Launching my new website soon!

Greetings!

It's been ages since I last updated this blog.

It's not that I lost interest in blogging, or lost my affection for this particular blog ... I just realized I had to re-evaluate my priorities.

Initially, I started this blog to hone my writing skills and get a sense of the ebb and flow of feedback from my readers. My understanding was limited and I wanted to wet my toes first before I jumped in.

I enjoyed writing. To be honest I wished I could develop more of a rapport with more people ... but I was going through a rather self-indulgent phase and figured I was okay with things as they were.

In retrospect, I now realize I probably alienated many potential readers because the majority of my posts were moaning about something that wasn't to my liking.

Like I said ... totally self-indulgent!

I've now come to realize that people respond to me being me. Being real! Genuine! And that when who "me" is is naturally calm, relaxed and upbeat, people instinctively respond by engaging with me.

Duh!

Hey, I'm an only child and it takes me years, decades sometimes, to figure out social skills.

Anyway ... the long and the short of it is that I am going to use this particular blog as a forum for random musings. A way to express myself without being conscious of always offering value.

I'm hoping that when I relax and stop consciously trying to be clever, or titillating, or whatever ... that the real me will emerge and that people may actually like that person.

After all, I do!

Took me a while, but yeah, I have come to the realization that I actually do like the person I have become (am becoming).

In fact, I have made so much progress in my own mind since I last honored this page of mine with my thoughts ... that I actually thought I was becoming a bit strange.

Even more strange than usual.

Why, you might ask?

Well, I was undergoing a personal transformation. I was taking definitive steps to figure out who I really was (yes, it still happens when you are middle-aged). I had worked out that the raw food lifestyle really was incredibly important to me. I had committed to consuming a predominantly raw, plant-based diet. And I had even committed to a intensive training program that would give me the confidence and skills to be an effective raw food coach.

What really threw me though, was that I started making such radical shifts in mindset that I entered a period of significant emotional turbulence.

Of course, I should have figured out that was what was happening ... this was not entirely new for me. The personal transformation that occurs when you upgrade to a more conscious way of living always throws us into turmoil because we start to have the energy to actually feel things again!

I guess when it's so close to home, one forgets that we are people too.

And that the learning curve never stops ... and sometimes, no matter how sophisticated you may feel you are, you are little different from someone just starting out.

Anyway, I've rambled on long enough!

My new web presence launches soon. It will be awesome. It's the product of more than a year of soul-searching (plus all the years before). It's something I'm incredibly proud of. And excited about! And I know that it will change lives. I am finally so clear and so at peace with that.

It's no longer about me.

I'm toying with the idea of keeping this blog as a low profile venture, giving people who inadvertently discover it a way to transform their own lives.

I will blog again in the next week and reveal the actual URL of my new web presence ... and it is my fervent hope that anyone who comes across this makes the time to visit and immerse themselves.

Because what I have created is really something special and I am so looking forward to sharing it with like-minded individuals who really want to re-ignite their passion for being alive and healthy.

It is entirely realistic to reclaim your health and live the life of your dreams.

All I need to ask you is "Do you love yourself enough to heal?".

So, please, watch this space and start to think what your world could be like if you could discover a means to fall in love with your life again and leverage the power of the raw secret.

Hope I've piqued your curiosity!

Take care, I'll talk to you soon.

Stay fresh!

World Cup Dream Over For England

It never really felt right, did it?

Finally, after yesterday's 4-1 drubbing by Germany, English fans must face the reality that our team just wasn't that good.

Sure we had stars, all of whom had a proven pedigree (though never on the game's most important stage).

But that's life ... and that's sport.

Now the biggest problem seems to be how to remove Fabio Capello from his contract without swallowing a multi-million pound pill.

Which shows only too well that when you want something too bad, things never work in your favor. Who in their right mind would negotiate a contract before a world cup ... and not take into account the eventuality of exactly what just happened?

Answer ... a nation whose desperation trumps all common sense.

Anyway, I'm sure we've got a host of talented youngsters coming through to fill the boots of senor Lampard, Gerard et al.

Haven't we?

Well ... er .... no.

While I'm on the subject of the world cup (and spelling it without capitals is deliberate here) ...

Why won't Fifa agree to use replays?

We saw how wrong that was when France cheated their way into the world cup after Henry's handball. Fortunately, karma had its way and the French went home hanging their heads just as sales of Guiness went through the roof.

Yesterday (and this is no excuse, just an observation) we saw an English goal disallowed because of human error). This was not even debateable. And yes, Mr Seth, it does take away from the beautiful game!

I'll also say this ... I liked Germany as a team up until the point their goalkeeper realised that he could pull the wool over the official's eye and pulled an "Henry".

Man, I am so sick of professional athletes cheating. What glory could there possibly be in an advantage gleaned from a technicality?

Come on. We are surely more sophisticated than that? Aren't we ...?

Maybe not.

And then there was Argentina's obvious offsides.

Again, they surely would have won regardless.

OK, so Brazil and Spain are still in ... and I can't be mad at Argentina because offsides is not as blatantly intentional as pretending that a ball has not crossed a line when it has. See ... even my morality is getting screwed up here now!

Why can't we just have replays. It works for rugby. How 'bout it Sir?

Go Messi. Go Villa. Go Kaka!

