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Jack winning the rat race.

Jack winning the rat race



How to win the rat race.

When I was young I was a show off, some say I am still young and a show off. I loved to ride the crane-hook and get an adrenalin buzz walking along steel beams high up where a tight-rope walker would not go without a safety net.

Young Jack working on the Snowy Mountains Project.

Young Jack working on the Snowy Mountains Project.

Another incentive for being a Rigger was we were paid well. Only one thing I loved more than earning money, was spending it. Not always wisely, but it was easy come easy go back in my youth.

Their boy back home for a night out.

Their boy back home for a night out.

The first past the post is not always the winner. I was paid to do what I liked, that is how I won the rat race. As they say find an occupation you like and you never have to toil again.

Tongariro Development NZ.

Tongariro Development NZ.

With the right attitude work is a pleasure, your time and effort is worthwhile. Hard work is all in our mind. My work was interesting, full of variety, out in the fresh air, keeping fit; constructing useful projects, to benefit people, was a good game to play at.

What is a winner? Mike Tyson was Heavy Weight Champion of the World and won millions in prize money, but his life was a mess. That is not my idea of a winner punching someone senseless.

A winner has life skills and is aware of the effect of his actions on others and the world he lives in. There are many rich and famous people that are not enjoying life. Money is good if use in the right way.

I was not first past the post I stopped too often to admire the flowers and followed a few wrong paths. I learned from the detours and always found my way back on track. The people that raced past me in haste missed a lot of free gifts. The people that pause and appreciated this wondrous world are the winners.

Trophies on the shelf for worthwhile achievements are good, but there is much more to life than collecting things. No one owns a sunset, but all can enjoy it.

Sun set not a cloud in the sky.

Sun set not a cloud in the sky.

One does not need to own a swimming pool to have a swim, there are rivers and oceans. Without envy we can appreciate many things on display without owning them. Possessions are often a hindrance to our freedom and happiness, possessions can a burden to care for, maintain  and protect.

Winners do not participate in the rat race or if they do they withdraw early. I learned the hard way, like a donkey, hungrily chasing a twenty two caret prize, I almost became a looser. Everyone makes mistakes learn from them fretting over them is a mistake. In time these mistakes can turns out to our advantage. Never cry over spilt milk, is good advice. The loss is bad enough, without letting it spoil your day.

Caravan office by lake.

Caravan office by lake.

 

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Furry nice blanket.

Furry nice blanket.

What do you want?

She was drawing a heart on her hand.

She was drawing a heart on her hand.

I would like to weave, warm, woolly, words, into a blanket to protect and comfort you on a cold dismal day. To do more than please you, like the fleeting pleasure of youthful love. Like those wonderful shooting stars of pleasure that burnt out in our atmosphere.

They look stable and contented.

They look stable and contented.

Happiness is more stable than pleasure. Happiness is where the bubbling mountain streams combined their strengths, flowing together forming the source of a mighty river. Sharing and appreciating all that passes. Happiness is living with love.

 Happy and couldn't care less what you think.

Happy and couldn’t care less what you think.

To know pleasures pass and although happiness can stay with us to the end, the end is inevitable.   This is not a morbid way to think, it is a fact and when realised, brings joy. Understanding our life is passing, we stop cling to the fleeting pleasures and share happiness and good fortune.

Sharing there joy with "Mustang Sally.

Sharing their joy with “Mustang Sally.

Loving and sharing is the key to the treasures of happiness and the joy locked in life’s treasure chest. Life’s treasures cannot be hoarded in a bank to appreciate. They must be shared to appreciate and be appreciated by everyone, to bring peace and contentment to the world.

I good way to spend the day and you don't need a lot of money.

I good way to spend the day and you don’t need a lot of money.

Wisdom is knowing as the poet said “Pleasures are like snowflakes on the river one moment white then lost forever”. Letting go and sharing brings happiness.

The closest to snow in Queensland.

The closest to snow in Queensland.

