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all-about-age and the BBRS
What is *the BBRS*???
It is the basic body regulation system.
This morning after just having woken up it came to mind. It is an important *organ* in EVERY body. In that of us humans of course, but also in that of other living creatures although some bbr systems must be more complex than others.
The better it functions, the longer a body with all *in it* functions, including the mind.
Therefore there is a lot to be said for *getting to know this organ*, and once such an introduction has occured a conciously thinking individual then needs to *work* either *with* it or on it.
I was introduced to the existence during a lecture by a Dutch doctor I was attending somewhere in The Netherlands in the late '80's, the good doctor has also written a book about the BBRS which I bought and started to read at the time, but I never finished it although that the BBRS existed remained stuck in my mind as *an issue* I needed to check out again, as soon as I was able to.
The book, like so many of my books had *disappeared* during a period in my life that I had not been able to get into my own house, and some evil persons were busy destroying my life.
The effect that had on my life has been terrible, seriously TRAUMATIC, definitely to the point that I nearly died of anger, or intense sadness. Loosing the book is irritating, because I can no longer walk to a bookshelf, select it and start reading *in it*.
Also: I have not yet been able to find it again on Internet, it could be out of print even and when I researched the Internet for information about B.B.R.S. I considered myself a lucky person that I did.
At the time I was quite new working with a computer and Internet, also: the software to facilitate lifting informations from a website did not exist, and making a *print* usually resulted in part of a page not showing, which makes reading an article quite unacceptable, as far as I am concerned.
I found information about the B.B.R.S. on a few DUTCH websites, but I found nothing about it through the international search engines. That does not mean that nobody *out there* knows about it, it could have a different name in English, although it is possible that others did not focuss on it as being definitely a very important *organ*
In order to *make sense* towards someone non-Dutch, I would need to translate the information into English and post it somewhere where others, researchers but also other individuals would be able to have EASY ACCESS to the article.
I am thinking OF COURSE about the blessed Wikipedia although I believe the information would be better *placed* somewhere where as many HEALTH-oriented persons would be able to have their attention drawn to it. An email list, for instance,
of some very established AMERICAN doctors would be the most effective, and probably one large website such as MSN-health
Of course such *good doctors* would have to be approached by me first, and would want to read the information first before agreeing to spreading it further.
Meanwhile, before I am going to take such *marketing* steps, all I have to do now: is retrieve it from my own archive and do some more online research, beautify my existing file, and translate it into English.
So: today: the Basic Body Regulating System is on my list of things *to do*. It runs through *the weak tissues of the body* is briefly where *it* is located *as an organ* and this morning as I had risen, walked around a bit to loosen up, then sat down running my hands along some of my *weak tissues* (the ones a masseur would tackle in addition to dealing with muscles) and I thought: the weak tissues, the BBRS (yuk), why
cannot a body stay perfect, instead of deteriorating as it does as we age.
Anyway: another *boring* day staying at home, with not expecting anyone to visit and call me, the outcome of both circumstances beyond my control and what happened to me during the last two decades.
Note: I am sure that also those feelings, even thoughts not only affect the BBRS, but can lead it into deterioration and ultimately complete loss.
The latter is depressing awareness, I can even feel something inside me being affected, but: better the devil you know, than the one you do not know (anything about). And once you know, as always: with optimal AWARENESS everyone can IMPROVE, even REJUVENATE the BBRS.
Yes and that is *good news* is it not, that everyone actually can do something about *it* (whatever), but often even if we do know, we lack the incentive to start doing something *more*, to try out yet another recommended therapy.
And because of that, because I am also like that, I need to find *the key* to MAKING THIS AN AUTOMATIC - PERMANENT - function in me, 24/7.
Also that is possible although it takes time to achieve a 24/7 and permanent improvement. An *uphill* continuous state of the art is of course what I do have in mind for myself, anti-aging being what I decided to *do* (as a profession).
Hang in there, have a great day, even if your current experiences and realities have been unbearable, too terrible to face another day with. I know of others who do feel that way, because I have seen them at it, or I am aware of their feelings.
I am doing my utmost to change such forever - how about getting rid of that, not only getting rid of it yourself, but also of the monster entirely - chase it out of all UNIVERSES and have it go through CHAOS, somewhere in the best *waste-incinerator* God did not think about he/she would ever need to use to decoding, destroying it forever.
I know the last paragraph can be considered *nonsense*, rubbish by many sceptics and those who live on this planet, who have no time for GOD, who only believe that such cannot be done. I am a practical individual with a lot of common sense myself, yet because of being like that I am stating: lets drive the monster totally out of ....us that is for sure, but... the evilness needs to *go somewhere*, somewhere where it cannot ever again be retrieved, somewhere where another evil human being, wishing to destroy the world can go to and get it working again.
I guess that sounds more *practical*. As a metaphysical scientist, I do not have to spell out to contemporaries just how threatened life on our planet is, simply because throughout *time memorial* human, animal and plantlife has been threatened by evil others, mostly MEN, as far as I have been able to find PROOF of.
I am not saying that WOMEN are nice, that women are better, not at all, after all women give and gave birth to baby boys which grew up becoming monsters, not today, not now do I want to go into that.
Today, 7th June 2009, a Sunday, time GMT 07.31, here in Turkey 10.31 am, and with a nice freshly blowing morning, summer wind through ALL my open windows, I MUST MAKE THE MOST OF WHAT NATURE IS GIVING ME SO IN ABUNDANCE.
I woke up at 06.00 am, and in full light it looked great outside, but too early for me conditioned by myself so I went back to bed, where meanwhile FOUR of my 5 cats had settles in, leaving me even ample space to join them.
I would like to have my bed all to myself, but seeing the 4 purring expectantly for me to return to bed, how can I be so callous. I consider it a great compliment actually that indeed they feel comfortable enough to be there together, not fighting I mean.
That I used to be so allergic to cats that once I was not able to stay in someone-with-a cat's home for more than 30 minutes, I know, also that the best specialist *in allergies* in The Netherlands at the time informed me that I could not be *desensibilized* for cats. I would go into a *shock* he explained about 40 years ago, when I was his patient.
Did I *overcome* that sensitivity? I guess I did, but I never analized exactly why and what changed in my bio-chemistry.
Most *normal* people with such *debilitating* allergies use corticosteroid sprays and medicine, they were also prescribed for me at the time, but I hardly ever used them, although I had plemty of it with repeat-prescriptions to load up on them. By then I had developed a certain lifestyle, dealing with *housedust* for one, that made it possible to NOT be pestered by attacks of breathlessness.
Until the next blog: take care, Willy
It is the basic body regulation system.
This morning after just having woken up it came to mind. It is an important *organ* in EVERY body. In that of us humans of course, but also in that of other living creatures although some bbr systems must be more complex than others.
The better it functions, the longer a body with all *in it* functions, including the mind.
Therefore there is a lot to be said for *getting to know this organ*, and once such an introduction has occured a conciously thinking individual then needs to *work* either *with* it or on it.
I was introduced to the existence during a lecture by a Dutch doctor I was attending somewhere in The Netherlands in the late '80's, the good doctor has also written a book about the BBRS which I bought and started to read at the time, but I never finished it although that the BBRS existed remained stuck in my mind as *an issue* I needed to check out again, as soon as I was able to.
The book, like so many of my books had *disappeared* during a period in my life that I had not been able to get into my own house, and some evil persons were busy destroying my life.
The effect that had on my life has been terrible, seriously TRAUMATIC, definitely to the point that I nearly died of anger, or intense sadness. Loosing the book is irritating, because I can no longer walk to a bookshelf, select it and start reading *in it*.
Also: I have not yet been able to find it again on Internet, it could be out of print even and when I researched the Internet for information about B.B.R.S. I considered myself a lucky person that I did.
At the time I was quite new working with a computer and Internet, also: the software to facilitate lifting informations from a website did not exist, and making a *print* usually resulted in part of a page not showing, which makes reading an article quite unacceptable, as far as I am concerned.
I found information about the B.B.R.S. on a few DUTCH websites, but I found nothing about it through the international search engines. That does not mean that nobody *out there* knows about it, it could have a different name in English, although it is possible that others did not focuss on it as being definitely a very important *organ*
In order to *make sense* towards someone non-Dutch, I would need to translate the information into English and post it somewhere where others, researchers but also other individuals would be able to have EASY ACCESS to the article.
I am thinking OF COURSE about the blessed Wikipedia although I believe the information would be better *placed* somewhere where as many HEALTH-oriented persons would be able to have their attention drawn to it. An email list, for instance,
of some very established AMERICAN doctors would be the most effective, and probably one large website such as MSN-health
Of course such *good doctors* would have to be approached by me first, and would want to read the information first before agreeing to spreading it further.
Meanwhile, before I am going to take such *marketing* steps, all I have to do now: is retrieve it from my own archive and do some more online research, beautify my existing file, and translate it into English.
So: today: the Basic Body Regulating System is on my list of things *to do*. It runs through *the weak tissues of the body* is briefly where *it* is located *as an organ* and this morning as I had risen, walked around a bit to loosen up, then sat down running my hands along some of my *weak tissues* (the ones a masseur would tackle in addition to dealing with muscles) and I thought: the weak tissues, the BBRS (yuk), why
cannot a body stay perfect, instead of deteriorating as it does as we age.
Anyway: another *boring* day staying at home, with not expecting anyone to visit and call me, the outcome of both circumstances beyond my control and what happened to me during the last two decades.
Note: I am sure that also those feelings, even thoughts not only affect the BBRS, but can lead it into deterioration and ultimately complete loss.
The latter is depressing awareness, I can even feel something inside me being affected, but: better the devil you know, than the one you do not know (anything about). And once you know, as always: with optimal AWARENESS everyone can IMPROVE, even REJUVENATE the BBRS.
Yes and that is *good news* is it not, that everyone actually can do something about *it* (whatever), but often even if we do know, we lack the incentive to start doing something *more*, to try out yet another recommended therapy.
And because of that, because I am also like that, I need to find *the key* to MAKING THIS AN AUTOMATIC - PERMANENT - function in me, 24/7.
Also that is possible although it takes time to achieve a 24/7 and permanent improvement. An *uphill* continuous state of the art is of course what I do have in mind for myself, anti-aging being what I decided to *do* (as a profession).
Hang in there, have a great day, even if your current experiences and realities have been unbearable, too terrible to face another day with. I know of others who do feel that way, because I have seen them at it, or I am aware of their feelings.
I am doing my utmost to change such forever - how about getting rid of that, not only getting rid of it yourself, but also of the monster entirely - chase it out of all UNIVERSES and have it go through CHAOS, somewhere in the best *waste-incinerator* God did not think about he/she would ever need to use to decoding, destroying it forever.
I know the last paragraph can be considered *nonsense*, rubbish by many sceptics and those who live on this planet, who have no time for GOD, who only believe that such cannot be done. I am a practical individual with a lot of common sense myself, yet because of being like that I am stating: lets drive the monster totally out of ....us that is for sure, but... the evilness needs to *go somewhere*, somewhere where it cannot ever again be retrieved, somewhere where another evil human being, wishing to destroy the world can go to and get it working again.
I guess that sounds more *practical*. As a metaphysical scientist, I do not have to spell out to contemporaries just how threatened life on our planet is, simply because throughout *time memorial* human, animal and plantlife has been threatened by evil others, mostly MEN, as far as I have been able to find PROOF of.
I am not saying that WOMEN are nice, that women are better, not at all, after all women give and gave birth to baby boys which grew up becoming monsters, not today, not now do I want to go into that.
Today, 7th June 2009, a Sunday, time GMT 07.31, here in Turkey 10.31 am, and with a nice freshly blowing morning, summer wind through ALL my open windows, I MUST MAKE THE MOST OF WHAT NATURE IS GIVING ME SO IN ABUNDANCE.
I woke up at 06.00 am, and in full light it looked great outside, but too early for me conditioned by myself so I went back to bed, where meanwhile FOUR of my 5 cats had settles in, leaving me even ample space to join them.
