I first published this book review as a “conversation” between ourselves and Buddha (Sid) exactly one year ago at the start of 2019 and it seemed appropriate to repost it for all of my new followers as well as having a sort of timeless quality to it. The central issue is for us old fogies NOT to become a member of the “forever young brigade”, a theme I will continue to expand on in the coming weeks. I hope you enjoy the post and that it inspires those of you in or approaching old age.
Patience! This IS a book review!
Buddha walks into the wine bar, sits down in his usual corner and waits for the Two Doctors to arrive. His favourite bottle of Badoit Rouge is placed on the table with a glass and the waiter opens the bottle and pours the sparkling mineral water. Christmas is coming…
I’m glad to see the back of 2019 for a great many reasons, all of which contributed to make it the second worst year of my life! The general “atmosphere” of this great country of ours was polluted by the political machinations over Brexit, particularly the failure of the “losers” to accept a democratic referendum. More particularly, and more personal however, was the first year in my whole life when my health seemed to fail me.
In March after a range of symptoms, tests, scans and consultations, I was diagnosed as a Coeliac. This means that I am completely wheat intolerant, 100%, and must spend the rest of my life on a gluten free diet. Not entirely a problem though, we already follow a whole food diet and set about reading all of the bottles and jars in the house and discarding everything that had even a trace of wheat…
As the great MLK said Martin Luther King had a dream and I’ve had many dreams lately, its almost like some Divine light is guiding me and won’t allow me to sleep. Now I ain’t afraid of death, I’m a Buddhist I believe in reincarnation so one way or another I’ll be back when I come back I want to come back as a tree, IF I get to choose. I’m posting this quickly now just in case well you never know what’s gonna happen next but when I come back to this post to finish I’ll describe my dream which involves black friends the government conspiracy etc etc.
SO here I am again to continue. In my dream yes I dare to dream, I was in America working for these guy’s it was a conspiracy of HUGE proportions. It’s very complex so bear with me. My Guru Prabu Darma Yasa was in the dream along with a friend Lydia. I was in the USA being kept under guard while I worked for these guys who were employed in a secret organisation aimed at keeping the truth a secret and the truth when I saw it in my dream was of global proportions. Now I was being kept in the open which is the best place to keep things out right in front of ya. I was working alongside a black man and his mother cleaning and stuff. They didn’t know about their ancestor how they came to be in the USA so I explained I’d lived in Hull the centre of the half way stage for the slave trade about the museum which showed in graphic details how thier ancestors had been shipped from place in Africa like the Congo or Niger (river) or today’s Nigeria (that’s where the name Niger came from)
I will continue until it’s finished but here’s where I am so far..
This secret government organisation which even the President didn’t know about had been going since the start of the slave trade. It was funded. Well my dream never told me that, but I would imagine some white supremacy group bent on keeping the black man down. Now I have many black friends one saved my life Rodney Brown another worked with me she was called Ell Michele well her real name was Latrice Ross. The dream featured Lydia and Melody in Lydia’s case I was her ex BUSINESS partner, in Melody’s case her ex-husband. I wish them both well.
I realised for the first time how the black people in America were being supressed in one way or another. I’m a retired volunteer cop and I saw first-hand how even the cops picked on blacks. One day for example we stopped a poor black man for straying over his lane in his car on the highway he showed his wallet inside was a picture of his dead wife. He was taken to prison that’s the last I ever saw of him. I decided rather quickly to leave as a volunteer cop was allowed to keep my ID and later left America (supposedly Land of the Free).
You may think these are the ramblings of an old crazy brit but be assured I’m just an instrument in getting the word out there I don’t know who’s guiding my hand but the bugger is keeping me awake night after night and I beg for some sleep. Rodney saved my life on a lake in Texas I was drowning and being an ex-footballer he threw me a line. I had many black friends I met Stedman Graham a US football legend, big guy I had my photo taken with him when he visited my ex-wife’s school Winfree Academy.
