What’s
your opinion of the occupy movement & 99%?

I am very pleased that this topic has been put forward by WordPress.

For a long time I have been hoping for those with the talent, skills and intelligence to bring structures for we ordinary people to have a voice, to ‘shout’ at our governments that we are NOT in agreement about so many things, especially their many policies that serve first the international financial world which funds them.

I am very happy to see that people are getting organised, and intelligently looking at ways to work together.  I am hoping that we will see movements that are truly representative of their populations.  Movements which will aim to find consensus for the solutions to the deep
problems we are facing as an alternative to the rich men’s, boys’ club, money serving dictates from our so-called democratic parties.  I want ordinary men and women together to find the way forward in our serious problems.

I am tired of ex Etonians (the school most of our British Cabinet and our royal princes attended) thinking they are placed by God to lead and take us into their solutions; which bring suffering to increasing numbers when they themselves have NEVER experienced what poverty is.   These men dominate all the parties now.  We need more representation from ordinary people, different gender and different races.  Whilst acknowledging that they are probably decent people as individuals, I am deeply offended by them at many levels and they do not represent me.

Jessica Spiegel

LIGHT

Light, bright and clear

Illuminating

Nothing to fear

The scene, non threatening

The trees stand straight and true,

Covering, protecting

My being through.

In this embrace

Earth colours nourish

Quietening the soul.

————————————————

The path is a help

Or man’s travesty?

Enabling the traveller?

inflicting submission

on nature’s dominion

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A few hours later

and little moon light

the truth is revealed.

Encroaching darkness

The scene colour-bled

Shapes merged,

Towers of darkness looming to an unseen height

Indistinct, unrecognisable,

Unknown

Merged amorphous squeezing in

—————————————————————

And man clings to his little aid.

Interesting topic….its all about ME.  :)

I’m a wife, mother, Christian, colleague, friend and in a number of these roles I have been conditioned to not consider or think overly much about myself.

There was a time in my life when I knew very little about myself, what I liked, what I wanted, who I was.  I remember taking an in depth personality/motivation test for the purpose of deciding how to go forward and the results told me to rest, settle down and try the test again after 6 months!

Learning who I am has been and is a slow revelation.  As I get older I am more secure to be who I am, warts and all.  I have slowly learned to accept myself, encourage myself and keep on working on the negative bits, and if others don’t like me, well, never mind.

As a wife I could often see an issue from my husband’s perspective which I would then happily go along with.  As a young mum I realised that the only way for me to survive the first years with the two tornados I had been blessed with, was to DIE to ‘my’ time, my desires and my things as these tiny creatures could be 24/7, all-consuming, possession-trashers.  The way of peace was to let go of my own rights for a while.

In the Christian faith we are taught that it is in losing our lives that we find our real lives, our true selves, the Who God created us to be.  So for many years I focused on living for the will of God first as a way of finding out who I really was.  That has hit a blip this year, but that is another story.

Christianity also has its own answer for the negative qualities we all have as part of our make-up.  It is not to be ‘true’ to them.  It teaches us that these are part of our fallen, flesh natures, the one Jesus has put to death on the cross and His answer is to leave that nature in the grave (in Him) and rise up in Him as new creations.

A big negative part of my character is rage.  I lived through a number of traumatic incidents when young and rage took over from the debilitating fear that had been inspired by these events.  But it had a way of driving me into dangerous situations as I would take on bullies and strange people head on, and my family were concerned that I would be hurt one day.  I tried all sorts of things to get a handle on my rage but nothing really worked; I would witness something and the rage would be back as strong and hot as ever.  I didn’t know what to do.  And then I remembered that Christianity taught me that there was no fixing or controlling the rage, rather Jesus has put it to death in Him and His solution was for me to actively acknowledge it no longer had power over me and to leave it in the grave.  I have found that this is helpful as He gives us his power to do things that are his will.

I have often felt that every day can be an adventure of discovering who the new person He made is.  Though, as I say, I have hit a major blip this year, which I have yet to work through and analyse.

:)

Day 2 of Postaday and I have writer’s block, and only 45  mins left out of the day to write something.

I was not inspired by today’s writer’s tip…

Write a story that ends with this sentence…

Write a short
story that ends with the following sentence:

Having learned his lesson, it was the last time Dr.
Jiggybones would let the crossbeams get out of skew on the treadle.

I  mean,  what is that?

And the one before it

Name the food you used to like but now avoid—what changed?

I have to produce something before I disappear to my local authority meeting (I  wrote a piece today for the coming election in this area, putting myself forward as a representative, does that count?)

Ok idea one above.  First of all interpret the question

‘Crossbeams’   would refer more to part of the structure of
a ceiling surely?

‘Skew’   slant, uneven, unsymmetrical

‘Treadle’ pedal to operate a mechanised machine eg sewing machine

(And what kind of name is Dr Jiggybones anyway?)

No, I am not  inspired or interested even a little.

So challenge two.

There are quite a few foods I used to eat and avoid now.  I have never been able to tolerate butter, Brussels sprouts and gooseberries.  Now I can’t eat crumpets and most breads.  When anyone toasts or butters crumpets or breads which contain butter I need to fully ventilate the kitchen as even the buttered crumb-laden air, will send me racing for the loo to vomit.

If I am unfortunate enough to eat something accidentally containing a lot of butter or pure butter on it I may be sick for hours.  I have to get it and the memory of it completely out of my mouth, and mind.  It won’t kill me just incapacitate me for hours. And if you are one of my loved ones and have eaten butter, do not attempt to kiss me.

There was an incident one morning at the ITV studios in London.  My daughter was taking part in a children’s show and we were waiting in the Green room where interesting bread rolls, brown
rolls had been put out for us to eat. They looked delicious, I had never seen this particular variety and they looked possible for me.  I bit into one….andwent racing for the loo.  In the small bathroom, there were 2 cubicles, one was in use.  I vomited then tried to wash out the taste from my mouth gagging away.  The toilet flushed and a moment later I was looking at the concerned face of a nationally famous Breakfast show presente,r, Kate Garraway.  It could have been worse, I could have been retching and vomiting in front of my favourite presenter Eamon Holmes.

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