I would like to have my bed all to myself, but seeing the 4 purring expectantly for me to return to bed, how can I be so callous. I consider it a great compliment actually that indeed they feel comfortable enough to be there together, not fighting I mean.
That I used to be so allergic to cats that once I was not able to stay in someone-with-a cat's home for more than 30 minutes, I know, also that the best specialist *in allergies* in The Netherlands at the time informed me that I could not be *desensibilized* for cats. I would go into a *shock* he explained about 40 years ago, when I was his patient.
Did I *overcome* that sensitivity? I guess I did, but I never analized exactly why and what changed in my bio-chemistry.
Most *normal* people with such *debilitating* allergies use corticosteroid sprays and medicine, they were also prescribed for me at the time, but I hardly ever used them, although I had plemty of it with repeat-prescriptions to load up on them. By then I had developed a certain lifestyle, dealing with *housedust* for one, that made it possible to NOT be pestered by attacks of breathlessness.
Until the next blog: take care, Willy
all-about-age & loving friendships
Briefly: circumstances beyond my control are seeing to it that I find pleasure, peace, joy, happiness whilst being at home without anyone to *stimulate* me (i.e. push me) into doing something, whatever.
A very normal way of life that is when you are not living alone, and when one does live alone under different circumstances than mine, also then usually one is compelled to socialize, usually from sheer habit.
I am exactly like I described here, yet as mentioned: I am not going anywhere at the moment, not ill, not in a wheelchair, I am just *biding my time* until that moment when I shall *feel* NOW !!!, now I am free to do everything that I am yearning to do.
I am beginning to feel better, and better, with more energy physically than I have had for a long time. At my age that is a wonderful occurrence, because usually whilst getting older, one encounters more and more of the typical aging problems.
I did decide, 20 years ago now, that I would start dedicating my life to researching health, focussing on ALLERGIES, and at the same time *work* on anti-aging myself.
All-about-age *revisited* the intense experience of those powerful feelings of love that *conquer* every obstacle. Feelings that make you sigh, feelings that take your breath away, feelings that can cause you such excruciating pains, of joy but also of pain nearly impossible to endure.
All-about-age is familiar with such feelings as a human being with a heart and a soul, with a brain and a mind, with a psyche and as a spiritual creature. People have that influence and effect on others. Being able to harnass yourself against the joys and evils causing the disruptions that *feelings* create is not easy, in fact it is well nigh impossible. If we would be able to function like that, we would be pre-programmed, automated robots, possible (dangerous) monsters too.
Too much however always causes *highs and lows*, and too many of those cause someone's EQUILIBRIUM to be affected.
Once, an astrological clarification about a Taurean, born on that day, that hour, said that AT ALL TIMES such a creature needs its equilibrium. I thought of it today, going through my own restricted BORING days of the moment as a positive development, most likely and hopefully the lasting, permanent outcome of my efforts.
That Taurean I am, of course and I always did know and *respect* that information, even considered it to be a warning, long before I took it upon myself to start researching ALLERGIES, and start an anti-aging programme for myself and the latter since 1988, long before the phrase ANTI-AGING had been thought of and many laboratories began
to consider it.
Anti-aging PRODUCTS, we know SELL well.
_______________________________________________________________
Until the next time about *all-about-age*
A very normal way of life that is when you are not living alone, and when one does live alone under different circumstances than mine, also then usually one is compelled to socialize, usually from sheer habit.
I am exactly like I described here, yet as mentioned: I am not going anywhere at the moment, not ill, not in a wheelchair, I am just *biding my time* until that moment when I shall *feel* NOW !!!, now I am free to do everything that I am yearning to do.
I am beginning to feel better, and better, with more energy physically than I have had for a long time. At my age that is a wonderful occurrence, because usually whilst getting older, one encounters more and more of the typical aging problems.
I did decide, 20 years ago now, that I would start dedicating my life to researching health, focussing on ALLERGIES, and at the same time *work* on anti-aging myself.
All-about-age *revisited* the intense experience of those powerful feelings of love that *conquer* every obstacle. Feelings that make you sigh, feelings that take your breath away, feelings that can cause you such excruciating pains, of joy but also of pain nearly impossible to endure.
All-about-age is familiar with such feelings as a human being with a heart and a soul, with a brain and a mind, with a psyche and as a spiritual creature. People have that influence and effect on others. Being able to harnass yourself against the joys and evils causing the disruptions that *feelings* create is not easy, in fact it is well nigh impossible. If we would be able to function like that, we would be pre-programmed, automated robots, possible (dangerous) monsters too.
Too much however always causes *highs and lows*, and too many of those cause someone's EQUILIBRIUM to be affected.
Once, an astrological clarification about a Taurean, born on that day, that hour, said that AT ALL TIMES such a creature needs its equilibrium. I thought of it today, going through my own restricted BORING days of the moment as a positive development, most likely and hopefully the lasting, permanent outcome of my efforts.
That Taurean I am, of course and I always did know and *respect* that information, even considered it to be a warning, long before I took it upon myself to start researching ALLERGIES, and start an anti-aging programme for myself and the latter since 1988, long before the phrase ANTI-AGING had been thought of and many laboratories began
to consider it.
Anti-aging PRODUCTS, we know SELL well.
_______________________________________________________________
Until the next time about *all-about-age*
Thursday, April 23, 2009
All-About-Age - STRUCTURE - Automatic Detox
Yesterday, 22nd April, 2009 I made a special personal *wordpad* file about STRUCTURE. Skin structure to be more specific.
I woke up with that word -structure - coming to mind and when that happens it usually means something to me.
Today, 23rd April, 2009 I woke up feeling *wrecked* - poison I knew subconsciously, something in me appears to be working, whatever it is, and my body is telling me that I need to DETOX.
I usually analyze what is happening to me PHYSICALLY, and this *habit* started years ago as soon as I became involved (and forever interested) in dealing with *energy*.
At the time it was something quite new, unknown where I was born, grew up, and spent the first 50 years of my life, therefore very SUSPECT. That place is Amsterdam, The Netherlands where many things take root about 10 - 50 years later than for instance in the U.S.A.
I do not want to go into that however, it is neither good nor bad, also I know that some good - and bad things started, grew and rooted in my own country first, such as *free sex*, such as cannabis as a *normal* part of life. I have never liked these *ahead of the rest* developments, as far as I am concerned: debauchery, decadency is not what I care to have in my life, nor did I ever want to associate with others like that. Yet I am NOT a *square*, sometimes something gives me a YUKKIE feeling, a feeling of uncleanliness and if I feel like that, then of course I want to get out of that feeling somehow.
I want to feel *good* and who does not want to feel good, I am saying although recently I listened to someone on television, in a show saying that someone who is a DEPRESSIVE wants to stay a depressive, feeling good would mean a disaster apparently.
The way this was phrased and explained to someone on screen did make sense to me, I actually knew this to be true, but I did not do something with the information at that moment, such as researching it, writing about it, after all I was busy RELAXING, watching something on TV.
Doing that relaxes me! Not always and I do not watch television 24/7 either, in my everyday (working) life relaxing in front of the television watching an episode of a series for instance really does relax me, particularly because I have included it into my daily programme.
I have had mornings waking up feeling depressed, feeling *old* and SLUGGISH lately but as soon as I start doing my regular daily chores and as long as I feel FIT (enough) to do them I actually am enjoying myself.
This morning as mentioned I *only* felt wrecked* and my *more intelligent inner me* said DETOXING. Oh, I said that is nice, who does not want to get rid of toxic waste, that is locked up or in, because it cannot come out.
I thought about this, outlined as above. I am *not stupid*, although I do have other issues on my mind and to deal with than getting to the bottom of whether or not I am able to detoxify.
An automatic *programme* has been found that I never had inside me, the streaming of information continued and I *listened*, acknowledged, accepted that this could well be true, and also with lukewarm joy began to look forward to it, meanwhile continuing to feel wrecked.
I decided to turn on the heater in one of my smaller rooms, that I recently rearranged, making it first of all enjoyable *to watch* as I walk past it to the kitchen, and very inviting to step into and spend some time in.
I am sitting here now, typing this blog, not at all *off-track*, I already decided that because it is quite chilly outside, and cloudy, and because I do not feel *King Kong*, I am going to make it a cosy time in this room, venturing out to do this or that, until I am totally bored with it.
A book, some music, online news, or what I did not watch yesterday from the laptop, I have enough stuff that needs attention to last me a year anyway and I have a book photocopied lying beside me with so much useful information I want to make note from. That book by the way is SPONTANEOUS HEALING by Dr. Andrew Weil.
Note: I am not a particular fan of Dr. Weil, but I do not dislike him either. I subscribed to his emails for a while as soon as I was connected with ADSL to Internet and eventually got bored and fed up with it, not liking, ever, the too commercial approach of Americans, even doctors, priests, and others who would not *be seen dead* advertising themselves in such an awful way.
Dr. Weil's book Spontaneous Healing however is a jewel. I must check his website again or *The Webb* and order the book. This photocopied example is ugly and unmanageable, but will do for the time being of course. It is still *nice* to possess/*own* a normal book, hard- and softcover, specially books one wants to keep *forever*.
Until the next blog, and I have not forgotten *panic* and *panic attacks* to write about again, at the moment however I feel better to write about UPLIFTING subjects.
Until then, Willy
I woke up with that word -structure - coming to mind and when that happens it usually means something to me.
Today, 23rd April, 2009 I woke up feeling *wrecked* - poison I knew subconsciously, something in me appears to be working, whatever it is, and my body is telling me that I need to DETOX.
I usually analyze what is happening to me PHYSICALLY, and this *habit* started years ago as soon as I became involved (and forever interested) in dealing with *energy*.
At the time it was something quite new, unknown where I was born, grew up, and spent the first 50 years of my life, therefore very SUSPECT. That place is Amsterdam, The Netherlands where many things take root about 10 - 50 years later than for instance in the U.S.A.
I do not want to go into that however, it is neither good nor bad, also I know that some good - and bad things started, grew and rooted in my own country first, such as *free sex*, such as cannabis as a *normal* part of life. I have never liked these *ahead of the rest* developments, as far as I am concerned: debauchery, decadency is not what I care to have in my life, nor did I ever want to associate with others like that. Yet I am NOT a *square*, sometimes something gives me a YUKKIE feeling, a feeling of uncleanliness and if I feel like that, then of course I want to get out of that feeling somehow.
I want to feel *good* and who does not want to feel good, I am saying although recently I listened to someone on television, in a show saying that someone who is a DEPRESSIVE wants to stay a depressive, feeling good would mean a disaster apparently.
The way this was phrased and explained to someone on screen did make sense to me, I actually knew this to be true, but I did not do something with the information at that moment, such as researching it, writing about it, after all I was busy RELAXING, watching something on TV.
Doing that relaxes me! Not always and I do not watch television 24/7 either, in my everyday (working) life relaxing in front of the television watching an episode of a series for instance really does relax me, particularly because I have included it into my daily programme.
I have had mornings waking up feeling depressed, feeling *old* and SLUGGISH lately but as soon as I start doing my regular daily chores and as long as I feel FIT (enough) to do them I actually am enjoying myself.
This morning as mentioned I *only* felt wrecked* and my *more intelligent inner me* said DETOXING. Oh, I said that is nice, who does not want to get rid of toxic waste, that is locked up or in, because it cannot come out.
I thought about this, outlined as above. I am *not stupid*, although I do have other issues on my mind and to deal with than getting to the bottom of whether or not I am able to detoxify.
An automatic *programme* has been found that I never had inside me, the streaming of information continued and I *listened*, acknowledged, accepted that this could well be true, and also with lukewarm joy began to look forward to it, meanwhile continuing to feel wrecked.
I decided to turn on the heater in one of my smaller rooms, that I recently rearranged, making it first of all enjoyable *to watch* as I walk past it to the kitchen, and very inviting to step into and spend some time in.
I am sitting here now, typing this blog, not at all *off-track*, I already decided that because it is quite chilly outside, and cloudy, and because I do not feel *King Kong*, I am going to make it a cosy time in this room, venturing out to do this or that, until I am totally bored with it.
