave. Within seconds I started feeling waves of shivers passing through my body as the positive ions (bad for humans) were being changed in the entire home to negative ions (good for humans). My friend noticed that her headache was instantly gone. Then we both were tingling and shivering for about 4-5 minutes. Her partner also was noticing differences in the feeling of his own body. This was the most dramatic sensation that I have felt with the Electric Stablizer. They bought the entire kit.
Later I was describing how my life is currently going. When I listen to my Guides they have told me that prior to birth we all sit out and decide what we are hoping to work on in our life time. We decide who our parents are going to be, Existing parents have already decided who their children are going to be. OR, this is somehow done at the Spirit level that is within each of us as we are existing in the human body experience.
Now, as this entity is deciding on possibilities of what all might be accomplished in the life time there are at any one time many many options available for any age. So, just looking at being in the womb for instance. 1) being aborted 1a) not going full term 1b) major health problems while in the womb 1c) dying in the womb 2) being born healthy 2a) Cerebral Palsy 2b) cord around neck and suffocate before getting life 2c) abnormal body.
So, you can see how many choices there are before we even get the chance for a few good breathes. Many more options are created for all ages. If this gets accomplished then we can go and do that since it is a follow on. Then there is that and this and that and this while this and that and so on. Now sometimes while on our life path we sort of get ahead of the game. For instance when I was divorced from my 2nd wife and already looking for who was going to be with me from then on. . . I went for 5 years looking. I dated many. None were willing to go the distance. I also had many dry spells where no one was around. Then I started to consistently pull a certain Rune stone when ever I would ask the universe Where is my lady???? What it said was that I needed to stay within my beingness and wait on the will of heaven to unfold. What I understood this to mean was that whom ever there was that was supposed to be my partner as set up by Spirit (and us prior to encarnation) was not in a position to meet me as yet.
Along came 14 Feb 1997. I stated my undying love for a young lady and she to me. That night I had a dream. I dreamt that my partner and I had both been hit by a car while we were out riding. That traffic was not stopping. The first vehicle through was an old white car. The second was a black semi-tractor-trailer. and that I needed to crawl out into the traffic to get the cars to stop and help us. Well as many of you know that is basically what happened in real life on 15 Feb 1997. Now the next day, my friend Lee brought a present to me that was created by a friend of hers. I laughed about the gift and asked if I could call this friend to thank her. I did that and begged off after 5 minutes because I could not understand her Australian Accent over the telephone.
I kept pulling that same Rune for weeks and weeks and weeks. I traveled extensively that year even though I had gotten golden staph and needed additional surgery on my leg in November. While recovering from the final surgery, I was going through my lap top discarding unknown persons. I came across a woman's name that I just didn't recognise at all. I wrote her a letter. It turned out to be the lady that had made me the gift in the hospital. We started to email back and forth. Her husband had gone into secondaries with Cancer.
I kept pulling the same rune.
her husband died in May.
In late July the flavor of the emails started to change and we started serious flirting. We finally met 9-9-1998. We married 2 days after the 1 year anniversary of her late husband's death.
The waiting on the will of heaven was waiting for her late husband to die. Get it? Understand the flow of the universe?
Now, currently what ever is happening in my life, I am again needing to bide my time. I am not pulling the Runes. I know already that I would get this same Rune or one similar. I am edding out from my old flow of life. I am getting very grounded driving the forklifts. I am understanding a different way of existing too. One of fixed income with seemingly more going out than what is coming in. This is all due to the experiences that I have been fortunate to have in my past setting me up for some other great adventure to come. YEHAH life is great!!!!
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Thursday, 7 June 2007
dog sitting
Hello everyone,
Not a lot to say tonight. Tired as. Been really busy at work. There is only so many tons that anyone can move in an hour. Did 6 containers today and one Road Tractor.
Been super windy here in WA for the last 3 days. We had a 43kph gust a couple of days ago and a 41 kph this morning early. Steady at around 15-25. Plays havoc with the mind all that whistling, creaking, groaning and paper flying. I quit riding the bike when the second day that the winds kept up. Not fun riding home into a 20kph wind after a long day.
Last weekend along with all the night people I visited friend Gavin. I have been working for Gavin off and on for at least a year now. Strong Back, weak mind stuff. He is building a 6X10 meter garage. Last weekend we painted the insides. This weekend I will go up and paint the outside while Gav is off to Darwin for Spiritual matters. Meanwhile I am Dog sitting his pooch, Cookie. Cookie is white, curly ShiatsuMaltise something. Gavin could tell me. Anywhay, cute as. Gavin bought him a warm jacket so he won't get cold while he is here. He is just absoultely gorgous in it. Cookie was very happy to see me tonight when I came home.
He is training me quickly too. This morning I scooped him up just after the alarm went off and put him outside to go toilet. He didn't even get off the stoop. Sat there and barked at me to be let back in, ha ha ha. I was running early so I took him for walk so he could mark the neighborhood. Then this evening after a bit of a run about in the back yard we went to do some shopping. I tied him to a rack outside the PO and asked him to just STAY. Wow, I don't think he moved at all while I was gone. Same at the produce store. Some people tried to engage him in conversation and he wouldn't have a bar of it.
He has found a couple of fav sleeping spots. One is just under the edge of my bed. I stepped on him returning from my own 3 am toilet run. The second is an IKEA chair that is just the right height for him to jump onto.
Not cold enough for me to need him in bed and I am not sure who would be warming whom.
Well, enough from me. I am off to an early bed.
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Not a lot to say tonight. Tired as. Been really busy at work. There is only so many tons that anyone can move in an hour. Did 6 containers today and one Road Tractor.
Been super windy here in WA for the last 3 days. We had a 43kph gust a couple of days ago and a 41 kph this morning early. Steady at around 15-25. Plays havoc with the mind all that whistling, creaking, groaning and paper flying. I quit riding the bike when the second day that the winds kept up. Not fun riding home into a 20kph wind after a long day.
Last weekend along with all the night people I visited friend Gavin. I have been working for Gavin off and on for at least a year now. Strong Back, weak mind stuff. He is building a 6X10 meter garage. Last weekend we painted the insides. This weekend I will go up and paint the outside while Gav is off to Darwin for Spiritual matters. Meanwhile I am Dog sitting his pooch, Cookie. Cookie is white, curly ShiatsuMaltise something. Gavin could tell me. Anywhay, cute as. Gavin bought him a warm jacket so he won't get cold while he is here. He is just absoultely gorgous in it. Cookie was very happy to see me tonight when I came home.
