Wednesday 27 April 2011

Really really not distraction

Try this test -

http://www.freemosquitoringtones.org/hearing_test/


Visit a geriatric home soon, in 20-30 years you'll hearing as bad as them!

The highest frequency you can hear is: 14khz
Check your hearing, download the Silent Ringtones and find out how old your ears realy are!

It seems that I am hearing above the range for my age which is strange as I thought I was rather more deaf than apparently I am. Good!
I have certainbly noticed a decrease in my level of hearing.
Interesting
Bliss
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and to keep this in the zone of study (loosely but relevantly) - perhaps this is genetic coding but combined with lifestyle and the environment within which I have put myself. So in other words someone could have lived exactly the same way I have and been exposed to noise levels as I have and hear better or worse according to their genetic structure.

Prejudice - loving and embracing differences



There’s a story in Glasgow about an old man who had a heart attack in Sauchiehall St and collapsed in the middle of a crowd of shoppers. A policeman ran over and bent down to hear the old man say, ‘I need a priest.’ The policeman stood up and asked the crowd if there was a Roman Catholic priest in the vicinity who could administer the last rites. There was no response until a wee man stepped forward and said, “I think I can help. I’m a protestant but for the last forty years I’ve lived next to St Theresa’s Parish Hall. I think I know what he’ll want to hear. So he bent down and put his mouth to the dying man’s ears and said ever so softly,

‘Two fat ladies, 88
Unlucky for some, number 13’”.

Now that is, of course, a joke. But I’m afraid that for some people in the West of Scotland who claim to be protestants, bingo numbers may be as much as they know about Roman Catholicism. It’s certainly not much more than I knew for the first half of my life, having grown up in a neighbourhood where the wisdom on the streets was that if you were a bad boy, the nuns would come and tuck you under their black cloaks and lock you up in the Nazareth House.

Last week this programme among others discussed the latest evidence of sectarianism in the city as bombs were sent to prominent people associated with Celtic football club. It led to 1000 extra police officers being deployed on Easter Day at and after the old firm game at Ibrox Park.

Fortunately there was no outburst of antagonism, but that doesn’t mean to say that sectarianism has been eradicated by dint of either policing or the resurrection of Jesus. It will smoulder on and flare up on another occasion. And there’s no short term solution. Were that the case, then the tribal violence in places as diverse as Northern Ireland and the Sudan would have been eradicated years ago.

All people caught up in sectarian struggles have one thing in common - the sometimes arrogant assertion that ‘I am not like him. We are not like them’. ‘Negative self-image’ is the technical term given to this phenomenon. But how do you change it?

Some people would claim that sectarianism begins to dissipate when rival groups sit down and recognise what they have in common. I don’t dismiss that, but such genial conversation doesn’t necessarily eradicate the negative self image which claims ‘I am not a protestant. I am not a catholic. I am not a Jew. I am not whatever...’

Instead of an obsession with the self which sees others as a threat, there has to be something much more liberating - a cherishing or love of the self which Jesus regarded as the prerequisite for loving the very different neighbour.
There’s a story in Glasgow about an old man who had a heart attack in Sauchiehall St and collapsed in the middle of a crowd of shoppers. A policeman ran over and bent down to hear the old man say, ‘I need a priest.’ The policeman stood up and asked the crowd if there was a Roman Catholic priest in the vicinity who could administer the last rites. There was no response until a wee man stepped forward and said, “I think I can help. I’m a protestant but for the last forty years I’ve lived next to St Theresa’s Parish Hall. I think I know what he’ll want to hear. So he bent down and put his mouth to the dying man’s ears and said ever so softly,

‘Two fat ladies, 88
Unlucky for some, number 13’”.

Now that is, of course, a joke. But I’m afraid that for some people in the West of Scotland who claim to be protestants, bingo numbers may be as much as they know about Roman Catholicism. It’s certainly not much more than I knew for the first half of my life, having grown up in a neighbourhood where the wisdom on the streets was that if you were a bad boy, the nuns would come and tuck you under their black cloaks and lock you up in the Nazareth House.

Last week this programme among others discussed the latest evidence of sectarianism in the city as bombs were sent to prominent people associated with Celtic football club. It led to 1000 extra police officers being deployed on Easter Day at and after the old firm game at Ibrox Park.