A book, some music, online news, or what I did not watch yesterday from the laptop, I have enough stuff that needs attention to last me a year anyway and I have a book photocopied lying beside me with so much useful information I want to make note from. That book by the way is SPONTANEOUS HEALING by Dr. Andrew Weil.
Note: I am not a particular fan of Dr. Weil, but I do not dislike him either. I subscribed to his emails for a while as soon as I was connected with ADSL to Internet and eventually got bored and fed up with it, not liking, ever, the too commercial approach of Americans, even doctors, priests, and others who would not *be seen dead* advertising themselves in such an awful way.
Dr. Weil's book Spontaneous Healing however is a jewel. I must check his website again or *The Webb* and order the book. This photocopied example is ugly and unmanageable, but will do for the time being of course. It is still *nice* to possess/*own* a normal book, hard- and softcover, specially books one wants to keep *forever*.
Until the next blog, and I have not forgotten *panic* and *panic attacks* to write about again, at the moment however I feel better to write about UPLIFTING subjects.
Until then, Willy
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
all-about- age and *HEALTHY-WEALTHY-WISE*
They say, sometimes: the older the crazier he/she gets. This is true sometimes, particularly if an aging Casanova subconsciously is facing what HE desperately wished is not happening, yet knows very well is happening and that HE cannot escape it.
Notice that I am talking about *a HE* creature, someone of the male persuasion, of the male species.
Often, accustomed to a certain *civilized* way of life in our 20th and 21st Century, the way the *developed* countries are these days, such a male keeps it all EXTREMELY WELL HIDDEN (how he really feels).
I said something of this nature to a woman whose spouse I feel I know quite well, who gave at least me the impression that there was a lot going on IN HIS PSYCHE indicating to me that he is going through something as described in the 1st paragraph.
She appeared surprised. I changed the subject definitely not wishing to have anything to do with whatever is going on in their married life, so I asked her how she was doing. Also that I meant well and sincerely.
I listened for a while, asked her what medication she was taking these days and mentioned that she herself would be able to do a lot in order to FEEL A LOT BETTER!!
The fear I mentioned, the fear that it might happen, or start again. Yes she agreed, in such a way that I knew I had a *bull's eye*, meanwhile knowing very well how FEAR can make you lose *everything*.
Many years ago when I visited The Netherlands, where I was born and spent the first 50 years of my life, I made and appointment with *the mentor* of my coach Advanced Applied Kinesiology. When I was studying Advanced Applied Kinesiology, this coach spoke so highly of her mentor that I made a mental note that one day I would visit him and have him test me through.
The mental note I made in 1989, the visits (2) occurred in June/July 2001, 12 years later.
I am mentioning this only because whilst writing this, and about an aging Casanova, the A.A.K. expert briefed me on some useful things, showed me some recent books he liked, and one of them was: *EROS ON CRUTCHES*.
I smiled at the time, thinking about *EROS* - the dear boy, whom I knew very well you see, but not about the aging Casanova in this blog.
The A.K.K. expert looked at me questioningly - oh, I said, too long a story, and I am here only for a check-up. He nodded and we continued the introductory conversation that he had started and which was mainly focussed on my life.
I did not mind talking about it, but time being of the essence, it was getting *late*. Well - he began closing the talk: if you still want to be tested, we have to do it NOW. Great I said, after all dear (A.K.K. expert).... that in fact is precisely why I made this appointment with you, why I travelled *all the way* to your village - whilst in The Netherlands, so lets get on with it.
As he got up and I walked over to the therapy table, in the passing so-to-say, he said something that did and did not surprise me, however I just had not thought about it in such a way: Willy - your ex-husband is a PSYCHOPATH !!
That was his conclusion after having *extracted* information from me, just by asking me questions and with me replying honestly, and to the best of my ability. Good grief, I exclaimed, really? I would honestly never have come up with that *damning* label myself, but I ACCEPTED the therapist's words - fully.
I did not enter into a discussion about why, how, what, the extensive information I did supply made him come up with the description of PSYCHOPATH.
The A.A.K. test, which I had come for was briefer than I had wished for and just before I returned to Turkey I had another follow-up test (only). On the spot the therapist prepared a *vibrational* potion the first time and the second and last time he tested me he prepared a follow-up tincture, based on how he found me *energetically* then.
I paid for the sessions, thanked him, and I felt extremely BLESSED that I had had the opportunity to be tested by this A.K.K. expert. Later while still in The Netherlands I mentioned my visit to the married couple I talk about in this blog, saying that I thought very highly of the therapist, recommending him warmly.
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In the hands of such a healer, under his guidance and supervision, I am convinced, everyone who really wants to feel better, improve his/her health is SUCCESFULL achieving POSITIVE RESULTS.
Unfortunately people like our aging Casanova and his spouse are not the kind of folks interested, yet they would benefit tremendously should they opt for such assistance towards FEELING BETTER.
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FEAR is a suicidal partner, FEAR is a terrible UGLY husband or wife, FEAR does *not support* any I AM IN LOVE *software*, FEAR *disables* the mechanism(s) and abilities TO LOVE,
and medication prescribed by the *ALLOPATHIC healthcare industry*, for instance surpressing fear, keeping BI-POLAR illness under control, cause a person SWALLOWING those pills to
*develope* a personality, basically *alien* to their original *self*.
The result of my continuous awarenesses based on my observations and meanwhile 20 years experience as a HEALTH COACH* do not make me feel any better because *THEY*(others)are not doing anything to improve their own health and wellness.
That I feel *rotten* is really not that important, but that people I care about are not *prepared* to take matters in their own hands, and for instance start investigating everything about their own health or ill-health still SHOCKS me.
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I did mention to the woman whose husband I labelled as the aging Casanova that I would be able to give her a few usefull tips and techniques WITHOUT her discarding her *trusted* medication prescribed by a psychiater.
If you are interested in working on yourself, improving your own feelings of well-being, let me know I said. I am not about to do anything if someone is not fully committed, and of course sees me as someone who might be able to *assist*.
She said that she would call me *next week* into which we are now. I did not say *do not*, I would be pleasantly surprised if indeed she would do that, but do not expect it.
It would actually be a very important decision which could influence her life in a very positive way, but again I do not expect her to do so, to have to COURAGE to make that choice.
For today - not having written for a while: that is it. A short *essay* about The Aging Casanova
and his Manic Depressed spouse.
P.S. Someone might say: and therefore I am saying it: no wonder!! When your husband is a Casanova, when your wife is under the influence of medication for Manic Depressiveness - a case of THE CHICKEN OR THE EGG - i.e. who evokes what in whom.
*HAPPILY MARRIED* for decades one *escapes* into being a Casanova, the other into a serious MENTAL disorder is what crossed my mind - and automatically I felt sorry for both of them. They, on the other hand, accustomed to carrying their own brimming briefcases of well-known stuff, do not want to either empty them, or buy themselves a nice new 100% clean one.
I learned the latter already 30 years ago. Not that I was so courageous to do what would really have been best for me then. Oh no - in fact I was STUPID enough to return to what I already had left: the aging Casanova - the impotent Psychopath continuously threatening me with ending his life (if I did not...do...or stop...whatever it was he considered not in his own interest).
Nobody knows better than I know now how it is to live with men, all of them Casanova's, and all of them Psychopaths too. I know that it sounds awful, but unfortunately I did research the subject intensively whilst at the same time gathering all practical experience possible.
Willy.
Notice that I am talking about *a HE* creature, someone of the male persuasion, of the male species.
Often, accustomed to a certain *civilized* way of life in our 20th and 21st Century, the way the *developed* countries are these days, such a male keeps it all EXTREMELY WELL HIDDEN (how he really feels).
I said something of this nature to a woman whose spouse I feel I know quite well, who gave at least me the impression that there was a lot going on IN HIS PSYCHE indicating to me that he is going through something as described in the 1st paragraph.
She appeared surprised. I changed the subject definitely not wishing to have anything to do with whatever is going on in their married life, so I asked her how she was doing. Also that I meant well and sincerely.
I listened for a while, asked her what medication she was taking these days and mentioned that she herself would be able to do a lot in order to FEEL A LOT BETTER!!
The fear I mentioned, the fear that it might happen, or start again. Yes she agreed, in such a way that I knew I had a *bull's eye*, meanwhile knowing very well how FEAR can make you lose *everything*.
Many years ago when I visited The Netherlands, where I was born and spent the first 50 years of my life, I made and appointment with *the mentor* of my coach Advanced Applied Kinesiology. When I was studying Advanced Applied Kinesiology, this coach spoke so highly of her mentor that I made a mental note that one day I would visit him and have him test me through.
The mental note I made in 1989, the visits (2) occurred in June/July 2001, 12 years later.
I am mentioning this only because whilst writing this, and about an aging Casanova, the A.A.K. expert briefed me on some useful things, showed me some recent books he liked, and one of them was: *EROS ON CRUTCHES*.
I smiled at the time, thinking about *EROS* - the dear boy, whom I knew very well you see, but not about the aging Casanova in this blog.
The A.K.K. expert looked at me questioningly - oh, I said, too long a story, and I am here only for a check-up. He nodded and we continued the introductory conversation that he had started and which was mainly focussed on my life.
I did not mind talking about it, but time being of the essence, it was getting *late*. Well - he began closing the talk: if you still want to be tested, we have to do it NOW. Great I said, after all dear (A.K.K. expert).... that in fact is precisely why I made this appointment with you, why I travelled *all the way* to your village - whilst in The Netherlands, so lets get on with it.
As he got up and I walked over to the therapy table, in the passing so-to-say, he said something that did and did not surprise me, however I just had not thought about it in such a way: Willy - your ex-husband is a PSYCHOPATH !!
That was his conclusion after having *extracted* information from me, just by asking me questions and with me replying honestly, and to the best of my ability. Good grief, I exclaimed, really? I would honestly never have come up with that *damning* label myself, but I ACCEPTED the therapist's words - fully.
I did not enter into a discussion about why, how, what, the extensive information I did supply made him come up with the description of PSYCHOPATH.
The A.A.K. test, which I had come for was briefer than I had wished for and just before I returned to Turkey I had another follow-up test (only). On the spot the therapist prepared a *vibrational* potion the first time and the second and last time he tested me he prepared a follow-up tincture, based on how he found me *energetically* then.
I paid for the sessions, thanked him, and I felt extremely BLESSED that I had had the opportunity to be tested by this A.K.K. expert. Later while still in The Netherlands I mentioned my visit to the married couple I talk about in this blog, saying that I thought very highly of the therapist, recommending him warmly.
____________________________________________________________________
In the hands of such a healer, under his guidance and supervision, I am convinced, everyone who really wants to feel better, improve his/her health is SUCCESFULL achieving POSITIVE RESULTS.
Unfortunately people like our aging Casanova and his spouse are not the kind of folks interested, yet they would benefit tremendously should they opt for such assistance towards FEELING BETTER.
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FEAR is a suicidal partner, FEAR is a terrible UGLY husband or wife, FEAR does *not support* any I AM IN LOVE *software*, FEAR *disables* the mechanism(s) and abilities TO LOVE,
and medication prescribed by the *ALLOPATHIC healthcare industry*, for instance surpressing fear, keeping BI-POLAR illness under control, cause a person SWALLOWING those pills to
*develope* a personality, basically *alien* to their original *self*.
The result of my continuous awarenesses based on my observations and meanwhile 20 years experience as a HEALTH COACH* do not make me feel any better because *THEY*(others)are not doing anything to improve their own health and wellness.
That I feel *rotten* is really not that important, but that people I care about are not *prepared* to take matters in their own hands, and for instance start investigating everything about their own health or ill-health still SHOCKS me.
____________________________________________________________________
I did mention to the woman whose husband I labelled as the aging Casanova that I would be able to give her a few usefull tips and techniques WITHOUT her discarding her *trusted* medication prescribed by a psychiater.