He is training me quickly too. This morning I scooped him up just after the alarm went off and put him outside to go toilet. He didn't even get off the stoop. Sat there and barked at me to be let back in, ha ha ha. I was running early so I took him for walk so he could mark the neighborhood. Then this evening after a bit of a run about in the back yard we went to do some shopping. I tied him to a rack outside the PO and asked him to just STAY. Wow, I don't think he moved at all while I was gone. Same at the produce store. Some people tried to engage him in conversation and he wouldn't have a bar of it.
He has found a couple of fav sleeping spots. One is just under the edge of my bed. I stepped on him returning from my own 3 am toilet run. The second is an IKEA chair that is just the right height for him to jump onto.
Not cold enough for me to need him in bed and I am not sure who would be warming whom.
Well, enough from me. I am off to an early bed.
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Monday, 4 June 2007
Visitors again
Hey everyone,
they came back last night again. Knocked on the door, demanding to be let in. I didn't even bother answering this time. I immediately called the Police. found out that they had been across the street somewhere harrassing a woman at her apartment. The police were supposedly in attendance at that address. Took them near 20 minutes to get to my place and that only after I placed the second (forth over all) call.
There were two again. I never saw the first bloke again. Just this white fella. Short Stocky, nice cut hair. He liked my hanging flowers and kept looking at them. Played with my hose for a bit. wondered if he was going to water them for me. Figured out this morning that he probably was just getting a drink. I could hear them talking about wanting to go somewhere and get something. They argued back and forth as to who was going to go. It got quiet and the white fella was still around so I guessed that the other had gone. I just kept waiting for the Police to show up. Didn't want to call again. Then the lights went out in the porch area. I figured that he had taken the light bulb out. NOT. He had switched the power off for the entire house. Found that out when I attempted to call the police and my phone wouldn't work. Had to use my mobile.
While I was talking with that officer the police arrived. The one on the phone said to go out and greet the police. Dumb me I didn't even think about where the blokes might be I just barged out. You know like and ostrich with its head in the sand doesn't see much. Didn't see anything so they must be gone. Tripped over the bloke sleeping in front of my car. That got me very motivated to run to the police car. They ran the other way and got him.
Then the deniles started flowing. "I'm at a friends house. I didn't turn the power off. He's my friend." He didn't have any id on him and was hauled off by the police.
Best wishes mate.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
and not have any late night callers.
they came back last night again. Knocked on the door, demanding to be let in. I didn't even bother answering this time. I immediately called the Police. found out that they had been across the street somewhere harrassing a woman at her apartment. The police were supposedly in attendance at that address. Took them near 20 minutes to get to my place and that only after I placed the second (forth over all) call.
There were two again. I never saw the first bloke again. Just this white fella. Short Stocky, nice cut hair. He liked my hanging flowers and kept looking at them. Played with my hose for a bit. wondered if he was going to water them for me. Figured out this morning that he probably was just getting a drink. I could hear them talking about wanting to go somewhere and get something. They argued back and forth as to who was going to go. It got quiet and the white fella was still around so I guessed that the other had gone. I just kept waiting for the Police to show up. Didn't want to call again. Then the lights went out in the porch area. I figured that he had taken the light bulb out. NOT. He had switched the power off for the entire house. Found that out when I attempted to call the police and my phone wouldn't work. Had to use my mobile.
While I was talking with that officer the police arrived. The one on the phone said to go out and greet the police. Dumb me I didn't even think about where the blokes might be I just barged out. You know like and ostrich with its head in the sand doesn't see much. Didn't see anything so they must be gone. Tripped over the bloke sleeping in front of my car. That got me very motivated to run to the police car. They ran the other way and got him.
Then the deniles started flowing. "I'm at a friends house. I didn't turn the power off. He's my friend." He didn't have any id on him and was hauled off by the police.
Best wishes mate.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
and not have any late night callers.
Sunday, 3 June 2007
Visitor's in the night
Hello Everyone,
Well, sitting here sunday evening 8 PM watching Batman on the computer when I get a knock on the door. I never get anyone knocking on my door. NEVER. Least ways not after dark. Fortunately there is a movement sensor on the front door with a light. And a front living room window that looks out onto the front door. First I check there. some short darkskinned fellow. Not anyone that I know. I go to the door and ask who he is looking for. Some mumble. Ask again. Mumble again. Tell him he has the wrong place. He says, "No, I know I got the right place." He knocks again. I tell him to try the other house as he has the wrong place. He walks away.
Then he comes back. I reach over and call the police. You would think that the police would really be up on understanding people on the telephone. I had to say my name 3 times. And I always say my name and spell it immediately after. I still had to do it all 3 times. Amazing. So, gave a description as well as I could as the light isn't that great. When I look again the light is off and he is gone. But the police officer says that someone will be coming out to check.
I went into the kitchen and got a drink. The front light is on. NOT GOOD. I re call the police. This time it is a white fella. He kept talking to someone outside the lights. Tried to get into my car, the door and the window of the house. He did enjoy the plants that I have hanging. After about 10 minutes talking a play by play with the police (lady this time) he purposefully walks up to the door, opens the fly screen door and tries the front door. Then purposefully walks off. The police drove up within seconds of his walking away . . . . . . and . . . . missed him. I went out to greet them at the end of the drive way and told them he had just left. They did a walkabout with no results. I returned to the house and BATMAN. They have not as yet called to say hi de ho or anything. Wonder if I will get a call?
Good timing don't you think, watching Batman and getting strange knocks on the door he he he.
This morning early went to Dhammaloka to help out with the settup for Wesak. Cleaned one mirror in the toilet after using the facilities. Drank a cup of tea. Wasn't feeling good. Tried helping out with a lamp hanging and all it was was ' my idea is better than your idea and this isn't the way we did it last year, blah blah blah' I walked off.
I don't know. Maybe I am a misfit. As in I don't know how to get along with society in a social way. I don't know the questions to ask. I don't like most of the conversations.
I sat and watched the proceedings closer to the Dana Hall. helped where I could. Put paper napkins on paper plates. Waited for my friend Gavin to show up. He was supposed to be there at 9:30. It was closing in on 11 and I supposed that he had not been able to make it. I told him that I would have my phone on me and to call. Then he walked up. Been sitting at the main hall enjoying the lack of people.
We had a great and varied meal as is always available on weekends at Dhammaloka.
After I had planned on staying for the evening ceremonies. Ate toooooo much like I usually do. Went home and slept for 3 hours. Then much later BATman and you know the rest of the story.
best wishes to all
gene
Well, sitting here sunday evening 8 PM watching Batman on the computer when I get a knock on the door. I never get anyone knocking on my door. NEVER. Least ways not after dark. Fortunately there is a movement sensor on the front door with a light. And a front living room window that looks out onto the front door. First I check there. some short darkskinned fellow. Not anyone that I know. I go to the door and ask who he is looking for. Some mumble. Ask again. Mumble again. Tell him he has the wrong place. He says, "No, I know I got the right place." He knocks again. I tell him to try the other house as he has the wrong place. He walks away.
