“Other than my voice…”


Nick’s story is an inspiration on so many levels

Originally posted on Daily Echo:

I don’t tend to jump on bandwagons, but this is a bit different. I am posting this for a rather different reason. It is a little longer than usual, but I hope you will bear with me… with us, my son and me.

It isn’t that I don’t own a TV. I just don’t watch it. Can’t, in fact, as it is not connected to anything that gets a signal. I don’t get the newspapers, just keep up with the main news online and I seldom listen to the radio either. So I missed all the initial hype about the ice-bucket challenge and the current interest in ALS (MND as it is known in the UK) that it was raising until an email landed in my inbox.

There was a link to a video and a single line from my son;

“I can REALLY relate to this guy, makes me…

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Issue resolved

I just checked into Sydney International airport. I was cleared through passport control and experienced my first body scan. After a walk that felt like miles I arrived at the lounge.

I don’t know why I looked at my boarding pass after eating a light breakfast. The surname was correct, not the first name though. So much for airport security!

Being myself

I have a thing about odd numbers (in a good way). I took it as a positive sign that three things were the catalyst for me to write this post:
A conversation with Kate from Powerhouse Coaching about resilience
Reading Don’s post on mindfulness
Reading Your Brain at Work by David Rock

In his post on Candid Impressions, Don points out that passivity isn’t mindfulness. I hadn’t considered this before.

David uses the analogy of the effort required to control actors on a stage so that readers can visualise the limitations of the prefrontal cortex of your brain. There is a limited resource that is quickly used up.

I reflected on how easy I used to find practising mindfulness. In a blink of an eye I could be in the zone no matter where I was. This was at a time when I was trying to prove to myself that I could be all things to all people. I spent every waking moment being someone I thought other people wanted me to be, it was exhausting. In hindsight I realise that I was so tired that the actors had collapsed in a heap on my stage.

Kate perceptively noted that when I thought I was being mindful it was in fact mindlessness because I was so tired.

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