If you are interested in working on yourself, improving your own feelings of well-being, let me know I said. I am not about to do anything if someone is not fully committed, and of course sees me as someone who might be able to *assist*.
She said that she would call me *next week* into which we are now. I did not say *do not*, I would be pleasantly surprised if indeed she would do that, but do not expect it.
It would actually be a very important decision which could influence her life in a very positive way, but again I do not expect her to do so, to have to COURAGE to make that choice.
For today - not having written for a while: that is it. A short *essay* about The Aging Casanova
and his Manic Depressed spouse.
P.S. Someone might say: and therefore I am saying it: no wonder!! When your husband is a Casanova, when your wife is under the influence of medication for Manic Depressiveness - a case of THE CHICKEN OR THE EGG - i.e. who evokes what in whom.
*HAPPILY MARRIED* for decades one *escapes* into being a Casanova, the other into a serious MENTAL disorder is what crossed my mind - and automatically I felt sorry for both of them. They, on the other hand, accustomed to carrying their own brimming briefcases of well-known stuff, do not want to either empty them, or buy themselves a nice new 100% clean one.
I learned the latter already 30 years ago. Not that I was so courageous to do what would really have been best for me then. Oh no - in fact I was STUPID enough to return to what I already had left: the aging Casanova - the impotent Psychopath continuously threatening me with ending his life (if I did not...do...or stop...whatever it was he considered not in his own interest).
Nobody knows better than I know now how it is to live with men, all of them Casanova's, and all of them Psychopaths too. I know that it sounds awful, but unfortunately I did research the subject intensively whilst at the same time gathering all practical experience possible.
Willy.
Monday, March 23, 2009
all-about-age = knowledge, experience, POWER
WOW - Psysalis !!! - The trends are: the more *exotic* the more popular, it seems. At least it was my conclusion, briefly looking at a cooking programme (on one of the German TV stations).
Psysalis !! One of the contestants had a bowl of them preparing her dish, the well-known starcook - moderator briefly stopped next to the contestant, a white haired woman in her 70's stating what she was busy preparing. Well - why not *Coquille St. Jaques with this, that and PSYSALIS.
PSYSALIS !! as if that rings a bell, as if that is an everyday ingredient we use, is how the woman LOOKED.
I had never heard of it, so I went and checked on Internet - the WIKIPEDIA of course.
My small research project lasted throughout the cooking session and I have no idea whether the contestant came out with shining colours, but I now KNOW what is Physalis!!
What's more: I am so pleased that I did take the time to do that, because I discovered (again) what CRYPTOXANTIN - the major *medicinal property* in Psysalis is (and of course *does*)
WOW - and as if that was not enough as in *discovery* for one day - I also discovered again that WITHANIA SOMNIFERA aka Indıan Ginseng and Psysalis ARE THE SAME.
In AYURVEDIC medicine Withania Somnifera is used a lot, as *the herb* (leaves, root) and Indian Ginseng as it is also called (because the Indians are using it as a healing property) is also an ADAPTOGEN - a natural product that the entire systen can benifit from, briefly said.
Isn't that interesting I thought, after so many years of using such natural products, working with them, buying them, *knowing* a lot about what they *can do for you*, that suddenly I am renewing my own knowledge.
Psysalis !!! The fruit (of the shrub/tree) really looks beautiful, I captured it, created a 7 page document with the picture as page one, and as I read everything: well: I'll be darned, not only Psysalis contains that useful - amazing substance Cryptoxantin, also APPLES, orangerind, butter, eggyolk, papaya and BOVINE Bloodserum have that healing property.
Crytoxantin is similar to Beta Carotene, is also a PRO Vitamin A, and recent research mentions that it is useful against LUNG CANCER (immortality cells)
A real find, another collected jewel added to my treasure chest.
So much more is known now, and available to find, research, know about, provided you have a computer and an Internet Connection.
Note: One of my mentors: Prof. Dr. James Defares, a chelation, cell therapy, anti-aging expert already taught me (1970's) that when feeling under the weather with a cold: take Vitamin A - 100.000 i.u. FOR ONE WEEK.
I knew, but I *forgot*, did not think of it when about 2 weeks ago I went down with a cold.
Today: I am taking it easy, or else......too much stress for my metabolism to cope with, and I start coughing again. About 3-4 hours of non-stop light domestic chores I completed, deciding that now I was going back to bed again.
The small interlude of looking at Psysalis as an ingredient of a dish, my checking all I needed to know - and: how *extraordinary* that Cryptoxantin - that very useful element is also found in the plainest of food, such as APPLES, such as BUTTER, such is BOVINE blood, such as EGGYOLKS.
Not too difficult to remember: when you feel under the weather: apples, butter, eggyolks, beefbroth (for instance) or bloodsausage !! (with red cabbage, apples, a bit of orange rind, and some (mixed) fruitjuice). baked apple in eggyolk sprinkled with Indian Ginseng.
But despite the delicious foodcombinations that I am thinking off, with ingredients to get you well because they contain Cryptoxantin, I shall buy a few bottles of ordinary Vitamin A capsules
as a stock and some Indian Ginseng as well (which I discovered being sold here, 100 gram for €5 or so). It is quite hot and spicey, and best taken of course in a capsule.
All-about-age = knowlegde, experience, and power. Remembering is important, and not checking as happened to me, not that stupid, I had just been focussing on something else, not relevant here now
Bye, Willy
,
Psysalis !! One of the contestants had a bowl of them preparing her dish, the well-known starcook - moderator briefly stopped next to the contestant, a white haired woman in her 70's stating what she was busy preparing. Well - why not *Coquille St. Jaques with this, that and PSYSALIS.
PSYSALIS !! as if that rings a bell, as if that is an everyday ingredient we use, is how the woman LOOKED.
I had never heard of it, so I went and checked on Internet - the WIKIPEDIA of course.
My small research project lasted throughout the cooking session and I have no idea whether the contestant came out with shining colours, but I now KNOW what is Physalis!!
What's more: I am so pleased that I did take the time to do that, because I discovered (again) what CRYPTOXANTIN - the major *medicinal property* in Psysalis is (and of course *does*)
WOW - and as if that was not enough as in *discovery* for one day - I also discovered again that WITHANIA SOMNIFERA aka Indıan Ginseng and Psysalis ARE THE SAME.
In AYURVEDIC medicine Withania Somnifera is used a lot, as *the herb* (leaves, root) and Indian Ginseng as it is also called (because the Indians are using it as a healing property) is also an ADAPTOGEN - a natural product that the entire systen can benifit from, briefly said.
Isn't that interesting I thought, after so many years of using such natural products, working with them, buying them, *knowing* a lot about what they *can do for you*, that suddenly I am renewing my own knowledge.
Psysalis !!! The fruit (of the shrub/tree) really looks beautiful, I captured it, created a 7 page document with the picture as page one, and as I read everything: well: I'll be darned, not only Psysalis contains that useful - amazing substance Cryptoxantin, also APPLES, orangerind, butter, eggyolk, papaya and BOVINE Bloodserum have that healing property.
Crytoxantin is similar to Beta Carotene, is also a PRO Vitamin A, and recent research mentions that it is useful against LUNG CANCER (immortality cells)
A real find, another collected jewel added to my treasure chest.
So much more is known now, and available to find, research, know about, provided you have a computer and an Internet Connection.
Note: One of my mentors: Prof. Dr. James Defares, a chelation, cell therapy, anti-aging expert already taught me (1970's) that when feeling under the weather with a cold: take Vitamin A - 100.000 i.u. FOR ONE WEEK.
I knew, but I *forgot*, did not think of it when about 2 weeks ago I went down with a cold.
Today: I am taking it easy, or else......too much stress for my metabolism to cope with, and I start coughing again. About 3-4 hours of non-stop light domestic chores I completed, deciding that now I was going back to bed again.
The small interlude of looking at Psysalis as an ingredient of a dish, my checking all I needed to know - and: how *extraordinary* that Cryptoxantin - that very useful element is also found in the plainest of food, such as APPLES, such as BUTTER, such is BOVINE blood, such as EGGYOLKS.
Not too difficult to remember: when you feel under the weather: apples, butter, eggyolks, beefbroth (for instance) or bloodsausage !! (with red cabbage, apples, a bit of orange rind, and some (mixed) fruitjuice). baked apple in eggyolk sprinkled with Indian Ginseng.
But despite the delicious foodcombinations that I am thinking off, with ingredients to get you well because they contain Cryptoxantin, I shall buy a few bottles of ordinary Vitamin A capsules
as a stock and some Indian Ginseng as well (which I discovered being sold here, 100 gram for €5 or so). It is quite hot and spicey, and best taken of course in a capsule.
All-about-age = knowlegde, experience, and power. Remembering is important, and not checking as happened to me, not that stupid, I had just been focussing on something else, not relevant here now
Bye, Willy
,
all-about-age
I read a very interesting short article yesterday which is worth mentioning:
STRESS induces development of strains of E.Coli !!
I shall elaborate on this in a next blog, and I have not forgotten to do the same
about *panic* and *panic attacks*.
About E.Coli: the last word has not yet been said, and I am very pleased that some
researchers have now come up with more news about E.Coli.
E.Coli is a very nasty monster, as far as I am concerned, and why I think so, I shall
explain later, for now: this gets posted to.
STRESS induces development of strains of E.Coli !!
I shall elaborate on this in a next blog, and I have not forgotten to do the same
about *panic* and *panic attacks*.
About E.Coli: the last word has not yet been said, and I am very pleased that some
researchers have now come up with more news about E.Coli.
E.Coli is a very nasty monster, as far as I am concerned, and why I think so, I shall
explain later, for now: this gets posted to.
all-about-age
It has just turned Tuesday, 24th March 2009, time (really) 00.01 and although this blog shall always be titled *all-about-age*, at the moment *all-about-time(ing)* did cross my mind.
A brief message this time, I was thinking about a woman I had met (turn of the century - which sounds rather funny) early 2000's we met, in the lovely Turkish seaside resort KALKAN. It is not far from where I reside, yet I have not been there for years. No reason whatsoever to go there, these days.
I know the year she was born (1952), which makes her on her birthday, should she still be alive and I have no reason to believe otherwise, 57. When we met she therefore was 48/49 and at the time *still a beauty*, however *rather confused*
I got up from my seat, suddenly wondering whether I would find her with her full name on Internet and indeed I did, of sorts that is. Her place in Kalkan, but after having checked: NOT ACTIVE.
All-about-age: at 57 she could still be doing something, somewhere, and at the time of being acquinted she did have a computer, the small hotel she ran was listed and she used the PC, so working with a computer, about 9 years later should not be an obstacle, I considered.
Another woman I met *online* just had gallbladder surgery someone else in closer/direct contact informed her subscribers, including me. Ah, I thought, having quite forgotten that this STUPID woman already had had attacks, with doctors advising her to have an operation to remove the sick organ and she refusing to heed such SOUND advise.
Note: I could have told her to follow those doctors' advise - based on personal experience, not with my own but with the one of my husband H.G. Holmes. I did not, I doubt whether it would have changed her mind, just an impression I got about the woman.
Too bad some people are like this: not *their age* not acting like a responsible adult. You should not continue walking around with such a time bomb in your body, and someone *preaching some gospels*, calling herself a visionairy, an expert of all sorts of therapies, to improve health, is then a very stupid person letting it get that far.
A brief message this time, I was thinking about a woman I had met (turn of the century - which sounds rather funny) early 2000's we met, in the lovely Turkish seaside resort KALKAN. It is not far from where I reside, yet I have not been there for years. No reason whatsoever to go there, these days.
I know the year she was born (1952), which makes her on her birthday, should she still be alive and I have no reason to believe otherwise, 57. When we met she therefore was 48/49 and at the time *still a beauty*, however *rather confused*
I got up from my seat, suddenly wondering whether I would find her with her full name on Internet and indeed I did, of sorts that is. Her place in Kalkan, but after having checked: NOT ACTIVE.