Then he comes back. I reach over and call the police. You would think that the police would really be up on understanding people on the telephone. I had to say my name 3 times. And I always say my name and spell it immediately after. I still had to do it all 3 times. Amazing. So, gave a description as well as I could as the light isn't that great. When I look again the light is off and he is gone. But the police officer says that someone will be coming out to check.
I went into the kitchen and got a drink. The front light is on. NOT GOOD. I re call the police. This time it is a white fella. He kept talking to someone outside the lights. Tried to get into my car, the door and the window of the house. He did enjoy the plants that I have hanging. After about 10 minutes talking a play by play with the police (lady this time) he purposefully walks up to the door, opens the fly screen door and tries the front door. Then purposefully walks off. The police drove up within seconds of his walking away . . . . . . and . . . . missed him. I went out to greet them at the end of the drive way and told them he had just left. They did a walkabout with no results. I returned to the house and BATMAN. They have not as yet called to say hi de ho or anything. Wonder if I will get a call?
Good timing don't you think, watching Batman and getting strange knocks on the door he he he.
This morning early went to Dhammaloka to help out with the settup for Wesak. Cleaned one mirror in the toilet after using the facilities. Drank a cup of tea. Wasn't feeling good. Tried helping out with a lamp hanging and all it was was ' my idea is better than your idea and this isn't the way we did it last year, blah blah blah' I walked off.
I don't know. Maybe I am a misfit. As in I don't know how to get along with society in a social way. I don't know the questions to ask. I don't like most of the conversations.
I sat and watched the proceedings closer to the Dana Hall. helped where I could. Put paper napkins on paper plates. Waited for my friend Gavin to show up. He was supposed to be there at 9:30. It was closing in on 11 and I supposed that he had not been able to make it. I told him that I would have my phone on me and to call. Then he walked up. Been sitting at the main hall enjoying the lack of people.
We had a great and varied meal as is always available on weekends at Dhammaloka.
After I had planned on staying for the evening ceremonies. Ate toooooo much like I usually do. Went home and slept for 3 hours. Then much later BATman and you know the rest of the story.
best wishes to all
gene
Saturday, 2 June 2007
weekends
hello everyone,
It continues to amaze me as I observe life in this different lane. The difference is that after being self-employed for nearly 20 years of mostly working every weekend now they are free. Trouble is free to do what? I am not accustomed to having to find something to do on the weekend. That part was set. During the week I was always busy getting everything else ready for the work weekend.
Now there is work during the week, and blank for the weekend. Today I did a bike ride with friend George. Rode to his home and took off my Paniers. Then we rode around the river stopping at his home for a bite to eat, pick up the Paniers and go to Frematle to do some shopping. Got home to find a notice in the mail box that a package was waiting for me at the post office. I unloaded and took off. Some of the smaller post offices will be open for a few hours on Saturdays. YES. got my vitamin order. Came home, shower and started set up for a major project.
I have had this gore tex rain jacket for near 20 years. The zipper went this past week. This is my winter riding keep warm jacket. Gotta have that zipper. I stopped past the Spotlight (fabric store in OZ) and with the help of the attendent bought a red zipper of proper length, thread and a seam ripper.
After the shower I got out Jenny's sewing machine and started the project. I ripped out one seam but that half of the zipper was still attached. Felt a bit frustrated and KNEW that in this project calm was of utmost importance. I went to bed for an hour.
I carefully ripped out the other side of the zipper and it came free. I left both pieces attached at the top end to be sure that all would be fitted properly. Good thing as they were in differently on either side. I ended up having to re pin one whole side because I had it facing the wrong direction. Got it all well and truly sewed in place. Some of it is a bit grunge but it will last hopefully another 20 years.
Cleaned out the Cast Iron tub and replaced the water, washed the bike dirty from the few rains that we have had. Read a book and part of another washed the cycling clothes and got them dry on the line. Oh, the weather today was super. Tim Winton is a famous Fremantle area author. There is one book of his that I read a while back with a title something like, "The Eye, That Sky" About a kid that is going through life realizing that if no one else is watching that big all blue orb of the sky is. Reason that I bring this up is the Perth Sky is often just one big blue dome. . . . like the orb of the eye. It watches. There is seldom a cloud to be seen. Just absolutely clear blue. The only other place that I have ever seen such blueness is around Salida Colorado in the spring time. The air in both places is so clean and clear it is like a fresh washed . . . . . . . . . glass with no water marks. Just the clear blue as far as the eye can behold in any and all directions.
Tomorrow is Wesak Celebration. That is the. . . THE celebration of Buddhism. Celebrates the birth, Enlightenment, and death of the Buddha. Which being the master that he was he did all on a full moon in May.
Here are some great URL's
http://www.thaicongenvancouver.org/visakhabucha.htm
http://www.chiangmai-chiangrai.com/visakha_bucha_day.html
http://www.bswa.org
The last is the local Buddhist Society that I attend. On there you can hear our Abbot giving the latest talks on the Dhamma (word of the Buddha). Last night's talk was in my opinion one of the best that he has ever given. The Dalai Lama is due into Perth this Wednesday. Ajhan talked about the different factions of Buddhism. It is really worth taking the time to go on line and listen to this talk.
Well, enough for me. I am off to Wesak tomorrow to help out all day.
best wishes
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
It continues to amaze me as I observe life in this different lane. The difference is that after being self-employed for nearly 20 years of mostly working every weekend now they are free. Trouble is free to do what? I am not accustomed to having to find something to do on the weekend. That part was set. During the week I was always busy getting everything else ready for the work weekend.
Now there is work during the week, and blank for the weekend. Today I did a bike ride with friend George. Rode to his home and took off my Paniers. Then we rode around the river stopping at his home for a bite to eat, pick up the Paniers and go to Frematle to do some shopping. Got home to find a notice in the mail box that a package was waiting for me at the post office. I unloaded and took off. Some of the smaller post offices will be open for a few hours on Saturdays. YES. got my vitamin order. Came home, shower and started set up for a major project.
I have had this gore tex rain jacket for near 20 years. The zipper went this past week. This is my winter riding keep warm jacket. Gotta have that zipper. I stopped past the Spotlight (fabric store in OZ) and with the help of the attendent bought a red zipper of proper length, thread and a seam ripper.
After the shower I got out Jenny's sewing machine and started the project. I ripped out one seam but that half of the zipper was still attached. Felt a bit frustrated and KNEW that in this project calm was of utmost importance. I went to bed for an hour.