Desiring more is disastrous; wanting is the problem child that is conceived of lust. The offspring of wisdom is contentment.

This is not the Suwannee River.

This is not the Swannee River.

Wanting for nothing, ironically, is to have all we need. The struggle for more never brings lasting happiness. Luxuries and status symbols are not necessary. Understanding this promotes love, happiness and contentment. Appreciating what you have, is to be wrapped in a blanket of contentment, protected from the cold, outside world, warm in your inner world with peace of mind. You cannot control the outer world; you can control peace in your own mind.

Keep it wall in balance.

Keep it all in balance.

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Wild Aussie Hibiscus.

Wild Aussie Hibiscus.

You are the one accountable. 

Pelican Lake two minutes from my home.

Pelican Lake two minutes from my home.

 I count: I count my blessings and I am accountable.

The Dog Park at the end of my street.

The Dog Park at the end of my street.

My cups full and running over. I am aware of all the good things in my life. All the free gifts bestowed on me by Mother Nature. Life is full of joy. What do I need, I all I need is the air I breath, food and shelter from the elements. I want for nothing, therefore I have it all.

Dog Park. BMX track and Nature Bush Reserve.

Dog Park. BMX track and Nature Bush Reserve.

The sun is shining the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and the bees are buzzing. I don’t think of money, we all have this honey. If  you’ve got your health it is the greatest wealth.

Heavy rain tree up rooted at Burleigh Beach.

Heavy rain, tree up rooted at Burleigh Beach.

If you are challenged and the sun is not shining and raindrops are falling on your head.  Look around and see there are worse off than you. That is when you count what you have. Not what you want.

Amazing things can be seen if we look. Green Bug.

Amazing things can be seen if we look. Green Bug.

To want is to invite trouble. If you get what you want the pleasure soon passes. Everything is changing, rearranging, growing old, wearing out. Nothing remains the same.

See the bee flying past.

See the bee flying past.

The beauty of life is, everything is passing. All we have is the now. This moment in time to make count. Be mindful of now, the most important thing is what you are involved in now. Pay attention, the most important person is the one you are with now.

Clouds depart, flowers soon die, that's the way it is.

Clouds depart, flowers soon die, that’s the way it is.

So when the storm clouds gather and life is not all good, remember the clouds will blow away revealing a sunny day. You can count on them passing.

Yellow, blue, green and  the prettiest  clouds I have seen.

Yellow, blue, green and the prettiest clouds I have seen.

Into our life some rain must fall. Without the rain the flowers cannot grow. we must have the down to know what’s up, We must have the right to know what’s left. Do not be distressed it does not last, all that’s now will soon be past. Don’t be sad take the good with the bad. Things are just as they are. Make your days count and it will all add up to the right change.

A golden Banksia leaf for a change.

A golden Banksia leaf for a change.

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Wondrous.

Wondrous.

Where is the Answer?

Fantastic.

Fantastic.

If I believed in miracles I would pray, the unanswered prayer, peace on earth and good will to all mankind.

My quiet tranquil hide away.

My quiet tranquil hide away.

If I were a believer in the patriarchal God I would spend Jesus’s birthday in a secluded quiet place, calm and relaxed, paying thanks to my God for the natural wonders surrounding me. No matter what your beliefs are, being thankful, sharing and appreciating nature’s free gifts is a stress free way to spend every day.

There is serenity here also.

There is serenity here also.

From all the accounts I have read Jesus was a kind compassionate pacifist. I really do not think he would appreciate the frantic way many of his followers are celebrating his birthday. He would be appalled at the way our commercial society has capitalised on his birthday.

Love past present and future.

Love past present and future.

Love is not something you can buy and wrap up in coloured paper.

Pretty decorations.

Pretty decorations.

Just because I cannot bring myself to believe in miracles does not stop me from appreciating those that sincerely do believe. I still respect a person that follows an ethical path of loving kindness like Jesus exemplified.

Crucifixion Orchards.

Crucifixion Orchards.