All-about-age: at 57 she could still be doing something, somewhere, and at the time of being acquinted she did have a computer, the small hotel she ran was listed and she used the PC, so working with a computer, about 9 years later should not be an obstacle, I considered.
Another woman I met *online* just had gallbladder surgery someone else in closer/direct contact informed her subscribers, including me. Ah, I thought, having quite forgotten that this STUPID woman already had had attacks, with doctors advising her to have an operation to remove the sick organ and she refusing to heed such SOUND advise.
Note: I could have told her to follow those doctors' advise - based on personal experience, not with my own but with the one of my husband H.G. Holmes. I did not, I doubt whether it would have changed her mind, just an impression I got about the woman.
Too bad some people are like this: not *their age* not acting like a responsible adult. You should not continue walking around with such a time bomb in your body, and someone *preaching some gospels*, calling herself a visionairy, an expert of all sorts of therapies, to improve health, is then a very stupid person letting it get that far.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Panic, Panic Attacks.
Panic, Panic attack are feelings and *emotions* that can *enter* someone, often caused by something that person is (very well) aware of.
I am giving some examples most people could recognize:
*You have been warned, this is the last time* and in the middle of the *next* time, happening NOW you suddenly remember that you have been warned, it could well be that *now* it is too late for saying *sorry*, apologizing for doing it again.
Feelings of PANIC that you feel and recognize as feelings of panic is a very nasty and UNSETTLING business.
Some people panic easily resulting for instance in becoming *scatterbrained*, *where are my keys, I am going to be late, I am going to miss my plane, train*, and others deal with such STRESS in different ways, such as feeling paralized, not able to put one foot in front of the other, yawning, feeling so tired that one could fall asleep *standing up*.
AT ALL TIMES - a certain metabolic process is set into motion that needs to be stopped, or else.
Or else? Yes, it has to be stopped - and at once!!
Do not underestimate your body's reactions, and the more you know, and the more you can learn, without it being too difficult, too complicated, the better you are equipped to be of service to yourself.
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This morning such a *shot* of panic trembled briefly *in* ME !!!
Wow, I thought rather surprised, because I was *only* about to sit in front of my computer whilst listening to *the radio*. What did I *pick up*, like a bug/virus listening to some news, that basically does not affect me at all?
I could work myself into such a state, worrying, worrying and start creating and developing such panic attacks, but I would be very very stupid to do that. Worrying about what could be happening to people, because of the spiralling down economies everywhere would also not be in my own interest.
I am not a coldblooded, callous person, who does not care, I am just illustrating something, that happened to me, only about 45 minutes ago and because it is not the first time that I have had problems FEELING (unpleasant) emotions, I have become EXTRA alert.
As a *multi-dimensional sensitive (which is why this is *ailing* me), I had to become aware of this, and especially: this emotion does not *belong* to me. Either it is an emotion that one other individual has, an entire group (a collective), even a whole nation, even a globally spreading monster.
I have not met others with exactly the same *disease* (complaint) and even if I had, which many years ago I wished I had in order to share information and feel more at ease, these days I needed to find different methods to *share*.
My blog at http://www.all-about-age.blogspot.com/ is brand-new, but already this morning I was wondering what I should write about now. I had noticed already that many bloggers before me who were enthousiastic bloggers, feeding their *friends* aka Internet Marketering clients with endless streams of emails referring to their latest blog, either have moved on to other (new) facilties, or are writing a lot less.
This morning someone I greatly admire and respect also has a blog on her website, andc when I checked it: the last blog is dated 28th January, 2009. I did not check other bloggers I know, but one thing is obvious: people get BORED with their toy (the bloggers I mean).
I do not have an email list at all, although I easily could have created one, but: would I have been able to keep the email-subscribers *happy*? I fear not.
Also I do not want to pester relatives or acquaintances (I do not have *friends* these days), sending them emails with the link to MY new toy.
But *no harm done*, I am a retired from the international business & management person and I do have lots and lots of time, or rather, I am beginning to feel rather FIT, jumping out of bed with feelings of wow - I feel fine - and where is the action that I can be part of.
That action - once, for decades my regular life, at some stage began to weigh, began to be a leaden burden, terribly boring, and without any sight on changes for me for the better, for a more exciting working lifestyle, bound by the terms of references and an official Ordinance, the entire Organization had to abide by.
Anyway, the contrast of what once, before it became boring and a burden, was my daily routine could not be greater with the life I have now. My daily life and routine is either just as boring or *exciting* as the completely different existence I had prior to becoming first no longer able to work (call it a total melt-down even), then over the years, unable to return to that particular job, slowly getting nearer to the official age of retirement (in the Netherlands), and finally in May 2006, full retirement.
Someone becoming 65 receives a State-pension, and someone who becomes 65 as a worker and employee stops working for that employer on that day. This is how it is in the Netherlands, and how it had been legally set up in my time. Times are changing and how it shall be in the future for people retiring, I did not follow because I am no longer living in the Netherlands, and because I have been unable to read a Dutch newspaper regularly for years, watch Dutch television, or listen to a Dutch radio station.
With the arrival of ADSL - broadband, personal computers with better technical facilities times are changing even more, certainly for someone like me, living abroad: NOW I can actually LISTEN (as I am doing now whilst typing this) to plain ordinary Dutch radio 1,2,3,4, and so on,
L I V E. That is quite relaxing, even *soothing* by the way.
It is the first time in my entire life, during my (boring) residence here in Southern Turkey, that I am actually listening to LIVE Dutch radio, you know: what you were used to - the news, on the hour, the weather after the news, the traffic jams, and in-between whatever *they* do come up with.
Wow - it is about 3 years ago that here, where I am living, we finally were able to work with ADSL and not that many years before that: we were able to use a mobile telephone here (since 2002), and not that many years before that: running water, electricity (around 1989).
It is inconceivable, is it not - certainly for normal folks - to live like that, and quite frankly they are absolutely right. How can I have an online business, an online-shop living here, for instance with the electricity conking out regularly during the wintermonths?
That happens here with all cables *up there*, exposed to the elements.
Turkey is a very large country, very beautiful too, and it takes a lot of money (which Turkey hardly has), a lot of expertise (which Turkey hardly has, but is getting through offering better education), a lot of effort,TIME, maintenance, upkeep to improve the quality of life of the inhabitants.
As a resident of Turkey, I went through the absences, the lack of the most normal things, one either is used to (from birth), and gets used to throughout one's life. In the Netherlands, after World War II, the country needed to be built up again, everyone knows. Also *everyone* in the Netherlands knows that the country is excellently organized and governed, although the Dutch just love to complain about what it is not right in their opinion.
Here by contrast: things *leave much to be desired*, when it comes to speaking one's mind, giving an opinion, having a safe and secure life, having financial securities, and so on.
However - I am quite sure that wherever someone lives, no matter how cushioned or rough and uncertain someone's life might be:
P A N I C and PANIC ATTACKS can affect everyone!!
If the above makes sense, including my examples and illustrations - some persons do not have the compassion in themselves to know automatically that everyone can have pain, can nearly die of a broken heart (and feel for others) than I am happy.
Prior to writing this blog I checked what can be done when you have feelings of PANIC, panic attacks, I am always *a therapist*, who keeps researching ailments, diseases, so I quickly checked.
The first round resulted in: mmmm, not so much to do with the complimentary medicine advise, much more what I also read, either *new* or refreshing my own knowledge stored in my own (poor) brain.
And with that I am coming to the end of this blog. I need to stretch my legs, turn up the heater, and do a bit of thinking, and work with pen and paper.
The beauty of course of typing my words as a blog, with the aid of most likely, fantastic software that I have not yet explored to see all that I can do, the tools I mean, is: I can save, I can edit, I can delete, and with my Adobe 9Pro, I can turn what I wrote as a blog into a PDF file (some sort of dairy).
See you on my next blog - continuing all I can come up with that has to do with PANIC, and of course, by the way, indeed yes: ALL-ABOUT-AGE.
Panic. panic attacks, are very *all-about-age*, about FEAR, about AGING, about STRESS.
Now: see you next time around, bye and *blessings*
Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
----------------------------
Formerly owner of *SLENDERLINE NEDERLAND*, which was located until end 1992 at 213 Koninginneweg, 1075 CS Amsterdam, The Netherlands.
Slenderline Nederland specialized in health and body improvement, it had an official legal status registered with the Amsterdam Chamber of Commerce and had to be closed (only) because I, the owner met with a near fatal accident (1991) and could not continue running the business and I had no successor.
I am giving some examples most people could recognize:
*You have been warned, this is the last time* and in the middle of the *next* time, happening NOW you suddenly remember that you have been warned, it could well be that *now* it is too late for saying *sorry*, apologizing for doing it again.
Feelings of PANIC that you feel and recognize as feelings of panic is a very nasty and UNSETTLING business.
Some people panic easily resulting for instance in becoming *scatterbrained*, *where are my keys, I am going to be late, I am going to miss my plane, train*, and others deal with such STRESS in different ways, such as feeling paralized, not able to put one foot in front of the other, yawning, feeling so tired that one could fall asleep *standing up*.
AT ALL TIMES - a certain metabolic process is set into motion that needs to be stopped, or else.
Or else? Yes, it has to be stopped - and at once!!
Do not underestimate your body's reactions, and the more you know, and the more you can learn, without it being too difficult, too complicated, the better you are equipped to be of service to yourself.
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This morning such a *shot* of panic trembled briefly *in* ME !!!
Wow, I thought rather surprised, because I was *only* about to sit in front of my computer whilst listening to *the radio*. What did I *pick up*, like a bug/virus listening to some news, that basically does not affect me at all?
I could work myself into such a state, worrying, worrying and start creating and developing such panic attacks, but I would be very very stupid to do that. Worrying about what could be happening to people, because of the spiralling down economies everywhere would also not be in my own interest.
I am not a coldblooded, callous person, who does not care, I am just illustrating something, that happened to me, only about 45 minutes ago and because it is not the first time that I have had problems FEELING (unpleasant) emotions, I have become EXTRA alert.
As a *multi-dimensional sensitive (which is why this is *ailing* me), I had to become aware of this, and especially: this emotion does not *belong* to me. Either it is an emotion that one other individual has, an entire group (a collective), even a whole nation, even a globally spreading monster.
I have not met others with exactly the same *disease* (complaint) and even if I had, which many years ago I wished I had in order to share information and feel more at ease, these days I needed to find different methods to *share*.
My blog at http://www.all-about-age.blogspot.com/ is brand-new, but already this morning I was wondering what I should write about now. I had noticed already that many bloggers before me who were enthousiastic bloggers, feeding their *friends* aka Internet Marketering clients with endless streams of emails referring to their latest blog, either have moved on to other (new) facilties, or are writing a lot less.
This morning someone I greatly admire and respect also has a blog on her website, andc when I checked it: the last blog is dated 28th January, 2009. I did not check other bloggers I know, but one thing is obvious: people get BORED with their toy (the bloggers I mean).
I do not have an email list at all, although I easily could have created one, but: would I have been able to keep the email-subscribers *happy*? I fear not.
Also I do not want to pester relatives or acquaintances (I do not have *friends* these days), sending them emails with the link to MY new toy.
But *no harm done*, I am a retired from the international business & management person and I do have lots and lots of time, or rather, I am beginning to feel rather FIT, jumping out of bed with feelings of wow - I feel fine - and where is the action that I can be part of.
That action - once, for decades my regular life, at some stage began to weigh, began to be a leaden burden, terribly boring, and without any sight on changes for me for the better, for a more exciting working lifestyle, bound by the terms of references and an official Ordinance, the entire Organization had to abide by.
Anyway, the contrast of what once, before it became boring and a burden, was my daily routine could not be greater with the life I have now. My daily life and routine is either just as boring or *exciting* as the completely different existence I had prior to becoming first no longer able to work (call it a total melt-down even), then over the years, unable to return to that particular job, slowly getting nearer to the official age of retirement (in the Netherlands), and finally in May 2006, full retirement.
