Tonight’s post is a plea from the heart to my family and those who are close to me. When problems arise between two people, there are always two sides to the argument, nothing is black and white, and one side’s view will never coincide with the other’s. So as an onlooker, please take a pace backwards and try, as far as humanly possible, to see the situation from both sides with a quiet, but understanding sadness.
Matrimonial disputes are always messy. Once the lawyers get involved, it is almost impossible to resolve things in an amicable way, because that’s not in the lawyers financial interest. They will advise their client to get as much out of the situation as possible, often with little or no concern for the heartache they may be causing in so doing.
My position, and I will state it clearly here, is that I am here for either side. I admit that, for me, blood is thicker than water, but that doesn’t mean that I am blinkered to the pains of my non-blood relatives involved. I will speak my mind to anyone who seeks my counsel, though, I admit, that particular queue may be very short indeed.
But having been through more divorce proceedings than is good for one person, at least I know the emotions and feelings that those concerned are battling with right now. It is a horrible set of circumstances to go through, but it can be made easier for all concerned if only those driving the process show a little wisdom, courage and particularly, compassion.
It is a well documented fact that Pakistan is a very active area for the organisation and training of al-Qaeda terrorists. On the southern border of Afghanistan it is perfectly placed to allow it to be used as a base for the insurgents’ attacks. It also appears that the Pakistani government is prepared, if not to aid, to turn a blind eye to the training camps. It was not really a huge surprise that Osama Bin Laden was finally trapped in a compound in Abbotabad in north west Pakistan.
Out on the bike again, I started to see things that related to the weight issue we discussed yesterday. The contrast between the other cyclists, the runners and skaters, and those folks tucked in their beach huts, was amazing.
This lifetime will never come again, it is precious and irreplaceable. To live without regret, we must have a concrete purpose, continually setting goals and challenges for ourselves. But setting these challenges will achieve nothing unless we keep moving towards those specific targets steadily and tenaciously, one step at a time.
I’ve been listening with interest to the news regarding the government plans to stem the growing number of obese people, particularly children. There are ideas regarding emulating the Scandinavian ‘Fat Tax’ idea, where fattening foods would be taxed at a higher rate than less fattening foods, discouraging people from buying them. There are also plans to involve the food manufacturers, suggesting that they reduce the fat content, or even the size of packaged foodstuff portions.
Listening to the reports this morning of 
Each day brings us joys and challenges, each of which have the ability to alter our life-state in some manner. Joys tend to raise our life-state, challenges may lower it if we let them, and there lies the conundrum. We need to be vigilant, to observe our life-state from moment to moment, but in doing so, we affect that life-state.
The true victors in life are those who, having endured repeated challenges and setbacks, have sent the roots of their spiritual being to such a depth, that nothing can ever shake them loose.
A life lived without purpose or value, the kind in which one doesn’t know the reason why one was born, is joyless and lacklustre. To just live, eat and die without any real sense of purpose, surely represents a life pervaded by the life-state of Animality, that of animals.
No this isn’t a post about the motto of the Boy Scout organisation, it’s about being ready to face whatever life may throw at you. Many things happen to us in life. There are joyous days and times of suffering. Sometimes unpleasant things happen, but this is really what makes life so interesting. The dramas we encounter are part and parcel of being human.
The Search For Enlightenment 
Recents Comments