I carefully ripped out the other side of the zipper and it came free. I left both pieces attached at the top end to be sure that all would be fitted properly. Good thing as they were in differently on either side. I ended up having to re pin one whole side because I had it facing the wrong direction. Got it all well and truly sewed in place. Some of it is a bit grunge but it will last hopefully another 20 years.
Cleaned out the Cast Iron tub and replaced the water, washed the bike dirty from the few rains that we have had. Read a book and part of another washed the cycling clothes and got them dry on the line. Oh, the weather today was super. Tim Winton is a famous Fremantle area author. There is one book of his that I read a while back with a title something like, "The Eye, That Sky" About a kid that is going through life realizing that if no one else is watching that big all blue orb of the sky is. Reason that I bring this up is the Perth Sky is often just one big blue dome. . . . like the orb of the eye. It watches. There is seldom a cloud to be seen. Just absolutely clear blue. The only other place that I have ever seen such blueness is around Salida Colorado in the spring time. The air in both places is so clean and clear it is like a fresh washed . . . . . . . . . glass with no water marks. Just the clear blue as far as the eye can behold in any and all directions.
Tomorrow is Wesak Celebration. That is the. . . THE celebration of Buddhism. Celebrates the birth, Enlightenment, and death of the Buddha. Which being the master that he was he did all on a full moon in May.
Here are some great URL's
http://www.thaicongenvancouver.org/visakhabucha.htm
http://www.chiangmai-chiangrai.com/visakha_bucha_day.html
http://www.bswa.org
The last is the local Buddhist Society that I attend. On there you can hear our Abbot giving the latest talks on the Dhamma (word of the Buddha). Last night's talk was in my opinion one of the best that he has ever given. The Dalai Lama is due into Perth this Wednesday. Ajhan talked about the different factions of Buddhism. It is really worth taking the time to go on line and listen to this talk.
Well, enough for me. I am off to Wesak tomorrow to help out all day.
best wishes
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Wednesday, 30 May 2007
another blow
Hi Gene,
Have you shut the door on going? Or have you asked for what you want in a really clear way and let it go, trusting that the universe will provide... It is still possible!
Hello Jacque, And everyone else.
What can I tell you. My whole life has been one adventure after another. I decided at 19 to live my life as I went. At 19 there is no understanding of getting older and having a different set of issues to deal with. In many ways that was good as it allowed me to see and do many things that I probably would not have done.
I have always lived my life that the next great event is just around the corner. Now with, "The Secret" I realize that instead of having that next great event . . . "around the corner" I ought to manifest in 'NOW'.
Last September I had an Aurvedic Astralogy report done. I have known this fellow for about 4 years. He thanked me for coming when I did as Saturn was moving out of my chart. He said that I had had 30 years of hard yakka. Now that was all lifting and I would be free of Saturn for 17 years. He also said not to expect a rapid change in prosperity or relationships but that it would definitely be coming my way.
Well, being the positive creating fellow that I am I decided why wait. I changed my whole personal from White clothes with a long guru beard to nearly suit and tie. And it all worked fantastically. The next several shows all went really well. Conscious Living here. Brisbane, Every thing was just clicking along nicely.
Then I asked my wife for a separation. It was like throwing flame at a bunch of balloons. They burst. I burst. I have been in a dive ever since. Overall, that is the pattern of my life. Boom and bust. Never so much bust that I don't get going again. Always hoping that I will get "it" right the next time.
I have my dream board. I look at it daily. In exasperation to tell the truth. Right now my finances are worse off than any time since my arrival here in Australia. There is hope. The work is available that is for sure. If I just can stay at home and stay low I will have the bills paid off. I feel like a work hiding under a rock to keep away from the Kook a burra's. It is not my style. I can get in another housemate. I really like my quite evenings alone. It is a trade off. I am going to put out my massage flyers again and healing too.
Just to show you how off the mark that I am. I purchased tickets to go to a show in Adelaide this coming weekend on 20 December. Got a really great deal. Then while I was traveling over east I cancelled going to the show. Now I knew since near the end of March that I needed to cancel those tickets to have that money available for the next trip over east.
For what ever reason I just kept putting it off. I FINALLY got around to it this evening. I could only cancel half because it needs to be canceled 24 hours before flying and the out bound was for tomorrow. I lost $140. By the way I never won at Monopoly either.
I was feeling devastated Sunday night when I realized that I couldn't go to Thailand. Now this.
I watched a movie the other night. Cinderella Man. Based on a true story. A fighter makes a come back during the depression. The idea of that level of brokedness terrifies me. My sister had a picture of me when we were children at school. Kids being kids wallets were stolen by other kids playfully just to torment etc. Across my picture she had a newspaper cutout that said, Fragile. Well, I suspect that she was right. I suspect that she saw something in me that I still have not figured out about me. Of course the kids all teased the piss out of me. So, I learned to hide out from the tormentors. I learned how to be happy with me. Sometimes it even works.
I did a class while at Uni. It was to explore real life finances. We were given scenarios where we had a fixed income and many choices of housing, food, entertainment, cars to buy, etc. It was designed to show everyone how quickly and easily it is to get into debt. I worked out a strategy where if I stayed at home reading books, listening to the radio for entertainment and ate cheaply I would not go broke. DUH look at me now living out that dream.
My wife is out having another adventure on the Leeuwin (leeuwin.org) and I am writing of adventures driving a forklift. yehah );
Something isn't right in me. And I don't know how to change it. So, all I can do is keep on keepin on you know. There will be another boom. I will do my best as I have done in the past to save for the bust. Though the bust usually comes on gradually and I am flattened slowly running out of cash as I go.
I have no family here. Few friends and not enough people emailing me wondering what the heck I am up to. I hear so seldom from my family I may as well not have any. I received one email from my brother since I got here. I couldn't read it and asked for it to be in another format. Not another word.
We Shafers are a stand offish bunch. Sometimes that is good. Sometimes it doesn't feel so good.
Enough of my being on the stump whinging for tonight.
Per Thailand, I cannot justify it in any way. The learning curve of learning of me is well under way.
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Have you shut the door on going? Or have you asked for what you want in a really clear way and let it go, trusting that the universe will provide... It is still possible!
Hello Jacque, And everyone else.
What can I tell you. My whole life has been one adventure after another. I decided at 19 to live my life as I went. At 19 there is no understanding of getting older and having a different set of issues to deal with. In many ways that was good as it allowed me to see and do many things that I probably would not have done.
I have always lived my life that the next great event is just around the corner. Now with, "The Secret" I realize that instead of having that next great event . . . "around the corner" I ought to manifest in 'NOW'.