Someone becoming 65 receives a State-pension, and someone who becomes 65 as a worker and employee stops working for that employer on that day. This is how it is in the Netherlands, and how it had been legally set up in my time. Times are changing and how it shall be in the future for people retiring, I did not follow because I am no longer living in the Netherlands, and because I have been unable to read a Dutch newspaper regularly for years, watch Dutch television, or listen to a Dutch radio station.
With the arrival of ADSL - broadband, personal computers with better technical facilities times are changing even more, certainly for someone like me, living abroad: NOW I can actually LISTEN (as I am doing now whilst typing this) to plain ordinary Dutch radio 1,2,3,4, and so on,
L I V E. That is quite relaxing, even *soothing* by the way.
It is the first time in my entire life, during my (boring) residence here in Southern Turkey, that I am actually listening to LIVE Dutch radio, you know: what you were used to - the news, on the hour, the weather after the news, the traffic jams, and in-between whatever *they* do come up with.
Wow - it is about 3 years ago that here, where I am living, we finally were able to work with ADSL and not that many years before that: we were able to use a mobile telephone here (since 2002), and not that many years before that: running water, electricity (around 1989).
It is inconceivable, is it not - certainly for normal folks - to live like that, and quite frankly they are absolutely right. How can I have an online business, an online-shop living here, for instance with the electricity conking out regularly during the wintermonths?
That happens here with all cables *up there*, exposed to the elements.
Turkey is a very large country, very beautiful too, and it takes a lot of money (which Turkey hardly has), a lot of expertise (which Turkey hardly has, but is getting through offering better education), a lot of effort,TIME, maintenance, upkeep to improve the quality of life of the inhabitants.
As a resident of Turkey, I went through the absences, the lack of the most normal things, one either is used to (from birth), and gets used to throughout one's life. In the Netherlands, after World War II, the country needed to be built up again, everyone knows. Also *everyone* in the Netherlands knows that the country is excellently organized and governed, although the Dutch just love to complain about what it is not right in their opinion.
Here by contrast: things *leave much to be desired*, when it comes to speaking one's mind, giving an opinion, having a safe and secure life, having financial securities, and so on.
However - I am quite sure that wherever someone lives, no matter how cushioned or rough and uncertain someone's life might be:
P A N I C and PANIC ATTACKS can affect everyone!!
If the above makes sense, including my examples and illustrations - some persons do not have the compassion in themselves to know automatically that everyone can have pain, can nearly die of a broken heart (and feel for others) than I am happy.
Prior to writing this blog I checked what can be done when you have feelings of PANIC, panic attacks, I am always *a therapist*, who keeps researching ailments, diseases, so I quickly checked.
The first round resulted in: mmmm, not so much to do with the complimentary medicine advise, much more what I also read, either *new* or refreshing my own knowledge stored in my own (poor) brain.
And with that I am coming to the end of this blog. I need to stretch my legs, turn up the heater, and do a bit of thinking, and work with pen and paper.
The beauty of course of typing my words as a blog, with the aid of most likely, fantastic software that I have not yet explored to see all that I can do, the tools I mean, is: I can save, I can edit, I can delete, and with my Adobe 9Pro, I can turn what I wrote as a blog into a PDF file (some sort of dairy).
See you on my next blog - continuing all I can come up with that has to do with PANIC, and of course, by the way, indeed yes: ALL-ABOUT-AGE.
Panic. panic attacks, are very *all-about-age*, about FEAR, about AGING, about STRESS.
Now: see you next time around, bye and *blessings*
Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
----------------------------
Formerly owner of *SLENDERLINE NEDERLAND*, which was located until end 1992 at 213 Koninginneweg, 1075 CS Amsterdam, The Netherlands.
Slenderline Nederland specialized in health and body improvement, it had an official legal status registered with the Amsterdam Chamber of Commerce and had to be closed (only) because I, the owner met with a near fatal accident (1991) and could not continue running the business and I had no successor.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
leef lang, blijf blij
Leef lang, blijf blij wenste ik onlangs iemand in zijn GASTENBOEK. Het was bedoeld ook voor de overige familieleden en het team waar deze zeer succesvolle Nederlander, zeer populair momenteel en zoals dat typisch Nederlands gaat, vooral IN HET BUITENLAND hoge ogen scoort.
Man oh man, dacht ik vaak, wat moet dat koppijn geven, allereerst: ALTIJD OP REIS en onderweg, altijd werken met *jetlag*, altijd slapen in hotelbedden, dan dien je er ook nog *goed*, dus niet gesloopt, uit te zien, het publiek toe te lachen, zelfs een gemoedelijkheid, blijheid uit te stralen, waar de mensen je ook voor waarderen. Je dient ervoor te zorgen dat alles aanwezig is, het materiaal, waarmee je werkt, en dat het levende materiaal (je medewerkers) ook in topvorm, blij, goed gemotiveerd is.
De administratieve rompslomp, die dit bedrijf heeft, internationaal geld verdienend, de accountants, de belastingdienst, de salarissen, kortom toen ik erover na ging denken - eventjes bedanken voor het aanwezig zijn op deze planeet, met deze unieke creatie, die zonder deze ene figuur nooit en te nimmer gestalte had gekregen, toen ik het GASTENBOEK vond.
De man waarover ik het heb, is inmiddels bijna ZESTIG, ook ooit *jong* geweest, is voorlopig, toppunt van de roem echt niet van plan te stoppen, en eerlijkgezegd dacht ik: Pff, hoe speelt ie het klaar en straalt daarbij ook nog BLIJHEID uit, en staan anderen, die bijvoorbeeld onderdeel van het team zijn er eigenlijk wel eens bij stil, inclusief vrouw en kinderen, dat inderdaad ze allemaal en stuk voor stuk geen werk zouden hebben als hij, die het creerde ermee zou stoppen, of er niet meer *zou zijn*?
Vandaar, al tikkend met een veelheıd aan gedachtes erover, zei ik, en ook ECHT uit de grond van mijn hart gemeend: LEEF LANG - BLIJF BLIJ.
Ik zei nog niet over wie het gaat en ik wil niet geheimzinnig doen hoor, welnee, het gaat over ANDRE RIEU. Ik moet eraan toevoegen: had ik nog in Nederland gewoond, had ik het nog zeer zeer druk gehad in een carrierebestaan, getrouwd met een *bewerkelıjke* man, ook nog een paar kinderen, zelfs *stief*kinderen, die allemaal van tijd tot tijd je bezig kunnen houden (als probleem) en een *sociaal leven*, tja dan was het mij waarschijnlijk nooit zo opgevallen. Toen was er nog geen computer zelfs, maar wel een lading aan rapporten, week-,maand-, en dagbladen om doorheen te komen, hetgeen ik tijdens het weekeinde ook nog trachtte te doen.
LEEF LANG en BLIJF BLIJ, vormt een onderdeel van het hoofdthema waar ik het over wil hebben (all-about-age). Het openen van deze Blog werd gedaan in het Engels, de eerste 2 blogs waren in het Engels en toen ik er probeerde achter te komen of ik nog een blog kon openen, deze geheel in het Nederlands, kwam ik daar met behulp van de BLOGGER hulp niet uit, ik vond niets. Nou dan maar niet, dan schrijf ik maar eventjes snel wat op in het Nederlands als een nieuwe blog, die ik publiceer.
Ik moet nog veel nazoeken, nog veel leren, eigenlijk niet heel veel afleren en de fouten, die ik gemaakt heb, oei,oei, wat ben ik blij dat ik daar achter gekomen ben en wel op een dusdanige RADICALE MANIER, dat ik in principe wel oliedom gebleven ben, maar ondanks dat een soort van super 6e zintuig heb moeten ontwikkelen, om niet meer zulke desastreuze fouten te (kunnen) maken.
Veel oefenen heeft tot resultaat, dat je op gegeven moment iets beter *aangeleerd* hebt, zelfs als je baalt van iets specifieks, als jijzelf vindt echt geen talent (ervoor) te hebben: door het GEDWONGEN toch te moeten doen, krijg je al doende toch vaardigheid.
Ik betrek ALLES op mijzelf, niemand voelt zich daarom *aangesproken*, ook gaat niemand denken *dat omdat ik erover schrijf, vanuit het eigen ervaren* men zichzelf met mij kan vergelijken, op een lijn staat. Dat kan dus niet.
Mijn kennis en ervaring is UNIEK de mijne, opgedaan op tijdstippen toen een ander nog niet wakker, uitgeslapen, niet geboren was zelfs.
Zo deelde ik onlangs -per email- iemand mede, dat het nu eindelijk eens diende op te houden met mij emails te sturen, terwijl ik al MAANDEN !!! regelmatig, maar zonder succes probeerde ervan af te komen (uitschrijven a.u.b. per omgaande).
Zo'n persoon belast mij dan met ongewenste rotzooi *door de brievenbus* nietwaar?
Ik ben ook niet gek, ook geen *freak* of *weirdo* (zoals de zendster van deze pest mijns insziens wel is, maar dat zei ik natuurlijk niet in mijn schrijven), maar ik zei het wel op een dusdanig nette manier, die iemand die intelligent is, een VLIJMSCHERPE Amsterdamse advocaat bijvoorbeeld, direct begrepen zou hebben (dat ik haar dat wel vond).
Ik verwacht van zo'n halfgare ook geen antwoord, maar wel dat ze een advocaat raadpleegt (Amerikaans, als Amerikaanse) of er geld uit te slepen is met een *lawsuit* (rechtszaak).
Geen poot om op te staan,want wat ik de overbelaster meedeelde was WAAR!! Dat ik ook zo eerlijk was om te schrijven, dat ik ALLES, dat temaken heeft met waar *deze-omhoog-gevallen-door-gebrek-aan-gewicht *madam* zich mee bezig houdt VAN MIJN COMPUTER AFGEHAALD HEB en op een externe hard-disc (vast plaat)vast gezet heb, en bovendien met een aantal techniekjes/foefjes bewerkt heb (energetisch of metafysisch), tja...zei ik haar al, ik weet dat zoiets misschien vreemd leest, echter na ruim 20 jaar expertise, als multi-dimensionale-kinesiologe (met een DIPLOMA, onderstreepte ik, voor alle duidelijkheid) heb ik schoon genoeg van zulke waanzin.
Dat laatste gaat over een therapie, die ik de afgelopen 3 jaar uitgebreid bestudeerd had, en op gegeven moment wist ik er voldoende over en toen: ERUIT !!
Maar...ik wilde het (nog) niet helemaal met de grond gelijk maken (deleten) omdat ik zeer veel tijd en energie erin stak, het allemaal te doorgronden, te downloaden.
Het begon me echter zo enorm tegen te staan, speciaal door de personen, die het (enthousiast)doorlopend per email aan de man/vrouw proberen te brengen, dat ik het niet langer als *een boosaardig monster*, of kankergewel op mijn computer wilde hebben.
p.s. ik moet eens vragen aan mijn *technische steunpilaar* of er eigenlijk nog iets is achtergebleven, dat ik met het gewone overhevelen naar een externe UBS disc ZELF niet heb kunnen vinden, ik wil gewoon er nooit meer door gestoord worden.
Het gaat hier overigens om E.F.T. (Emotional Freedom Technique), een energie therapie die pretendeert dat je overal vanaf komt, als je het toepast, maar uiteraard wordt er altijd bij vermeld, dat men geen enkele claims heeft op hij/zij die het beweerde op uitvoert.
Ik vind dat overigens prima, correct want je kunt nou eenmaal niet verantwoordelijk zijn voor andermans welzijn, tenzij je 24 uur per dag als expert en officieel geregistreerd staand therapeut en ook nog met een duidelijke taakomschrijving en een goed in elkaar gezet JURIDISCH contract, iemand begeleidt.
Wat ik ervan vind, is mijn zaak, en wat ik met alle informatie doe of gedaan heb, is ook mijn zaak.
Ik heb wel indertijd het domein www.emofree.ws aangekocht, ik vond dat wel *geestig* in verband met mijn initialen *ws* en om iedereen, die ook eens ging kijken te dwarsbomen juist dat domein te gaan kopen en een website MET MIJN INITIALEN over dat onderwerp te openen.