And sorry England ... but you'll just have to look in the mirror on this one.

Why are We all Still Milling Around In a Coma?

No question ... the saga in the Gulf just keeps getting more sordid by the day.

First (but in no particular order of "ouch!"), the BP share price has fallen to a point where the oil giant has lost about 53 billion of value. This affects the pensions of about 17 million people in the UK, though the effect is relatively tiny at this point.

Now we hear that the rate of oil loss is actually more like 40,000 barrels a day, twice the previous estimate and far more than the guesses made at the inception of the disaster.

This of course begs the question ... does anybody actually have a clue, or is it all just "educated" guesswork? I think you know my answer on that one.

President Obama has "invited" the Chairman of BP to discuss who pays the cleanup bill. The media likes to call it "summoned" and keeps referring to President Obama "kicking ass". This has led to prominent business people in Britain now saying that this is all very uncool and getting dangerously close to anti-British sentiment.

Bet that goes down like a lead balloon in the US ... I can almost hear the collective yowling!

Of course, the face of BP operations, Tony Hayward, has hardly endeared himself to the US public by declaring that he just wants his life back ... this after 9 of his staff lost their's on the day of the catastrophe. Oh yeah, that was unfortunate.

Of course, BP is the whipping boy in the whole mess, which is convenient as the company is foreign. Allegations of corner-cutting have been bandied around as part of the cause ... and the other companies making vast profits in the Gulf don't cut corners now, do they? They're all just there for the good of mankind.

Where would civilization be without them?

Then there's the issue of the chemicals dumped in the gulf in an attempt to disperse the oil. "Corexit" has now been revealed as being highly toxic ... no surprises there. What is surprising is that the EPA permitted its chemical makeup to be veiled in secrecy up until this point.

Why?

Good question ... I guess there were no other gentler alternatives that were cost effective and there always had to be some sort of plan just in case something like this happened. Duh. Expedience.

With fuel costing GBP 1.20 a liter in my neck of the woods, I'm not sympathetic to the economic woes of any oil company. The fact that people even discuss this in economic terms pretty much turns my stomach.

Lives were lost and a giant tract of ocean will be (has been) turned into a cesspool of death and suffering because of our insatiable appetites for stuff we only think we need is the far bigger picture.

With no sign of the spill being contained any time soon, I can't help feeling that eventually at least some people will get that no-one, no matter how powerful they are, can be given a licence to take risks anything like this.

Until we stop seeing every problem from a human-centric perspective, we will continue to miss that disrupting the natural order will actually have a far greater impact on our species than anything we currently can predict.

And no, I am not being some hokey profit-of-doom bearded wierdo. Anyone who fails to see the gravity of what's going on right now needs a reality check ... one for which no superlatives can possibly do justice!

People ... think! Stop! Act! Show that you deserve the intelligence you have been gifted with. The world is at a point where we are creaking at the seams with "only" 7 billion inhabitants. How do you think things will be when there are 9 billion?

Does anyone have a clue?

I sure don't. I'm just a peon. Our only hope for a better world is a collective sentiment.

Why are we all still milling around in a coma?

True Scale Of Oil Spill Not Yet Appreciated

As we enter 40 days plus in the Gulf of Mexico disaster, some people are still framing the BP oil disaster in economic terms.

So Nature is quietly upping the ante!

This link should be required reading for any semi-conscious human being on the planet. It's a post by Health Ranger Mike Adams who is reporting on location.

Yes, he is far more sensational and dramatic than I am generally comfortable with ... but in this case, the severity cannot be over-stated.

Here's the link.

Pig Farmers Rejoice!

I really struggled to come up with a suitable title for this post.

BBC Breakfast this morning ran a report on an NHS trust in Derbyshire that had gotten into bed with local farmers. On the surface it all made infinite sense ... buy local meat instead of importing from South America at a premium.

Millions of pounds would be saved by the NHS and local farmers with their backs against the wall would be given a new lease of life. That sounds like a "win-win" in anybody's book!

Ironically, it also underscores just how lost our health system has become.

Here on national television was an idea so apparently clever that it was perfectly logical to suggest that it be rolled out to NHS trusts across the nation. And yet virtually everyone that viewed the report would have missed the saddest irony of all.

Our "health care" system continues to feed its patients with the very same food that got most of them there in the first place.

Even our intrepid reporter apologised that his report was being filmed against a backdrop of two majestically beautiful cows. As I watched the scenes that followed, I could only shake my head at just how lost we have all become.

First, a pig farm, profitable now for the first time in a decade ... graphic scenes of pigs rooting around in the muck followed by workers slicing ham and tying off pork sausages.

Yum!

From there it was the precictable slow walk through first the abbatoir and then the butchery ... a team of human hyaenas grunting clinically amongst the quivering slabs of gore.

And all I could think about was that most people watching were absolutely unaffected, quietly stroking their panting labradors beside them, content in the knowledge that they could continue to receive the standard of care that was their due.

All was right in the world.

A new government was rising like a phoenix from the ashes of political confusion in the United Kingdom. And when (not if) they got sick, at least they could continue to depend on a hearty menu and a litany of drugs to mask their symptoms and prolong their vacant existence.

If your instincts are screaming at you too, I invite you to consider a cleaner, gentler, purer alternative.