Those that feel the need to visit loved ones during the festive season drive curiously, cautiously and carefully. To those that feel obligated to give gifts, be wise in what you can afford. Those with a weight problem, have the will power to show restraint. All things in moderation, never forget alcohol is a criminal, safe till it escapes from the bottle.

Enjoy the wonder of it all.

Enjoy the wonder of it all.

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If you want to rock, do it yourself.

If you want to rock, do it yourself.

Number one.

The Buddha never meditated like this.

The Buddha never meditated like this.

I am number one; everything I do is for me. If you think I love myself you are right. You could think reading this I am selfish, self opinionated and not a nice person.

One of my admirers.

One of my admirers.

Let me explain why it is good to love yourself.
No one likes despicable undesirables. So for me to love myself I must respect myself. To respect myself I have to be respectable and also have respect for others. Respect has to be earned no one admires a worthless, useless, lazy fool. So I must try to be worthy, useful, energetic and wise to be able to truly love myself.

More admirors.

More admirers.

With this understand of loving myself it takes effort and awareness and is not a vain or easy issue. I have to be honest and true to myself. With measured zeal I work to improve myself in every way.

Acheving a goal takes perseverance and effort.

Achieving a goal takes perseverance and effort.

I look after my health to enjoy life and not be a burden on society. In this way I can help less fortunate people. I must be honest to gain people’s trust and respect. Taking pride in my work I not only enjoy the satisfaction from a job well done but the admiration of others.

Clearing the mind .

Clearing the mind .

Not polluting my mind with rubbish but following noble examples of inspirational wisdom. In this way I improve my knowledge and my mind.
Putting me first is a win-win situation to everyone’s benefit.

A capable carer.

A capable carer.

There is nothing better than loving yourself.  So long as you are not so absorbed you topple into the calm water, making waves and destroying your beautiful reflection. If this happens you will know you I’ve got this loving yourself thing all wrong.

Loving your self is also hard work.

Loving your self is also hard work.

Words can be misleading, Loving is not pampering, giving is not surfeiting and wanting is not the same as needing. One must listen carefully and ask questions to make sure we understand correctly the true meaning of a message. Loving yourself and others in the right way, is what is known as tough love.

Accepting and apperciating what we cannot change.

Accepting and appreciating what we cannot change.

Life is a balancing act and I sometimes lose my balance but no one is perfect. Knowing this makes me more forgiving of myself and others. To be able to forgive is a blessing to hold onto grievances is a source of sorrow. Love is the most important thing in life. Love yourself and all creation with all your being.

It is all beautiful with the right attitude.

It is all beautiful with the right attitude.

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All colours are beautiful.

All colours are beautiful.

We are one but we are many.

"Smile Sweetie you are on 'candid camera'. so are you baby."

“Smile Sweetie you are on ‘candid camera’. so are you baby.”

 The Canberra Floriade was a joy not only because of the flowers. The weather was perfectly  tempered warm sunshine. That made the flowers dazzlingly brilliant in a beautiful area by the lake. Everyone was in a friendly mood that match this spectacular free show.

Life is a picnic to enjoy.

Life is a picnic to enjoy.

There were people from many different lands all mixing friendly and happily. Australia is a multi-cultural land. I was reminded of the song ” We Are One But We Are Many”.

Their love shows.

Their love shows.

I took almost as many photos of people as flowers. Because I knew I would do a post showing how we are really all brothers and sisters.

They are bubbling with love.

They are bubbling with love.

We all enjoy  Natures beauty, we all feel the same joys and the same sorrows.

It is times like the Floriade that we forget our problem and unite in the appreciation of our good fortune.

I hope this post with my poem spreads the goodwill felt on this wonderful occasion.

A loving scene.

A loving scene.

 Consider, Consideration.

Beautiful flowers every to look at.

Beautiful flowers every to look at.

No one is bad for having a different view.

I do not want to change the world it is such a lovely place.

There is something we may want to change and that’s the human race.