Toen Google met de mogelijkheid kwam om een emailaccount aan te maken, gebruikte ik die domeinnaam en vanaf dat emailadress verstuur ik emails. Dat *mag* echt, maar ik ben ervan overtuigd, zou deze EFT - therapeute het allemaal haarfijn aan het napluizen zijn (het is zo'n type), ze van ergernis uit haar vel zal springen.
Enfin - het zal iedereen die dit eventueel zou lezen waarschijnlijk worst zijn, iemand die verliefd is neemt ook nooit aan dat het voorwerp van afgoding niet deugt, daar moet je zelf achter komen.
Maar.... deze therapie heeft het in Nederland niet *gehaald*, voor zover ik het heb kunnen onderzoeken. En waarom dan niet is toch logisch?? Wij zijn daar TE NUCHTER, wij zijn daar TE STABIEL voor.
Godzijdank dat ik gelukkig volbloed Nederlander ben, verklaar daarom maar eens bij deze.
Emotionele STABILITEIT is mijns insziens een veel betere status om aan te werken, zelfs de naam (te creeren) van *de therapie*.
EmotionalStabilityTechniques.com ?? Het zal al wel bestaan, maar ik ga het straks toch even checken, in feite doe ik dat NU !!, kleine onderbreking daarom..... en... beste allemaal...echt niet te geloven: EmotionalStabilityTechnique en met een *s* als meervoud BESTAAN NOG NIET als domeinen.
Dat betekend----lieve allemaal---dat nog nooit iemand op de gedachte gekomen is kennelijk om zich daarin te gaan specializeren, en uiteraard met deze therapie de wereldmarkt op te gaan.
Welnee, iedereen, die de schapen volgde, die reeds over de www.emofree.com dam gegaan waren, wilden daar graag bij horen. Dat is logisch, iedereen wil graag *ergens bij horen*, meestal tenminste. Ook wilden zij GELD VERDIENEN, en dat is ook heel gewoon, er is niet op tegen om geld, zelfs heel veel geld, te gaan verdienen met iets, dat *in* is.
Wat mij betreft, voorspelde ik dit geen lang leven, nog afgezien van hetgeen beweerd werd (dat het helpt), want als er te veel mensen zijn gekomen, die allemaal met deze therapie een broodwinning denken te krijgen: te veel maakt de spoeling dun, nıetwaar?
Het overspoelen van de markt, markt dumpimg, elke marketing expert weet daar alles van.
Dag allemaal, ik hoop dat julllie mijn blogs gaan lezen, eerst vinden natuurlijk, dat jullie er iets aan hebben en met eigen commentaar zullen komen. Dat lijkt me toch wel leuk.
Tot de volgende keer, Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
Man oh man, dacht ik vaak, wat moet dat koppijn geven, allereerst: ALTIJD OP REIS en onderweg, altijd werken met *jetlag*, altijd slapen in hotelbedden, dan dien je er ook nog *goed*, dus niet gesloopt, uit te zien, het publiek toe te lachen, zelfs een gemoedelijkheid, blijheid uit te stralen, waar de mensen je ook voor waarderen. Je dient ervoor te zorgen dat alles aanwezig is, het materiaal, waarmee je werkt, en dat het levende materiaal (je medewerkers) ook in topvorm, blij, goed gemotiveerd is.
De administratieve rompslomp, die dit bedrijf heeft, internationaal geld verdienend, de accountants, de belastingdienst, de salarissen, kortom toen ik erover na ging denken - eventjes bedanken voor het aanwezig zijn op deze planeet, met deze unieke creatie, die zonder deze ene figuur nooit en te nimmer gestalte had gekregen, toen ik het GASTENBOEK vond.
De man waarover ik het heb, is inmiddels bijna ZESTIG, ook ooit *jong* geweest, is voorlopig, toppunt van de roem echt niet van plan te stoppen, en eerlijkgezegd dacht ik: Pff, hoe speelt ie het klaar en straalt daarbij ook nog BLIJHEID uit, en staan anderen, die bijvoorbeeld onderdeel van het team zijn er eigenlijk wel eens bij stil, inclusief vrouw en kinderen, dat inderdaad ze allemaal en stuk voor stuk geen werk zouden hebben als hij, die het creerde ermee zou stoppen, of er niet meer *zou zijn*?
Vandaar, al tikkend met een veelheıd aan gedachtes erover, zei ik, en ook ECHT uit de grond van mijn hart gemeend: LEEF LANG - BLIJF BLIJ.
Ik zei nog niet over wie het gaat en ik wil niet geheimzinnig doen hoor, welnee, het gaat over ANDRE RIEU. Ik moet eraan toevoegen: had ik nog in Nederland gewoond, had ik het nog zeer zeer druk gehad in een carrierebestaan, getrouwd met een *bewerkelıjke* man, ook nog een paar kinderen, zelfs *stief*kinderen, die allemaal van tijd tot tijd je bezig kunnen houden (als probleem) en een *sociaal leven*, tja dan was het mij waarschijnlijk nooit zo opgevallen. Toen was er nog geen computer zelfs, maar wel een lading aan rapporten, week-,maand-, en dagbladen om doorheen te komen, hetgeen ik tijdens het weekeinde ook nog trachtte te doen.
LEEF LANG en BLIJF BLIJ, vormt een onderdeel van het hoofdthema waar ik het over wil hebben (all-about-age). Het openen van deze Blog werd gedaan in het Engels, de eerste 2 blogs waren in het Engels en toen ik er probeerde achter te komen of ik nog een blog kon openen, deze geheel in het Nederlands, kwam ik daar met behulp van de BLOGGER hulp niet uit, ik vond niets. Nou dan maar niet, dan schrijf ik maar eventjes snel wat op in het Nederlands als een nieuwe blog, die ik publiceer.
Ik moet nog veel nazoeken, nog veel leren, eigenlijk niet heel veel afleren en de fouten, die ik gemaakt heb, oei,oei, wat ben ik blij dat ik daar achter gekomen ben en wel op een dusdanige RADICALE MANIER, dat ik in principe wel oliedom gebleven ben, maar ondanks dat een soort van super 6e zintuig heb moeten ontwikkelen, om niet meer zulke desastreuze fouten te (kunnen) maken.
Veel oefenen heeft tot resultaat, dat je op gegeven moment iets beter *aangeleerd* hebt, zelfs als je baalt van iets specifieks, als jijzelf vindt echt geen talent (ervoor) te hebben: door het GEDWONGEN toch te moeten doen, krijg je al doende toch vaardigheid.
Ik betrek ALLES op mijzelf, niemand voelt zich daarom *aangesproken*, ook gaat niemand denken *dat omdat ik erover schrijf, vanuit het eigen ervaren* men zichzelf met mij kan vergelijken, op een lijn staat. Dat kan dus niet.
Mijn kennis en ervaring is UNIEK de mijne, opgedaan op tijdstippen toen een ander nog niet wakker, uitgeslapen, niet geboren was zelfs.
Zo deelde ik onlangs -per email- iemand mede, dat het nu eindelijk eens diende op te houden met mij emails te sturen, terwijl ik al MAANDEN !!! regelmatig, maar zonder succes probeerde ervan af te komen (uitschrijven a.u.b. per omgaande).
Zo'n persoon belast mij dan met ongewenste rotzooi *door de brievenbus* nietwaar?
Ik ben ook niet gek, ook geen *freak* of *weirdo* (zoals de zendster van deze pest mijns insziens wel is, maar dat zei ik natuurlijk niet in mijn schrijven), maar ik zei het wel op een dusdanig nette manier, die iemand die intelligent is, een VLIJMSCHERPE Amsterdamse advocaat bijvoorbeeld, direct begrepen zou hebben (dat ik haar dat wel vond).
Ik verwacht van zo'n halfgare ook geen antwoord, maar wel dat ze een advocaat raadpleegt (Amerikaans, als Amerikaanse) of er geld uit te slepen is met een *lawsuit* (rechtszaak).
Geen poot om op te staan,want wat ik de overbelaster meedeelde was WAAR!! Dat ik ook zo eerlijk was om te schrijven, dat ik ALLES, dat temaken heeft met waar *deze-omhoog-gevallen-door-gebrek-aan-gewicht *madam* zich mee bezig houdt VAN MIJN COMPUTER AFGEHAALD HEB en op een externe hard-disc (vast plaat)vast gezet heb, en bovendien met een aantal techniekjes/foefjes bewerkt heb (energetisch of metafysisch), tja...zei ik haar al, ik weet dat zoiets misschien vreemd leest, echter na ruim 20 jaar expertise, als multi-dimensionale-kinesiologe (met een DIPLOMA, onderstreepte ik, voor alle duidelijkheid) heb ik schoon genoeg van zulke waanzin.
Dat laatste gaat over een therapie, die ik de afgelopen 3 jaar uitgebreid bestudeerd had, en op gegeven moment wist ik er voldoende over en toen: ERUIT !!
Maar...ik wilde het (nog) niet helemaal met de grond gelijk maken (deleten) omdat ik zeer veel tijd en energie erin stak, het allemaal te doorgronden, te downloaden.
Het begon me echter zo enorm tegen te staan, speciaal door de personen, die het (enthousiast)doorlopend per email aan de man/vrouw proberen te brengen, dat ik het niet langer als *een boosaardig monster*, of kankergewel op mijn computer wilde hebben.
p.s. ik moet eens vragen aan mijn *technische steunpilaar* of er eigenlijk nog iets is achtergebleven, dat ik met het gewone overhevelen naar een externe UBS disc ZELF niet heb kunnen vinden, ik wil gewoon er nooit meer door gestoord worden.
Het gaat hier overigens om E.F.T. (Emotional Freedom Technique), een energie therapie die pretendeert dat je overal vanaf komt, als je het toepast, maar uiteraard wordt er altijd bij vermeld, dat men geen enkele claims heeft op hij/zij die het beweerde op uitvoert.
Ik vind dat overigens prima, correct want je kunt nou eenmaal niet verantwoordelijk zijn voor andermans welzijn, tenzij je 24 uur per dag als expert en officieel geregistreerd staand therapeut en ook nog met een duidelijke taakomschrijving en een goed in elkaar gezet JURIDISCH contract, iemand begeleidt.
Wat ik ervan vind, is mijn zaak, en wat ik met alle informatie doe of gedaan heb, is ook mijn zaak.
Ik heb wel indertijd het domein www.emofree.ws aangekocht, ik vond dat wel *geestig* in verband met mijn initialen *ws* en om iedereen, die ook eens ging kijken te dwarsbomen juist dat domein te gaan kopen en een website MET MIJN INITIALEN over dat onderwerp te openen.
Toen Google met de mogelijkheid kwam om een emailaccount aan te maken, gebruikte ik die domeinnaam en vanaf dat emailadress verstuur ik emails. Dat *mag* echt, maar ik ben ervan overtuigd, zou deze EFT - therapeute het allemaal haarfijn aan het napluizen zijn (het is zo'n type), ze van ergernis uit haar vel zal springen.
Enfin - het zal iedereen die dit eventueel zou lezen waarschijnlijk worst zijn, iemand die verliefd is neemt ook nooit aan dat het voorwerp van afgoding niet deugt, daar moet je zelf achter komen.
Maar.... deze therapie heeft het in Nederland niet *gehaald*, voor zover ik het heb kunnen onderzoeken. En waarom dan niet is toch logisch?? Wij zijn daar TE NUCHTER, wij zijn daar TE STABIEL voor.
Godzijdank dat ik gelukkig volbloed Nederlander ben, verklaar daarom maar eens bij deze.
Emotionele STABILITEIT is mijns insziens een veel betere status om aan te werken, zelfs de naam (te creeren) van *de therapie*.
EmotionalStabilityTechniques.com ?? Het zal al wel bestaan, maar ik ga het straks toch even checken, in feite doe ik dat NU !!, kleine onderbreking daarom..... en... beste allemaal...echt niet te geloven: EmotionalStabilityTechnique en met een *s* als meervoud BESTAAN NOG NIET als domeinen.
