Saturday, March 22, 2008







"Life may be brimming over with experiences, but somewhere, deep inside, all of us carry a vast fruitful loneliness wherever we go. And sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths, or the turning inward in prayer for five short minutes."









It is from the book of diaries from Etty Hillesum ...
she
was killed by the Nazis in a concentration camp in
1943.........................

Friday, March 21, 2008






I bought an album in 1993 when it was first released.
It is unique
powerful.

Gavin Bryars, a classical composer had produced this album and tells the powerful story of how it came about .....

Please consider reading this word for word
Please don't scan and skip.

On my piPhone, above, there is a song called 'Tramp .......'
it starts so quiet
it is the longest track I have ever posted
consider
drinking at the well
listen
maybe
eyes closed
lights out
experiences can be much bigger than words
take a slice of 'big' ............

..... here is the story from Gavin, all about how he discovered ............



"In 1971, when I lived in London, I was working with a friend, Alan Power, on a film about people living rough in the area around Elephant and Castle and Waterloo Station.
In the course of being filmed, some people broke into drunken song - sometimes bits of opera, sometimes sentimental ballads - and one,
who in fact did not drink,
sang a religious song
"Jesus' Blood Never Failed Me Yet".
This was not ultimately used in the film
and I was given all the unused sections of tape,
including this one.

When I played it at home,
I found that his singing was in tune with my piano,
and I improvised a simple accompaniment.
I noticed, too, that the first section of the song
- 13 bars in length - formed an effective loop which repeated in a slightly unpredictable way.
I took the tape loop to Leicester, where I was working in the Fine Art Department,
and copied the loop onto a continuous reel of tape, thinking about perhaps adding an orchestrated accompaniment to this.
The door of the recording room opened on to one of the large painting studios and I left the tape copying,
with the door open, while I went to have a cup of coffee.
When I came back I found the normally lively room unnaturally subdued.
People were moving about much more slowly than usual
and a few were sitting alone,
quietly weeping.

I was puzzled until I realised that the tape was still playing
and that they had been overcome by the old man's singing.

This convinced me of the emotional power of the music
and of the possibilities offered by adding a simple,
though gradually evolving, orchestral accompaniment that respected the tramp's nobility and simple faith.

Although he died before he could hear what I had done with his singing,
the piece remains as an eloquent,
but understated testimony to his spirit and optimism."


The Album was called::
Jesus Blood Never Failed Me Yet ...........
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Thursday, March 20, 2008







I am
I am working at home today without adrenalin.
I do have Erykah Badu, and her new album, close by.
I am::
Clear up.
Invoices and filing,
essential,
boring.
That's why I feel tired.
And because I have an Easter w/e without the need to prepare for stretch.

We have Joyce with us - Joan's Mother.
Joan is in full-care mode.
She likes me around for the entertainment value and a distraction for Joyce.
She is in need, she is in need and in regular repeat mode.(Me too, me too!)

I feel I need to blog about an experience of a garden.
My picture of hell is a garden centre.
Next to that it is a DIY centre.
I want to go to heaven not garden centre.
I like gardens - for leisure only - and only at home - not at a centre.
(I once said this in a talk and I saw all the middle classes curl their bodies and hate me).

The garden I want to blog about is the one with Jesus in it ............ but not now.

Tonight there is a good game of Rugby League on TV hey hey.
Tomorrow there is Rugby League on TV hey hey - and Monday and Tuesday.
Tomorrow is Saints v The Pies Eaters - our enemies. It will be good and hard and I will be screaming with adrenalin.
I makes a change from stinking football. Joan has it on every night of the week - then flicks over for stinking cricket.
I guess there are millions of men who would love her as a wife (me too!!)

Good Friday I will be going to my favourite service of the year.
It is three hours long, all about the cross.
Love and tears flow mingled down ..............
The church will be quiet, slow, reflection, space, inputs, music, readings .......
I will leave after two hours when the choir comes in to spoil it ......

I will be blogging on this channel over Easter and playing some music for your soul/my soul on my piPhone.
I will want to journey to the depths of my soul - want to.

Saturday we are taking Joyce to Joy's home in the bad weather and the Easter traffic but - both the Sheilas will be there, rare treat, and it will be good family time.
Sunday it will be church for me while Joan stands guard, and then getting ready for Monday and the journey back with Joyce.

So ...... bit of L2 there (fact)........

Thank you for being there peering in to the stumbling journey of a Level Five student.
Not because you are there - but, because you ARE .............. beautiful.




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Wednesday, March 19, 2008





re:: Jesus

For 30 years - Other than the last five years, since I left community leadership, the Senior Leadership Team had the first hour of the weekly Staff meeting to culturally transpose some great words from the good book into contextualized application on the ground - for ourselves - for the other beautifuls who we worked with.
Breathe.
That was a long sentence - like most of me, incorrect!

I believe in working at the transposition.
Working at the application.
Doing the stuff.
Living the stuff.
Passionizing the stuff.

Have a look at re Jesus.

I have decided to make my life an act of love ................




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Tuesday, March 18, 2008




It is about to be
Good Friday

I have not blogged about Easter

It is the most major experience for me.

I want to journey to Easter
Feel it
Dwell in those places
Feel it
Hate it
Love it
Know it

I don't only want it in my head
I want it in my heart.


Justice - when you get what you deserve

Mercy - when you don't get what you deserve

Grace - when you get what you don't deserve



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Monday, March 17, 2008








Does the wholeness of life seem so far away?

Unobtainable?

Yes it is unobtainable.

It is a journey
not a destination

Life is along the way ............








...... good article me thinx - here.

