A quick run down of today's main points;
Tube Strike
I'm not going to go into the big political in and outs. We'll leave that to the big dogs. I actually had a decent journey. Overland to Waterloo and then a very pleasant walk over Waterloo Bridge, observing some iconic London landmarks.
The throng of people trudging their way to work was like a pilgrimage. Not a pilgrimage to holy land but to Pret a Mange and an office. There were thousands of us. Trudging our way to unhappy destiny. I meditated and listened to chanting on my phone so I actually enjoyed the walk. I got to see the Eye, Houses of Parliament, Cityscape and many other landmarks. Plus I got to smoke 4 silk cuts, so nice one Bob Crowe. Same again tomorrow please.
I did get slightly resentful on the packed train though when a really small little prim Rottweiler of a woman, dripping in gold and bad taste, barged on the train and then invaded the 3 inches of space I had maneuvered for myself by the door. She didn't ask, didn't acknowledge , she just barged, tutted and looked all sarky when challenged. As if the space was her Divine right. I let it go and smiled at her, even though inside my head was thinking, 'Argos Bitch', (reference to her jewellery) Fuck off the train back to Primark." She clearly had lofty thoughts of self importance, though clearly I wasn't resentfully judging. I'm so open minded. Argos Cunt.
The feeling on the street was one of intensity. You could feel the stress and general resentment of the tube closures. People were ready to blow.
It did on the way home. As I walked down Aldwych, I saw a cyclist and pedestrian locked in an angry showdown. They had hold of each other's coats and were trading insults. All in the road holding up buses and cars. It was brilliant and ironically it was right in front of a theatre. 'Fuck the play watch these two spunk bubbles,' I thought.
The pedestrian was shouting, 'you were cycling aggressively', the cyclist returning with, 'fuck of you fucking cunt'. It was clear who was the aggressor in this dynamic. The cars beeped, causing both to turn round and tell the cars to 'fuck off'. It was a sweet moment of insane angry solidarity as they forgot they were fighting each other to tell a large metal object with no personality to fuck off. I laughed.
They carried on wrestling with each other before I gave up and walked on. It would have been a menacing sight if the cyclist hadn't have been swearing at the pedestrian with one of those flashing lights on his helmet. it was like abuse in Morse code. Plus the pedestrian, a middle aged man had one of those Bart Simpson joke ties, so you couldn't take his abuse seriously. In all honesty they both deserved to be run over. Two less knob-heads to worry about tomorrow.
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I did a module of my recovery coaching tonight online. The group gathered via a conference seminar on Skype to discuss emotions and coaching. I have to admit, since doing the course 2 weeks ago I haven't looked at any of the course and it has gone out of my head. I have been concentrating on my new job and investment offer. It took a back seat.
I didn't want to do it and my mind looked for every reason not too. In the end I reluctantly logged on an listened. It was great. It reconnected me, revitalised me and made me realise how utterly alien it is to me. They did a demo coaching session on someone and I spent the entire time listening, itching for them to delve into the reasons why that person was behaving in the way they did and to get under the bonnet and really dig. Instead the coaching way in terms of the subtle pace, the listening, the time and patience showed by the coach, use of open questions, powerful questions really opened up my mind to particular ways you can really challenge people but in a subtle and loving way.
It was a real eye opener and I came off the session buzzing. Note to self. When I live in my own head and start listening to myself that is when I get into problems. If I would had listened to my inner voice I would not have done the session. I would have told myself, "You're tired, you've had a full day, this new job is a lot to learn, don't do the seminar, catch up and listen at the weekend'.
Then I would have sat around thinking, in my head. Instead I didn't listen to the inner voice, I did the session and it gave me a real physical and spiritual boost. A change of energy within me. I truly believe these kind of things in whatever form really affect the energy flow of us as humans.
When I am locked in my own thinking all day how could that not have an effect on my energy? Think about it. What happens when you are around negative people? you get negative right. What happens when you are around positive 'up' people? You feel brighter and lighter right. So what happens if this applies to us?
When I am in my head all day and the head is critical/ negative and you add difficult life circumstances then it doesn't take a rocket scientist to work out it will drain you of energy and feeling good. So why is it that I can't see this in myself? I nearly listened to this thinking tonight. The result would have been 'same as before'.
So I will celebrate I didn't give into the inner critic and I do the opposite of what my head was saying. The result? I got fed and nourished by outside forces and felt re-energised. It was great and re-motivated me to do the coaching. (long term)
I do need a guinea pig to practice on for an hour a week on the phone though. Any takers out there?
Perhaps you listen to your inner critic too. I can vouch from personal experience. Getting out of your head in a healthy way and engaging with something positive and fresh can re energise and help you along the way, My problem is that my head usually resets back to 'negative warp factor 11 by the time I wake up tomorrow. Still, it's just for today right. And right now I feel pretty good.
Together We Are Stronger
Nicholas Evans
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