Dat betekend----lieve allemaal---dat nog nooit iemand op de gedachte gekomen is kennelijk om zich daarin te gaan specializeren, en uiteraard met deze therapie de wereldmarkt op te gaan.
Welnee, iedereen, die de schapen volgde, die reeds over de www.emofree.com dam gegaan waren, wilden daar graag bij horen. Dat is logisch, iedereen wil graag *ergens bij horen*, meestal tenminste. Ook wilden zij GELD VERDIENEN, en dat is ook heel gewoon, er is niet op tegen om geld, zelfs heel veel geld, te gaan verdienen met iets, dat *in* is.
Wat mij betreft, voorspelde ik dit geen lang leven, nog afgezien van hetgeen beweerd werd (dat het helpt), want als er te veel mensen zijn gekomen, die allemaal met deze therapie een broodwinning denken te krijgen: te veel maakt de spoeling dun, nıetwaar?
Het overspoelen van de markt, markt dumpimg, elke marketing expert weet daar alles van.
Dag allemaal, ik hoop dat julllie mijn blogs gaan lezen, eerst vinden natuurlijk, dat jullie er iets aan hebben en met eigen commentaar zullen komen. Dat lijkt me toch wel leuk.
Tot de volgende keer, Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
Saturday, February 28, 2009
all-about-age
Today, a glorious Sundaymorning yet ICEY cold I jumped out of bed bent on *mission*. I live practically at the border of the Mediterranean (in South Turkey, the mildest climate of all Turkey) and I repeat at 09.30 am: it is icey cold.
My neighbour SANDRA would say *bloody hell*. When she says something like that I smile because it sounds endearing, compassion shows then in her voice.
It really is *all-about-age* everyone!!!
Never *be-your-age*, I guess I am inclined to say these days, because that is boring and aging.
Not being your age usually is a NEGATIVE observation often said by one or the parents to the child, sulking like a baby, not getting his or her way.
*Be your age* - also I could say that to one of my siblings, who in my opinion is going through an *all-about-age* crisis.
I know what I am talking about because I had to come to terms with the facts of *BEING OFFICIALLY RETIRED*. Boy is that irksome, you cannot do this and that anymore irritated me mostly to the point of getting mildly to quite depressed.
All-about-age therefore I suspect is going to be a HOT ISSUE, a HOT ITEM to write about.
This is my very first blog, on my only therefore very first blogsite, that simply because the GOOGLE facilities seem to be that easy, even I managed to set it up.
When someone reads my bio: be aware of the fact that my profession is *all-about-age*. In 1990 I decided that I was going to *do* that (ANTI AGING - or - REJUVENATION also called REGENERATION), as a health therapist.
Twenty years ago, the world not being as it is now, such words were hardly used simply because it has not yet caught on at all. Not yet by the professional world, not yet by the people of this world.
Why I was so *advanced* to decide that I wanted to focus on ANTI AGING is not surprising at all and just as well that I am writing about this: I wanted to become VERY VERY OLD, as an achievement, feeling JOY and HAPPINESS, busy as a bee doing the things I LOVE most, enjoying a LIFESTYLE that suits and agrees with me.
Not for one second I have regretted my decision, but the going since has not been easy and DIGESTING what took place since 1990 through lack of the proper *DIGESTIVE ENZYMES* figuratively speaking nearly killed me. The shocks upon shocks wiped out my trust in people for starters, the uglyness in people made my blood shake - really - with intense rage.
All of it caused my life to be so horrible that often it was practically impossible to continue, but I went on, aided by *circumstancdes* (loved ones who needed me to survive in a new country).
Did a divine power organize events in such a manner? One day I might be able to feel clearer about that, now I just bless GOOGLE, I bless Hewitt-Packard, I bless everyone who made it possible that I am sitting in my home typing this blog, play some lovely music from my notebook.
One day I shall probably bless some people personally, by name, who were so creative, so intelligent, so persistent that now, this 21st Century I can just DO what I have in mind, no matter where I am, simply because the world has developed to a higher level of AWARENESS and INTEREST.
It is worth it - deciding to REJUVENATE!!, it takes a lot of energy to master the required skills of handling a computer in such a way, that you really can consider that small amount of square CENTIMETERS (my notebook) your home, your office.
It has to be experienced, to feel it. And even though one knows, as soon as one looks at the Windows software programme, it takes COURAGE to plunge in the deep, uncharted, it takes real courage to surf websites, look, read, and DECIDE.
I am still a novice, though already quite advanced, basically because I lack all technical feeling.
I am progressing, feeling less like a stupid idiot, able to perform better, even a lot FASTER.
As I mentioned: it is *ALL-ABOUT-AGE*, if your poor brain (and BODY) never needed to perform in such a way as most definitely is needed once *locked in*, and often with locked horns,
with your BEST FRIEND the computer, *the enemy* too, if things do not go according to intentions and purposes, well.......in my opinion......you have lost the battle.
Young ones, growing up with the computer, even genetically because their parents have been working with a computer for decades meanwhile, have it easier because such a lifestyle has become *THE NORMAL WAY OF LIFE*.
But when it comes to ANTI AGING - also the young ones could start at once, if they do not, also they lose out eventually aging faster, that people of my generation are doing, did.
People of my generation (1940's) - now reaching retirement age - need different assistance if they like *to grow old gracefully (and happily)* The notebook home AND office is a set-up that you need to LEARN, that needs to be TAUGHT.
I am still a student, but already educated enough to have come to the conclusion that YES - indeed my home, next to being my castle, is this small jewel - very personalized, to my taste, with colourful drapes, wonderful books, a library.
I am most grateful that somewhere inside me there was, still is this NEED to stay *on the ball*, to be creative, to be curious, to stay EFFICIENT, ORGANIZED and at the same time HAVE THE ENERGY, B E FIT ENOUGH, to continue learning, reading all there is to read and become KNOWLEDGEABLE about.
It keeps me *young* and a lot happier than most people who now are retired, I am convinced of that!! So many people, getting older feel they just cannot start all this *modern* stuff. It is totally UNTRUE, I can assure everyone. Well worth the effort you are then rewared with a new and different lifestyle, with so many often unexpected goodies and *finds*.
Byebye everyone, it is now time for my *elevensens* (a nice cup of coffee), time 10.44 (08.44 GMT, 22.44 in Hawaii and still 28.2.2009, 00.44 PT, in San Francisco) and some appropriate Sundaymorning MUSIC.
Until the next inspiration - live long, stay happy - Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
My neighbour SANDRA would say *bloody hell*. When she says something like that I smile because it sounds endearing, compassion shows then in her voice.
It really is *all-about-age* everyone!!!
Never *be-your-age*, I guess I am inclined to say these days, because that is boring and aging.
Not being your age usually is a NEGATIVE observation often said by one or the parents to the child, sulking like a baby, not getting his or her way.
*Be your age* - also I could say that to one of my siblings, who in my opinion is going through an *all-about-age* crisis.
I know what I am talking about because I had to come to terms with the facts of *BEING OFFICIALLY RETIRED*. Boy is that irksome, you cannot do this and that anymore irritated me mostly to the point of getting mildly to quite depressed.
All-about-age therefore I suspect is going to be a HOT ISSUE, a HOT ITEM to write about.
This is my very first blog, on my only therefore very first blogsite, that simply because the GOOGLE facilities seem to be that easy, even I managed to set it up.
When someone reads my bio: be aware of the fact that my profession is *all-about-age*. In 1990 I decided that I was going to *do* that (ANTI AGING - or - REJUVENATION also called REGENERATION), as a health therapist.
Twenty years ago, the world not being as it is now, such words were hardly used simply because it has not yet caught on at all. Not yet by the professional world, not yet by the people of this world.
Why I was so *advanced* to decide that I wanted to focus on ANTI AGING is not surprising at all and just as well that I am writing about this: I wanted to become VERY VERY OLD, as an achievement, feeling JOY and HAPPINESS, busy as a bee doing the things I LOVE most, enjoying a LIFESTYLE that suits and agrees with me.
Not for one second I have regretted my decision, but the going since has not been easy and DIGESTING what took place since 1990 through lack of the proper *DIGESTIVE ENZYMES* figuratively speaking nearly killed me. The shocks upon shocks wiped out my trust in people for starters, the uglyness in people made my blood shake - really - with intense rage.
All of it caused my life to be so horrible that often it was practically impossible to continue, but I went on, aided by *circumstancdes* (loved ones who needed me to survive in a new country).
Did a divine power organize events in such a manner? One day I might be able to feel clearer about that, now I just bless GOOGLE, I bless Hewitt-Packard, I bless everyone who made it possible that I am sitting in my home typing this blog, play some lovely music from my notebook.
One day I shall probably bless some people personally, by name, who were so creative, so intelligent, so persistent that now, this 21st Century I can just DO what I have in mind, no matter where I am, simply because the world has developed to a higher level of AWARENESS and INTEREST.
It is worth it - deciding to REJUVENATE!!, it takes a lot of energy to master the required skills of handling a computer in such a way, that you really can consider that small amount of square CENTIMETERS (my notebook) your home, your office.
It has to be experienced, to feel it. And even though one knows, as soon as one looks at the Windows software programme, it takes COURAGE to plunge in the deep, uncharted, it takes real courage to surf websites, look, read, and DECIDE.
I am still a novice, though already quite advanced, basically because I lack all technical feeling.
I am progressing, feeling less like a stupid idiot, able to perform better, even a lot FASTER.
As I mentioned: it is *ALL-ABOUT-AGE*, if your poor brain (and BODY) never needed to perform in such a way as most definitely is needed once *locked in*, and often with locked horns,
with your BEST FRIEND the computer, *the enemy* too, if things do not go according to intentions and purposes, well.......in my opinion......you have lost the battle.
Young ones, growing up with the computer, even genetically because their parents have been working with a computer for decades meanwhile, have it easier because such a lifestyle has become *THE NORMAL WAY OF LIFE*.
But when it comes to ANTI AGING - also the young ones could start at once, if they do not, also they lose out eventually aging faster, that people of my generation are doing, did.
People of my generation (1940's) - now reaching retirement age - need different assistance if they like *to grow old gracefully (and happily)* The notebook home AND office is a set-up that you need to LEARN, that needs to be TAUGHT.
I am still a student, but already educated enough to have come to the conclusion that YES - indeed my home, next to being my castle, is this small jewel - very personalized, to my taste, with colourful drapes, wonderful books, a library.
I am most grateful that somewhere inside me there was, still is this NEED to stay *on the ball*, to be creative, to be curious, to stay EFFICIENT, ORGANIZED and at the same time HAVE THE ENERGY, B E FIT ENOUGH, to continue learning, reading all there is to read and become KNOWLEDGEABLE about.
It keeps me *young* and a lot happier than most people who now are retired, I am convinced of that!! So many people, getting older feel they just cannot start all this *modern* stuff. It is totally UNTRUE, I can assure everyone. Well worth the effort you are then rewared with a new and different lifestyle, with so many often unexpected goodies and *finds*.
Byebye everyone, it is now time for my *elevensens* (a nice cup of coffee), time 10.44 (08.44 GMT, 22.44 in Hawaii and still 28.2.2009, 00.44 PT, in San Francisco) and some appropriate Sundaymorning MUSIC.
Until the next inspiration - live long, stay happy - Willy A.C. Holmes-Spoelder
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
all-about-age
Have you noticed and been aware that *these days* people appear to be aging faster?
Have you also noticed that *these days* people do not appear to be aging GRACEFULLY?
It is an issue that has been puzzling me now for some time or rather that struck me some years ago and to be honest: it rather shocked me when that entered my mind.....could that be true or is it just my *imagination* and more awareness as I am adding more years to my life??
This Blog has just been created, without I having any experience about the usefulness or whether others shall actually FIND SUCH A BLOG !!! ??
For now: do not hesitate to react - everyone, anyone interested, and with enough energy. That would be fun.
Until I blog again: live long - stay happy
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