Last September I had an Aurvedic Astralogy report done. I have known this fellow for about 4 years. He thanked me for coming when I did as Saturn was moving out of my chart. He said that I had had 30 years of hard yakka. Now that was all lifting and I would be free of Saturn for 17 years. He also said not to expect a rapid change in prosperity or relationships but that it would definitely be coming my way.
Well, being the positive creating fellow that I am I decided why wait. I changed my whole personal from White clothes with a long guru beard to nearly suit and tie. And it all worked fantastically. The next several shows all went really well. Conscious Living here. Brisbane, Every thing was just clicking along nicely.
Then I asked my wife for a separation. It was like throwing flame at a bunch of balloons. They burst. I burst. I have been in a dive ever since. Overall, that is the pattern of my life. Boom and bust. Never so much bust that I don't get going again. Always hoping that I will get "it" right the next time.
I have my dream board. I look at it daily. In exasperation to tell the truth. Right now my finances are worse off than any time since my arrival here in Australia. There is hope. The work is available that is for sure. If I just can stay at home and stay low I will have the bills paid off. I feel like a work hiding under a rock to keep away from the Kook a burra's. It is not my style. I can get in another housemate. I really like my quite evenings alone. It is a trade off. I am going to put out my massage flyers again and healing too.
Just to show you how off the mark that I am. I purchased tickets to go to a show in Adelaide this coming weekend on 20 December. Got a really great deal. Then while I was traveling over east I cancelled going to the show. Now I knew since near the end of March that I needed to cancel those tickets to have that money available for the next trip over east.
For what ever reason I just kept putting it off. I FINALLY got around to it this evening. I could only cancel half because it needs to be canceled 24 hours before flying and the out bound was for tomorrow. I lost $140. By the way I never won at Monopoly either.
I was feeling devastated Sunday night when I realized that I couldn't go to Thailand. Now this.
I watched a movie the other night. Cinderella Man. Based on a true story. A fighter makes a come back during the depression. The idea of that level of brokedness terrifies me. My sister had a picture of me when we were children at school. Kids being kids wallets were stolen by other kids playfully just to torment etc. Across my picture she had a newspaper cutout that said, Fragile. Well, I suspect that she was right. I suspect that she saw something in me that I still have not figured out about me. Of course the kids all teased the piss out of me. So, I learned to hide out from the tormentors. I learned how to be happy with me. Sometimes it even works.
I did a class while at Uni. It was to explore real life finances. We were given scenarios where we had a fixed income and many choices of housing, food, entertainment, cars to buy, etc. It was designed to show everyone how quickly and easily it is to get into debt. I worked out a strategy where if I stayed at home reading books, listening to the radio for entertainment and ate cheaply I would not go broke. DUH look at me now living out that dream.
My wife is out having another adventure on the Leeuwin (leeuwin.org) and I am writing of adventures driving a forklift. yehah );
Something isn't right in me. And I don't know how to change it. So, all I can do is keep on keepin on you know. There will be another boom. I will do my best as I have done in the past to save for the bust. Though the bust usually comes on gradually and I am flattened slowly running out of cash as I go.
I have no family here. Few friends and not enough people emailing me wondering what the heck I am up to. I hear so seldom from my family I may as well not have any. I received one email from my brother since I got here. I couldn't read it and asked for it to be in another format. Not another word.
We Shafers are a stand offish bunch. Sometimes that is good. Sometimes it doesn't feel so good.
Enough of my being on the stump whinging for tonight.
Per Thailand, I cannot justify it in any way. The learning curve of learning of me is well under way.
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Bigger than a bus
Hello Everyone,
Ever felt excited and scared at the same time? The boss saw me today and told me he had a project for me in about 10 minutes. 1/2 hour later he finally called for me to meet him at the "Big Door". I drove up and there stood the SMV forklift. This is the forklift used to move the containers around. There are two sizes of containers. 20 FT and 40 FT. We load 20' containers with 20 metric Tons. The 40' containers vary between 22 ton or 24 ton.
I had to get a Forklift drivers license when I arrived here in Australia. They were not needed in the states when I left. I was a bit shocked, but got this National tested Forklift license. Found out after I started work that the National part was advertising only. New rules now applied and I needed to get a new license complete with testing etc. Now it so happens that of the 6 forklift drivers working where I work only 1 had gotten his through the proper licensing agency and didn't need to retake the test. All the rest of them do as I do. The boss has set up 9 June as our test day. Since we are all exprienced drivers it will be a half day course. And, we will all be certified to drive the SMV.
Now how big is BIG? When sitting on the seat my visual is about 4 meters up. The boxes are near 3 meters tall. So, when one is lifted off the ground to be put onto a truck or moved about you need to lift is above my visual sight so that I can see where I am going. That means that the bottom of the container needs to be at least 4.5 - 5 meters off the ground.
Now anyone that has ever driven a forklift knows that the higher the load the more tippy the forklift. And they do turn over. The SMV has duals on the front that stand shoulder height to me. I am 6'5" tall. I am guessing that it is not quite 20' wide and about that long and can lift about 37 metric tons. Safety says that we reverse as often as possible. This is very important because of traffic in and around the yard. Say that you have a 40' container that is full 5 meters off the ground and you are driving forward at 5 kph when some body pulls out in front of you? You slam on the brakes right? Trouble is that with that weight in the air the tires stop but not the forward momentum of the load. Remember, "object in motion tends to stay in motion". Just last week some other company just received a brand new SMV and did just that and put the forklift over on its nose. OUCH!
Now, all controls for the boom are from a joy stick. Forward/backward Tilt in/out then there are 6 buttons on the top. The yellow ones slide the grabber part left/right The greens and reds do basically the same thing in different ways. They rotate the horizontal pitch of the grabber. Say that you have approached the container and you realize that the left side needs to come back toward you about 3 inches. You press one of the buttons and the whole things sort of shimmies that 3 inches back where it needs to be. The 2 on the left work mostly the left and the 2 on the right do that side. Then once the grabber is in position and setting on the container there is a separate switch that swivels a locking mechinism to keep the container connected to the grabber. there is another switch to move the boom width from 20' to 40'. It is absolutely necessary to do all boom work with the forklift in neutral. Margins are so narrow and if you press the accelerator pedal to get faster lift the truck that you are loading onto might get run over.
I was chilly when I started. I was sweating when I finished. It was a hoot. I get more practice before getting tested.
Hope sombody enjoys all this.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Ever felt excited and scared at the same time? The boss saw me today and told me he had a project for me in about 10 minutes. 1/2 hour later he finally called for me to meet him at the "Big Door". I drove up and there stood the SMV forklift. This is the forklift used to move the containers around. There are two sizes of containers. 20 FT and 40 FT. We load 20' containers with 20 metric Tons. The 40' containers vary between 22 ton or 24 ton.