This opening to my blog may verge on the unusual or even unacceptable to some reading this, however as usual there’s a good reason for it. I woke this morning as is normal recently at 4-30am, believe me that’s a total change to what the Crazy Brit has been doing previously in his normal daily…
I’d like to start this post with a typical crazybrit comment which will cause ooh’s and ah’s with our group. I first met Lydia (she has several names, gets quite confusing) when I published my post “Change of Life” not only did I not get any comments on the post but my sister told me it was a highly unsuitable subject, well that’s women for you. I was asked in that post to go and see Dr. Lydia, at first I suspected a Russian shot putter but I reluctantly went and was surprised she looked more like Meryl Streep my favourite actress, and others said so many time. However before I get my self into any further bother I’d better get to the heart of the matter, SO why bring Lydia up? Well later in the time I’m allowed I’ll post a revision with the actual video I took today, a day I felt an enormous change both physically and mentally and that’s was what I needed for me. So the serious bit what is agnihotra?:-
I thought I knew but when I started further research I was amazed to discover this article:-
“Agnihotra is a healing fire from the ancient science of Ayurveda. It is a process of purifying the atmosphere through a specially prepared fire performed at sunrise and sunset daily. Anyone in any walk of life can do Agnihotra and heal the atmosphere in his/her own home. Thousands of people all over the world have experienced that Agnihotra reduces stress, leads to greater clarity of thought, improves overall health, gives one increased energy, and makes the mind morefull of love. It is a great aid to drug and alcohol deaddiction. Agnihotra also nourishes plant life and neutralizes harmful radiation and pathogenic bacteria. It harmonizes the functioning of Prana (life energy) and can be used to purify water resources.
Agnihotra is an ancient science given in Sanskrit language at the time of creation. Sanskrit was never anyone’s mother tongue; it is a language of vibration. We can make changes in the atmosphere with Sanskrit mantras and fire prepared with specific organic substances, timed to the sunrise/sunset biorhythm. The fire is prepared in a small copper pyramid of specific size and shape. Brown rice, dried cowdung (manure) and ghee (clarified unsalted butter) are the substances burned. Exactly at sunrise or sunset the mantras are spoken and a small amount of rice and ghee is given to the fire. There is not just energy from the fire; subtle energies are created by the rhythms and mantras. These energies are generated or thrust into the atmosphere by fire. This, in addition to the qualities of the materials burned, produces the full effect of this healing HOMA (healing fire). Much healing energy emanates from the Agnihotra pyramid.
Tremendous amounts of energy are gathered around the Agnihotra copper pyramid just at Agnihotra time. A magnetic-type field is created, which neutralizes negative energies and reinforces positive energies. Therefore, a positive pattern is created by one who does Agnihotra merely by his/her performance. Agnihotra purifies the atmosphere of pollutants and neutralizes harmful radiation. The resultant atmosphere gives nourishment to plant life. Agnihotra and Plants: The ghee is thrust into the atmosphere and attaches itself to the molecular structure of the soil, allowing the soil to retain more moisture. Plants grown in Agnihotra atmosphere are better able to withstand droughts. Agnihotra causes a change in the cellular structure of the plant which sends more nutrients to the fruit of the plant and less to the leaves, stem and roots. Many people have found that the size, taste, texture and yield of fruits and vegetables grown in Agnihotra atmosphere are superior. Performance of Agnihotra in the garden reduces pest problems and organic gardening and farming are made easier by using Homa (healing fire) techniques.
Medicinal properties of Agnihotra: Agnihotra renews the brain cells, revitalizes the skin and purifies the blood. It is the holistic approach to life. Many people who are normally allergic to smoke experience a healing effect by sitting in Agnihotra atmosphere. The healing effects of Agnihotra are locked in the resultant ash. Thousands of people in different parts of the world have experienced wonderful healings of all types of ailments by using Agnihotra ash.
Now I got home to my Peace seen here after forgetting I’d been marked for life (well OK the day with with experience) and she kinda looked at me weird. I’d just got home after travelling many miles/kilometres and realised I’d been interacting with people along the way. They must have thought what’s with this guy with a dirty face. Worse things can happens. AS I said to a few people today the effect on me was quite transforming (I hope I can keep it up).
