Speaker, Coach, Blogger

The flow of life

“Wisdom tends to grow in proportion to one's awareness of one's ignorance.”

Anthony de Mello, One Minute Wisdom


I voted at 7am together with my wife and eldest daughter. It was bizarre that we had to use a pencil. I suppose that means if the vote is a narrow one, someone can get out a new HB pencil and a rubber and add a few changes -- ha, bloody ha.


Oh sorry, I’m in. In fact, I consider myself as much European as I do British. Actually, that’s not true. I am just me -- warts and all -- and applying a label is neither conducive nor helpful to community living. That’s not to say I don’t have a sense of identity but I refuse to be identified by a flag anymore than I do my native tongue. (Let’s face it the world is a very small place, and in case we’ve forgotten, we no longer, if ever we did, rule the world.)


I was as usual up early: 5am. I read The Catcher in the Rye, wrote my morning pages (see The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron) and a few pages of New Seeds of Contemplation. If nothing else, I feel it sets me up for the day now, as opposed to another hour or two sat at the computer. (I’ve managed to stick to this habit for two weeks and I can’t see me changing things unless I need to write more in the mornings.)


I’m at work -- as if you didn’t know -- and have done the usual roundup of media -- to be honest it was pretty perfunctory, not least because it was all pretty dull. I’m sure things will be different tomorrow once we know the outcome of the Referendum.


I’m off again tonight supporting my daughter ‘H’. She’s riding a local time trial (TT). Next year perhaps she’ll be good enough to ride the national TT which is also on today. I see there’s been some strong words by Dani King, as once again she’s been overlooked for the Olympics. I don’t know why, but it’s clearly a case of her face not fitting. I mean to potentially take an athlete who’s been out of competition for so long alongside someone who’s been hitting the roads at the highest level for these past few years looks more than stupid.


Over the next few weeks we’ll be packing to move on 8 July. I’m really looking forward to it. We all need a change. We’ve got stale in the old house. My wife eventually came round to the idea and can now see the sense of downsizing with one daughter at Uni and another who will hopefully fly the nest in the next few years.


Anyhow, enough for now.


Onwards...

Loved your opening quote and second paragraph.
(food for thought (or perhaps no-thought)
Thank you.

You look to be struggling a bit right now.

All my prayers and thoughts go out to you.

Julian

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