I had to get a Forklift drivers license when I arrived here in Australia. They were not needed in the states when I left. I was a bit shocked, but got this National tested Forklift license. Found out after I started work that the National part was advertising only. New rules now applied and I needed to get a new license complete with testing etc. Now it so happens that of the 6 forklift drivers working where I work only 1 had gotten his through the proper licensing agency and didn't need to retake the test. All the rest of them do as I do. The boss has set up 9 June as our test day. Since we are all exprienced drivers it will be a half day course. And, we will all be certified to drive the SMV.
Now how big is BIG? When sitting on the seat my visual is about 4 meters up. The boxes are near 3 meters tall. So, when one is lifted off the ground to be put onto a truck or moved about you need to lift is above my visual sight so that I can see where I am going. That means that the bottom of the container needs to be at least 4.5 - 5 meters off the ground.
Now anyone that has ever driven a forklift knows that the higher the load the more tippy the forklift. And they do turn over. The SMV has duals on the front that stand shoulder height to me. I am 6'5" tall. I am guessing that it is not quite 20' wide and about that long and can lift about 37 metric tons. Safety says that we reverse as often as possible. This is very important because of traffic in and around the yard. Say that you have a 40' container that is full 5 meters off the ground and you are driving forward at 5 kph when some body pulls out in front of you? You slam on the brakes right? Trouble is that with that weight in the air the tires stop but not the forward momentum of the load. Remember, "object in motion tends to stay in motion". Just last week some other company just received a brand new SMV and did just that and put the forklift over on its nose. OUCH!
Now, all controls for the boom are from a joy stick. Forward/backward Tilt in/out then there are 6 buttons on the top. The yellow ones slide the grabber part left/right The greens and reds do basically the same thing in different ways. They rotate the horizontal pitch of the grabber. Say that you have approached the container and you realize that the left side needs to come back toward you about 3 inches. You press one of the buttons and the whole things sort of shimmies that 3 inches back where it needs to be. The 2 on the left work mostly the left and the 2 on the right do that side. Then once the grabber is in position and setting on the container there is a separate switch that swivels a locking mechinism to keep the container connected to the grabber. there is another switch to move the boom width from 20' to 40'. It is absolutely necessary to do all boom work with the forklift in neutral. Margins are so narrow and if you press the accelerator pedal to get faster lift the truck that you are loading onto might get run over.
I was chilly when I started. I was sweating when I finished. It was a hoot. I get more practice before getting tested.
Hope sombody enjoys all this.
peace
gene
may you all be well and happy
Monday, 28 May 2007
Reality Check
Hello Everyone,
Got an email from my Nephew Steve a few days ago. Seems that all systems are go for his marriage to a Thai woman in late June or early July. I got all excited and started making plans to go. A few more emails and I had the town name. Then a run up to the Buddhist Temple to see a fellow that I knew there that was from Thailand. Sompop is young intelligent, fun and an owner of a Pizza Hut. He leads the lay Buddhists on Sunday Morning Dana in our chants. He knew the reagion that Steve was talking about. He asked good questions that I shot back to Steve.
I searched on Google and found maps of the area and learned that another greatness was that Roi Et, was close to Ubon where the International Buddhist Wat is located. Best flight is with (uh change that to cheapest) Tiger Airways. Flies through Singapore to Ubon for around $750 return. Not knowing the exact date is unsettling as I like to purchase tickets far in advance to save some dollars.
Then late on Sunday evening the reality check hit into place. The only way that I could do this trip would be mad dash up and back in a week or less and I would also lose a weeks pay. I started looking at the reality of my finances which have been in the basement for months. I have just quit the NewStart program which was putting $500 every two weeks into my finances. I have just had the room mate move out which was putting in $420 per month. So that is less $1400 a month and a loss of another $750 for a weeks work with a thinning balance, YIKES. So, sad as it is I just cannot go to Thailand for this wedding. Bugger!
Sorry Steve. No family with you at this important time.
I won't say that this has depressed me today, yet I certainly have not been my old cheerful self. Life as a forklift driver came home today you might say. A forklift driver working through a hire company. No insurance, no vacations, no support. I get sick, I am out of money, boom. Funny thing that idea of working for someone to get ahead. Works fine till you get that good old statement, "you are fired". Yet, I have not been able to really successfully make it as self-employed either. So what do I do? Well, for now with my back against the wall I keep working, carefully, steadily, sensibly.
I remember doing a reality course in Uni way back when. It was to do with here is your income. Here are your choices. It was set up for everyone to go into debt really fast. Me, I choose the starvation route of staying at home, listening to the radio and reading books for weeks on end. Funny those choices that we make as a project as a child or young person and then they come true.
I have taken many workshops on breaking the cycle of poorness. I have the skills. It is sort of like having a really fantastic super dooper lawnmore without any gas. Tools only work when all the ingrediants are present.
Well, enough for tonight.
peace
may you all be well and happy
gene
Got an email from my Nephew Steve a few days ago. Seems that all systems are go for his marriage to a Thai woman in late June or early July. I got all excited and started making plans to go. A few more emails and I had the town name. Then a run up to the Buddhist Temple to see a fellow that I knew there that was from Thailand. Sompop is young intelligent, fun and an owner of a Pizza Hut. He leads the lay Buddhists on Sunday Morning Dana in our chants. He knew the reagion that Steve was talking about. He asked good questions that I shot back to Steve.
I searched on Google and found maps of the area and learned that another greatness was that Roi Et, was close to Ubon where the International Buddhist Wat is located. Best flight is with (uh change that to cheapest) Tiger Airways. Flies through Singapore to Ubon for around $750 return. Not knowing the exact date is unsettling as I like to purchase tickets far in advance to save some dollars.
Then late on Sunday evening the reality check hit into place. The only way that I could do this trip would be mad dash up and back in a week or less and I would also lose a weeks pay. I started looking at the reality of my finances which have been in the basement for months. I have just quit the NewStart program which was putting $500 every two weeks into my finances. I have just had the room mate move out which was putting in $420 per month. So that is less $1400 a month and a loss of another $750 for a weeks work with a thinning balance, YIKES. So, sad as it is I just cannot go to Thailand for this wedding. Bugger!
Sorry Steve. No family with you at this important time.
I won't say that this has depressed me today, yet I certainly have not been my old cheerful self. Life as a forklift driver came home today you might say. A forklift driver working through a hire company. No insurance, no vacations, no support. I get sick, I am out of money, boom. Funny thing that idea of working for someone to get ahead. Works fine till you get that good old statement, "you are fired". Yet, I have not been able to really successfully make it as self-employed either. So what do I do? Well, for now with my back against the wall I keep working, carefully, steadily, sensibly.