There’s been a lot of talk recently about loneliness and also stress affecting our health, suicide rates continue to rise in particular amongst the younger generation, could the lack of challenges affect us in the same way? In older times I’m sure that these symptoms wouldn’t have been so clear. Now I admit to all three of these conditions of Loneliness Stress and lack of Challenge. Its been a progressive affect on me for many years, I’ve suffered from insomnia, attempted suicide, been hospitalised for physical problems, had a pacemaker fitted which went wrong and needed replacement and I have been under psychiatric care, well not so much now as I’m developing the middle path.
WHY? I asked myself have all of these things crept up on me, well I think I understand as far as loneliness is concerned I now live alone for the 1st time in my life, my Facebook connections started dropping off so I wasn’t hearing from friends etc. When it came to stress well lack of income, problems with taxes, people scamming me stealing from me was severely affecting my sleep. The effects of a divorce plunged me into the depth of suicide which as I’m writing this now clearly wasn’t successful (thanks to my sisters).
However, tonight I suddenly realised that all these problems were challenges in one way or another. In this modern time we aren’t faced with the same kind of challenges we were faced with in older times. We are no longer hunter/gatherers we sit watch TV, have our food delivered or eat in restaurants, play on the internet etc.
So maybe its the lack of CHALLENGE which is the root cause, the lack of Peace and Love, being told lies either directly or through fake news. In the old days we communicated face to face, not anymore. I have family and friends who for example don’t use Facebook and they’re relatively happy, I relied on Facebook to keep in touch then suddenly I start having problems with my Facebook account, was Mark Zuckerberg the great Satan, lulling us into believing that Facebook was the only way to stay connected.
Well I can only put this theory for you to judge, after all I’m known as The Crazy Brit so I think maybe its more appropriate for you to give your thoughts. I’d truly appreciate a response from YOU my reader even if its a “well you’re bloody crazy” Synchronicity has played a great part in my life just tonight watching the BBC the word CHALLENGES kept coming up, that’s what inspired this brief post. Goodnight sleep tight don’t let the bed bugs bite.
So I decided I needed to simplify my life, come off Facebook, close bank accounts, even reduce blogging to one a month…..EASIER SAID THAN DONE. I’ve been blogging for years under different names etc and I’d forgotten most of them NOW I’ve found some of my original blogs http://betterbusinesschanges.blogspot.com/ was possibly the start but I wouldn’t be surprised if there are more as the dates look too recent. However back to Downsizing. Yes maybe I should monetise my blog, I need PayPal for that and unfortunately we don’t seem to be getting along recently. But I’ll persevere ‘cos there’s money involved. Coming off Facebook is a dream (or in my case a nightmare). My aim is to cut free from Facebook by 2020 (20/20 vision resonates with me) BUT I need Facebook to publicise another little venture I’m thinking of starting, a tea shop like no other seen before, this place would be run a a non profit people could come to buy sell and swap things, massage, meditation, book exchange, talks by guest speakers and lots of other things (whatever the guest/customer/member wants it will do). I’ve had tea shops before and I know what will and won’t be successful and I even have the signage from my last tea shop “The Divine LOVE Tea shop” and I have a location. BUT I refuse to invest my money so I’ll have to be creative in funding. IF anyone is interested I can be contacted. Being a non profit doesn’t mean people work for free, wages and commissions would be paid but once all costs are covered any profits are donated to a local Gozo charity. Hopefully this will encourage locals to get involved (hmm easier said than done).https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvgN5gCuLac&t=10s
So maybe you thinking (like me) hang on he’s trying to simplify his life but adding all this new STUFF. Well so long as it’s enjoyable I see no problem. My new religion:- IF it hurts no-one else you can do anything that makes you happy, no boundaries, but no-one else should be hurt or offended, (it goes without saying I won’t be running naked down the street).