Sunday, March 16, 2008









Climbing into the Blob Tree


I first drew the Blob Tree years before I climbed into it.

At first it was just a picture with characters displaying their feelings. Pip had told me what he would like it to look like and I got on with the job. For years it remained a job. It took me another decade before I began to use the Blob Tree, experience the Tree and eventually climb into its branches. It’s funny now to think that I had something so dynamic in my hands and was so blissfully unaware. In the meantime Pip was using it in his work, enabling others to open up, to grow and to become.

As a youth worker I rarely used the Blob Tree.

I tended to favour words and phrases linked to expressions, films and adverts. It was only when I revisited the books and considered how I could expand the range of images that I began to consider where I was in the Tree. As I climbed onto its branches I discovered more about myself and the world of others around me.

My journey is endless. I’m on the way, never there.

The exciting thing is that I’ve begun and I’m changing. By climbing into the Tree I am more aware of how others feel because I am more aware of my own. By listening to the thoughts of others as they reflect upon the Blobs I am always growing in my understanding. Pip has an expression to describe his work – ‘Disturbing the comfortable and comforting the disturbed’.

I am challenged to love others more and to love myself more too.

When I first met Pip I had grown in many ways: intellectually (I had begun my degree); physically (I was in an adult body) and spiritually (I had chosen to serve Jesus). I believed that my mission in life required my time and energies. What I also needed to grasp was that I still needed to love more.

Entering the world of the Blobs I found many characters whose feelings and actions I was reacting to both critically and harshly. I was able to draw these situations because I could see how others behaved and had reflected upon my own life. I found that I had no sympathy for the Blobs who attacked other Blobs, who bullied or teased.

I recognised their problems but found liking them a problem.

Working with Pip threw up many of these issues. He kept saying that I was ‘A beautiful human person’ which annoyed me intensely. I wanted him to recognise that they were broken, fallible people. I saw the flaws whilst he saw their potential. Years later Pip began to use the phrase ‘Beautiful imperfection’ which is closer to my heart. We’re chipped diamonds. That’s a close approximate to the world of Blobs. They are humanity in all its fullness – flawed replicas of what we might be, like panes of dirty glass which sometimes let the light through.

They are like me, like us all.

As you climb into the picture, allow yourself to respond with your heart and mind. Allow yourself to change from a human being or a human doing into a human becoming.

The Blob Tree – reflection exercises


One

As you stand at the foot of the Tree, consider which Blob you would like to be with the most.

Do this and then carry on.

The Blob you have chosen is an important place to begin. It probably represents your comfort zone, someone we feel safe and secure in. That place of safety may extend beyond one Blob. Ask yourself why you want to sit on that branch with that Blob. What makes them so attractive? Some people choose a branch with many Blobs, others choose to sit with a sad, quiet Blob. Our choice is our choice. It is not better or worse than anyone else’s choice, there is no right choice, no wrong choice and no unacceptable choice.

All we have to do is choose.

When I made my first choice I discovered that I began to think about why I had decided to sit with the Blob. I discovered that my choice was different to that my friends had chosen. I discovered that I was different to others.

Pip often asks people to look at their fingerprints. He invites people to touch someone else’s fingerprints with theirs. Our uniqueness encounters the uniqueness of others. It is a moment to appreciate our difference.

Two

As you stand at the foot of the Blob Tree today, consider which Blob you would least like to sit next to.

Do this and then carry on.

It may be a different Blob to the one you chose yesterday, it may be the same. Our feelings change from day to day. As we experience new events, different people who force us to rethink our actions, our choices change.

Sit with that Blob and ask yourself why you find them so difficult to be with? Are they like someone you try to avoid in your life? Are they like someone in your family? Do they remind you of yourself?

When we find a feeling that maks us uncomfortable it would be easier to move away, back to the cosy branch. In order to grow we need to explore why we feel that way.

By Ian Long
Artiste/Friend/L5/Beauty-full
- with permission.




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Saturday, March 15, 2008


Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
You think I'm no good, well I know I've been bad

Took you to a place, now you can't get back

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

I do group work with this theme - this song ..................................
I go around the room as I have this song playing in the background.
I ask all to tell us, all the group, about these shots in their lives.
I go first to start with a level of honesty
Powerful
Why not have a go at it - email them to me if it helps.

Me?

At the moment/recent times .......

One Shot of Sad.
I will do the 'sad' first - and I struggle to touch many feelings of sadness - I tend not to dwell on them, they don't stick in my gut so much..
I still don't know - as I pause looking close at the keyboard ........ and I think of the last time I wept.......
It was when I was prepping for a gig and viewing clips from a film 'Freedom Writers'
It touched me deep in my soul.
It triggered deep feelings within me of humans who are so trapped in poverty, vulnerability that it /they .......
were poor in spirit.
Trapped in a poverty that imprisons the spirit.
Crushes their hope.
Just like Moses who, after his interaction with God on the mountain top, went down to all his people and saw them in a terrible state.
He returned to God and said -
"They cannot hear me because of their broken spirits".


2 Shots of happy::
1 Today I saw little Alan on his first birthday - TODAY
I touched the scar that runs from one ear, over the top of his scull, to the other ear and I am so so so happy to see him, alive and kicking.
2 The love I feel and experience - living with the beautiful human I married some many years ago ......




........... and you ............. ?




Really impressed by watching these two youTube vids.

I have been interested in Obama since being in the US over the new year.
This is a big deal - the USA President has a major role in the world.
A human with great influence and power for good or ill!

These two vids are stimulating FOR ME>

Here is a chance for you - a bit long - worth staying with them


Clip #1


Clip #2