I remember doing a reality course in Uni way back when. It was to do with here is your income. Here are your choices. It was set up for everyone to go into debt really fast. Me, I choose the starvation route of staying at home, listening to the radio and reading books for weeks on end. Funny those choices that we make as a project as a child or young person and then they come true.
I have taken many workshops on breaking the cycle of poorness. I have the skills. It is sort of like having a really fantastic super dooper lawnmore without any gas. Tools only work when all the ingrediants are present.
Well, enough for tonight.
peace
may you all be well and happy
gene
Saturday, 26 May 2007
Wet weather riding
Hello everyone. I am finding my mind interesting as I watch it observing every day life and wondering who thinks about what I am thinking about as I am think what I am thinking.
Rode early this AM with friend George. We are in the midst of a storm front with a few dry patches. Seems most of the time that we ride in winter the weather holds till George splits off to his home. Not so this trip. I rode to our meeting spot through damp to very wet roads and was partially dampened before arriving. It has been very nice weather temperature this week after Tues .5C Mostly in 13-17C morning temperatures. NICE. Yet with the chance of getting wet, I decided to put on all the wet weather gear JIC. George and I had ridden about 5 K when I was just too hot. So I stopped and removed the GoreTex rain jacket I was wearing. Then at about another 5 K of course it started to rain. I tried to ride and put it on and finally decided to stop and do it right. After it poured for about 5 minutes George finally decided to put his jacket on.
We were riding with the wind. Interesting sensation to be riding with the wind as the only rain that you get on your body is rain splash or what falls on your back. But, then I started to feel the accumulation of the water in my tights. It was seeping down my warm legs chilling me as it traveled. I lost the sensation around my ankles because they were too cold. But then as the water oozed past my ankle through the wool socks and under the cold weather bootie I could feel the advance of the front as it soaked its way under my nice warm arch of my foot. Soon I could feel the squelch of at each pedal stroke as my shoe filled with water. Too soon all I could sense of my toes was all abiding coldness.
We stopped for coffee at the turning point in our ride where we would be heading back into the wind. The rest and the coffee would give us fuel for a fast bit of riding up along the freeway we hoped. We sat outside in a wind break area too wet to allow ourselves the comfort of the warm enclosure of the coffee shop. When I took my gloves off and threw them down they landed with a wet splat. I decided against taking any other layers off as I wished to keep them as warm as possible before the take off into the head wind.
1/2 hour later coffee and conversations over off we went. It had poured again while we enjoyed the rest. Surprize but the head wind wasn't there. Hmmmm that means that the wind has already turned into coming from the southwest which means I have a SERIOUS head wind heading home from George's home. The ride up the free way was easy. And on to George's too. Neither of us felt like putting much effort into this wet ride.
I remember one fellow passing us in a group and hollering out, "miserable weather!" I hollered back, " it is not miserable at all, it is just wet." Heck if he didn't like the weather he could have stayed at home in bed eh? Heck (2) he washes his bike, he washes his clothes, he washes himself so what is the difference of riding in the rain a bit?
I did go to last night's party. It was interesting. Sufi Spinning. then a group circle doing Sufi Chanting and dancing. I didn't participate. Exhausted I observed from the sidelines. I actually sat and meditated for 1 1/2 hour then went home. It was fun. I will return next month. I will sleep for a couple of hours first and perhaps go later. I know that I need to learn how to mix with people. I have lost the knack. one on one, no worries. One on 50, I hide.
Gotta go get ready for a client coming by for a healing. Check it out at www.spirituallyguidedhealing.com
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Rode early this AM with friend George. We are in the midst of a storm front with a few dry patches. Seems most of the time that we ride in winter the weather holds till George splits off to his home. Not so this trip. I rode to our meeting spot through damp to very wet roads and was partially dampened before arriving. It has been very nice weather temperature this week after Tues .5C Mostly in 13-17C morning temperatures. NICE. Yet with the chance of getting wet, I decided to put on all the wet weather gear JIC. George and I had ridden about 5 K when I was just too hot. So I stopped and removed the GoreTex rain jacket I was wearing. Then at about another 5 K of course it started to rain. I tried to ride and put it on and finally decided to stop and do it right. After it poured for about 5 minutes George finally decided to put his jacket on.
We were riding with the wind. Interesting sensation to be riding with the wind as the only rain that you get on your body is rain splash or what falls on your back. But, then I started to feel the accumulation of the water in my tights. It was seeping down my warm legs chilling me as it traveled. I lost the sensation around my ankles because they were too cold. But then as the water oozed past my ankle through the wool socks and under the cold weather bootie I could feel the advance of the front as it soaked its way under my nice warm arch of my foot. Soon I could feel the squelch of at each pedal stroke as my shoe filled with water. Too soon all I could sense of my toes was all abiding coldness.
We stopped for coffee at the turning point in our ride where we would be heading back into the wind. The rest and the coffee would give us fuel for a fast bit of riding up along the freeway we hoped. We sat outside in a wind break area too wet to allow ourselves the comfort of the warm enclosure of the coffee shop. When I took my gloves off and threw them down they landed with a wet splat. I decided against taking any other layers off as I wished to keep them as warm as possible before the take off into the head wind.
1/2 hour later coffee and conversations over off we went. It had poured again while we enjoyed the rest. Surprize but the head wind wasn't there. Hmmmm that means that the wind has already turned into coming from the southwest which means I have a SERIOUS head wind heading home from George's home. The ride up the free way was easy. And on to George's too. Neither of us felt like putting much effort into this wet ride.
I remember one fellow passing us in a group and hollering out, "miserable weather!" I hollered back, " it is not miserable at all, it is just wet." Heck if he didn't like the weather he could have stayed at home in bed eh? Heck (2) he washes his bike, he washes his clothes, he washes himself so what is the difference of riding in the rain a bit?
I did go to last night's party. It was interesting. Sufi Spinning. then a group circle doing Sufi Chanting and dancing. I didn't participate. Exhausted I observed from the sidelines. I actually sat and meditated for 1 1/2 hour then went home. It was fun. I will return next month. I will sleep for a couple of hours first and perhaps go later. I know that I need to learn how to mix with people. I have lost the knack. one on one, no worries. One on 50, I hide.
Gotta go get ready for a client coming by for a healing. Check it out at www.spirituallyguidedhealing.com
peace
gene
may you be well and happy
Thursday, 24 May 2007
A visitor
Hello everyone,
An old house mate showed up this evening after dark. I get the typical knock on the door and am fortunate that the place has an automatic movement sensor to turn on the light. And a window to look see who it is. SrI Lankan Lloyd. Just stopped by to say hello and see how I was doing living alone. GREAT! No one under foot. I can run around naked when and where I want. Drop clothes everywhere leave the kitchen dirty all my mess for me to clean up when I want.
