You know when you’re looking for wifi and a whole host of wifi networks appear on you phone or tablet?
So, the other day, one appeared called ‘Hidden wifi’.
Not so hidden then!?
A few days ago, standing outside Pennsylvania Avenue, amongst the crowds, there were a dozen Secret Service operatives.
Is that what they’re called? Operatives? Or have I seen too many films? Agents maybe? No that’s definitely films.
Anyhow, the thing that struck me was, they were all wearing a vest, on the front of which were the words SECRET SERVICE. Capitalised and boldly displayed. Not so secret then? If it says what you do on your t-shirt.
We like secrets. More though when we can reveal them. “Have you heard…?” “Did you know…?” Knowing a secret is in itself a currency we value.
What’s that about?
Sitting in Vera’s Kitchen for a cuppa. A fine cafe in Letchworth.
The menu begins with ‘detoxing soup’.
Is that possible? Can soup have a detox effect? What toxin exactly is being removed from your body by consumption of said broth?
Detox, detoxifying, detoxing are ‘a la mode’ at the moment it seems.
But when do we detox our humanity? Remove the toxic parts of our being; the flotsam picked up along our life journey?
The unwanted thoughts. The unhelpful behaviours. The disabling feelings. When do we recover from the self toxifying life journey that has left us with redundant beliefs, self doubt, insecurity, poor self image, vulnerability, limiting thoughts, low self esteem?
That’s the soup we really need.
I followed a van the other day.
Its brightly decorated paintwork advertised service, repair and maintenance. I gazed absent mindedly at the contact details. A number and a website.
Service and repair after an earthquake? Wow, that’s a niche market.
I looked again… and moved the space. Aquaking. “Aqua King” not “A Quaking”.
Misunderstanding and misinterpretation. Sometimes the signs are hard to read. As they can be in life. Our own signs in particular. Learning to read yourself is perhaps the best skill you can acquire. Understand and interpret wisely, for misunderstanding and misinterpreting your own thoughts, feelings and behaviours could cause significant tremors.
What if Brussels sprouts were square?
What if turkey meat was blue?
What if parsnips tasted of coconut?
Believable things? Maybe, maybe not. But you can imagine them.
What if next Christmas you were more aware of what you do and why?
What if next Christmas you knew your purpose in life, why you are here?
What if next Christmas you understood more about your unconscious beliefs and motivations; what made some things possible and some things hard for you?
What if knowing these things gave you more choice, more freedom, more joy?
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