Fortunately there was no outburst of antagonism, but that doesn’t mean to say that sectarianism has been eradicated by dint of either policing or the resurrection of Jesus. It will smoulder on and flare up on another occasion. And there’s no short term solution. Were that the case, then the tribal violence in places as diverse as Northern Ireland and the Sudan would have been eradicated years ago.

All people caught up in sectarian struggles have one thing in common - the sometimes arrogant assertion that ‘I am not like him. We are not like them’. ‘Negative self-image’ is the technical term given to this phenomenon. But how do you change it?

Some people would claim that sectarianism begins to dissipate when rival groups sit down and recognise what they have in common. I don’t dismiss that, but such genial conversation doesn’t necessarily eradicate the negative self image which claims ‘I am not a protestant. I am not a catholic. I am not a Jew. I am not whatever...’

Instead of an obsession with the self which sees others as a threat, there has to be something much more liberating - a cherishing or love of the self which Jesus regarded as the prerequisite for loving the very different neighbour.


It really reflects my strong observation of how differences are maintained and used to aggravate. I spoke with a friend some time ago now about the similarities between belief systems, religions, and how the fundamentals seem to me to be the same. I also include my very personal knowledge of the 12 step fellowships and other "systems" is based on my meagre explorations. I have glanced at Buddhism, Hindi beliefs, Islam, Catholicism, the Anglian Church and Methodists and other Christian beliefs, Kabbalism etc etc etc - you get the general drift. Of course I haven't been deeply involved in any but skirted on the outskirts.
But my observation in all is a means to explore ones own spiritual principles, to be the best a person can be and love and cherish others. Whenever I have commented on the similarities to those that are very much involved I have been very surprised at the vehement response of DIFFERENCE!
Of course this to me sustains and further breeds the hostility between rather than embracing the love between .....
It seems so un-spiritual ironically. And yet the firm believers seem to convey their high spirituality. So conflicting to me. I do not claim they are wrong because otherwise I am doing the same thing. Just inquisitive really. Like a dog tilting it's head as if desperately trying to understand and hear that one things will make everything brilliantly, crystal clear!
So I will be gentle in my thoughts about them and not critical and develop resentments. I think it is good to be curious and try and understand. It is also good that I have my own thoughts on such matters.
I would like to try and embrace the similarities and be open to the differences as a means to learn and grow. This is a principle to embrace and practice be cause I also have to accept that I am human and forget.
Good to be reminded.

Thank you Universe

Bliss
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ps a sign of a serenity within me today - I am delighted, grateful and will cherish this moment


Yuch but got to be posted

Oh I can't apparently I cannot post pdf files.
Hmph - there must be a way ...? To be worked upon then

Bliss
XX

I am more in sync with teh Universe today perhaps

In life, Bliss, you can only ever be scared, when you believe in limits.
You can only ever feel lonely, when you stop doing things.
You can only ever become bored, when you no longer follow your heart.
And you can only ever get overwhelmed, when you think the illusions are real.
Whew! Who knew it could be so easy to get back on track?
    The Universe

Why is it that some people seem to think because I am feeling so low that I don't know ANYTHING? People are trying to be helpful and get me out of where I am, I know and I love them for it. But then some seem to start telling me as if I don't know. It makes me chuckle really. I do get irritated at first but observing this and I I find it funny. I guess I probably do it as well. I mean give out pearls of wisdom in the hope that it will make a change. I am flitting between depression and mania. I think a lot of it is hormonal and then this is magnifying issues that have arisen from the past, especially with recent events with my dad and also contributed to by the re-traumatising following the relationship I was in.
I continue to practice spiritual principles and attend meetings, meditation, appointments with the supposed professionals, talking with loving friends, letting go of harmful behaviours etc etc.
The easiest encounters are when people acknowledge and allow me to be how I am and who I am. No advice, suggestions are helpful when people can see things I am definitely not doing or need to stop. But those that assume I suddenly don't know anything - well I just have to work harder at accepting them as they are, loving them for being so giving in their way. I listen though just in case they say something new tat might be useful and helpful.

The message from the Universe seems to be very much in tune with how I am. I have felt it's been a more of a collision, the Universe not evening accepting or acknowledging how things can be sometimes. Like depression is something I bring on myself and just change it. This is real chemical depression and not limited by circumstances.
I am more acceptant. My fear now is that I am still not able to work. Thank goodness they are paying me. For the time being anyway.

OK off to do some studying now for 2 hours

Bliss
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