Made me realize something. I really enjoy living alone. There are times when it would be nice to have someone around to share many things with. Like on a cold night having someone to snuggle with. And better yet someone to snuggle ha ha ha. Might have to buy one of those full length sleep pillows as there are no women in sight. The other thing that I realized is that I enjoy being me. I love me. As I am. I have no one's standards to live up to. Just my own. Mostly the house is kept neat and tidy at all times. As if I was expecting guests. Comes from living in the Bus for so many years. If I didn't return everything used immediately after the use I couldn't find it and the place became chaos. Tis easier to maintain than to clean etc.
And I like my surrounds quiet. Most often I don't even play any music when I am alone. Just the click clack of the keys of the keyboard and what ever outside noise might leak in. Just now a police siren and a car driving by and that is it. Oh, and the whine of an battery clock, the squeak of the chair as I move. This after a day of full tilt forklift driving is very nice. Some of the lads at work have their radios turned up so loud that they have to turn them down to hold a conversation on our walkie-talkies. And the engine noise and steel upon steel of the forks hitting things. The crunch of the occasional pallet smashing or the screech of the pushed pallet scratching its way along the concrete floor. NOISE everywhere. Oh and this one driver comes in honking his horn like there are ducks and geese everywhere that he needs to chase off every 50 feet.
Arrrrgh noise gets to me. Always has. I like the solemn sound of my own movement. Hmmmm does the tree that falls in the middle of the desert make any noise? Perhaps only to its own self to be heard?
On the other hand there is the possibility that I am being alone too much. I am becoming so happy alone that I am next to being a hermit. Tomorrow though I am off to a party, "The Galactic Heart Light Club" Connecting to Source. Sacred and Inspired Dance Music from around the Planet in a Club atmosphere. Arrragh. Don't have a clue what to wear. Casual sure that I know. How warm is it going to be? Do I wear a sweater or or or or or or? Well, the me that I am can be happy wherever I am. So, if I am wrongly dressed, over dressed, weirdly dressed I will sit and enjoy the music. If I just happen to be able through the din be able to hold a conversation with someone then it will be a bonus. More on that event later of course.
I realize that I might set myself up to dim expectations by calling it all a "din". Yet, my hearing is changing due to all that youthful extravagance of tools, guns, music and what ever else. Now my ability to hear conversation over noise is almost impossible. Also, since I never had kids to train my ears to hear noise selectively I have difficulty understanding "shout". The guys at work are good for this. Lean off of a roaring forklift yelling to someone going the opposite direction a 10 diget number and be expected to know what was said and where to store it too. Yeah Right!
Did a distant healing last night. Called the fellow this evening. he has had many healings and though he had no expectations was almost happy that when he got up from the bed he was in agony. Processing you see. He told his wife that he felt like he had just had real with the knife surgery, yehah!!! We will see how it goes for him over the next few days.
Well, enough. I have attempted to put up a picture on the Blog. It just didn't work like the help said it would. It didn't load. Just waited and waited and waited. Nothing ever happened.
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
An old house mate showed up this evening after dark. I get the typical knock on the door and am fortunate that the place has an automatic movement sensor to turn on the light. And a window to look see who it is. SrI Lankan Lloyd. Just stopped by to say hello and see how I was doing living alone. GREAT! No one under foot. I can run around naked when and where I want. Drop clothes everywhere leave the kitchen dirty all my mess for me to clean up when I want.
Made me realize something. I really enjoy living alone. There are times when it would be nice to have someone around to share many things with. Like on a cold night having someone to snuggle with. And better yet someone to snuggle ha ha ha. Might have to buy one of those full length sleep pillows as there are no women in sight. The other thing that I realized is that I enjoy being me. I love me. As I am. I have no one's standards to live up to. Just my own. Mostly the house is kept neat and tidy at all times. As if I was expecting guests. Comes from living in the Bus for so many years. If I didn't return everything used immediately after the use I couldn't find it and the place became chaos. Tis easier to maintain than to clean etc.
And I like my surrounds quiet. Most often I don't even play any music when I am alone. Just the click clack of the keys of the keyboard and what ever outside noise might leak in. Just now a police siren and a car driving by and that is it. Oh, and the whine of an battery clock, the squeak of the chair as I move. This after a day of full tilt forklift driving is very nice. Some of the lads at work have their radios turned up so loud that they have to turn them down to hold a conversation on our walkie-talkies. And the engine noise and steel upon steel of the forks hitting things. The crunch of the occasional pallet smashing or the screech of the pushed pallet scratching its way along the concrete floor. NOISE everywhere. Oh and this one driver comes in honking his horn like there are ducks and geese everywhere that he needs to chase off every 50 feet.
Arrrrgh noise gets to me. Always has. I like the solemn sound of my own movement. Hmmmm does the tree that falls in the middle of the desert make any noise? Perhaps only to its own self to be heard?
On the other hand there is the possibility that I am being alone too much. I am becoming so happy alone that I am next to being a hermit. Tomorrow though I am off to a party, "The Galactic Heart Light Club" Connecting to Source. Sacred and Inspired Dance Music from around the Planet in a Club atmosphere. Arrragh. Don't have a clue what to wear. Casual sure that I know. How warm is it going to be? Do I wear a sweater or or or or or or? Well, the me that I am can be happy wherever I am. So, if I am wrongly dressed, over dressed, weirdly dressed I will sit and enjoy the music. If I just happen to be able through the din be able to hold a conversation with someone then it will be a bonus. More on that event later of course.
I realize that I might set myself up to dim expectations by calling it all a "din". Yet, my hearing is changing due to all that youthful extravagance of tools, guns, music and what ever else. Now my ability to hear conversation over noise is almost impossible. Also, since I never had kids to train my ears to hear noise selectively I have difficulty understanding "shout". The guys at work are good for this. Lean off of a roaring forklift yelling to someone going the opposite direction a 10 diget number and be expected to know what was said and where to store it too. Yeah Right!
Did a distant healing last night. Called the fellow this evening. he has had many healings and though he had no expectations was almost happy that when he got up from the bed he was in agony. Processing you see. He told his wife that he felt like he had just had real with the knife surgery, yehah!!! We will see how it goes for him over the next few days.
Well, enough. I have attempted to put up a picture on the Blog. It just didn't work like the help said it would. It didn't load. Just waited and waited and waited. Nothing ever happened.
Peace
gene
may you be well and happy
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