Slow down life is not a race,

we all end up in the same place.

This was taken at the National War Museum.

This was taken at the National War Museum.

If I raise my voice in an angry shout,

Tell the people what it’s all about.

To argue fight protest and start a war.

These things have all been done before.

To let them be is a good decision.

There can be no war without division.

Slow down and enjoy.

Slow down and enjoy.

The whole cosmos is interconnected,

This is a thought to be reflected.

All that is needed is to love one another.

Then a wonderful world we discover.

In nature everything changes,

Nothing is lost it just rearranges.

Our body consists of atoms of matter,

When we die those atoms scatter.

Smiling beautifully.

Smiling beautifully.

Wasting time grieving about anger, envy and hate.

Enjoy this fleeting world before it is too late.

Unbiased living, loving, kind and caring.

Appreciate the world we are sharing.

Carried away with flowers.

Carried away with flowers.

Chew on these words of nourishment.

Changing ourselves should be our intent.

We cannot force other people to agree.

Show by your example for them to see.

A load of beautiful flowers.

A load of beautiful flowers.

With this understanding of life,

We are free from trouble and strife.

There is no problem in the world it is in us.

A change of attitude stops the fear and fuss.

Love is every where.

Love is everywhere.

Improve yourself every day.

To show the world a better way

If some are too ignorant to see.

It is their problem, do you agree?

If you know of a better way,

Please do not hesitate to say.

Enjoying life with out a care.

Enjoying life with out a care.

We must stay calm to hear another person’s views.

Be unemotional and put ourselves in the others shoes.

If we could stand in their position.

There would be a whole transition.

Our view would alter in perspective.

We would become more reflective.

He looks happy has he found contentment?

He looks happy has he found contentment?

We do not have to agree,

Only understand and see.

No one is bad for having a different view.

It becomes a problem when forced on you.

Love flowers every where.

Love flowers everywhere.

One must consider with an open mind.

Leaving judgemental prejudices behind.

Weigh up the facts then understand,

You are now right the world is grand.

Happy serving lunch a great attitude.

Happy serving lunch a great attitude.

Take time to consider and appreciate the other side of the equation.

Love, compassion and consideration are all that is needed as persuasion.

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ACT National Arboretum Canberra a Tribute to Nature.

Aboretum panorama 1.

Arboretum panorama 1.

These views show the immensity of this project it is far from established. Even at this stage it is well worth visiting. The work is still in progress for people and Mother Nature to complete the work. Nature is unmatched, by man’s hand and she cannot be rushed. I would like to see the forests when they are established in ten; twenty or thirty years (I will have to be lucky) The people who have dreamed up this whole project are  impressive artists in many fields. But like the poem by Joyce Kilmer.

Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

There are two exceptional sculptures and spectacular architecture.

 The sculpture is a tribute to Dorothea Mackellar and her poem, My Country. The start of this poem is appropriate to Pauline and I. To get a more comprehensive idea of the area and history hit this link to Pauline’s post. I am more interested in the sculpture and the tribute to Mother Nature.

Panorama made up of 3 photos by Pauline.

Panorama made up of 3 photos by Pauline.

The wide brown land sculpture that can be seen from many vantage points, the words are in Dorothea Mackellar’s hand writing. To me it is not a small achievement, it was a combined effort of skilled artist and craftsmen.  Imagine the marking out of the steel plates, the forming and welding the grinding and smoothing and the shifting into place.

 The Village Centre houses the Bonsai and Penjing collection and many other things of interest.

We walked into an established forest area and smelled barbeque cooking.  There was a man cooking at a powered barbeque and a lady. Click went my camera I like photos of people enjoying life.

I spoke to the man “I just took a photo of you and your lady she looked so at peace.”

“My wife is praying.”

“That’s nice I follow the Buddha’s path and meditate.”

“It is all good.” He replied.

“Enjoy. “were my parting word.

I thought what a nice couple appreciating nature in the peaceful forest, nature’s cathedral or mosque. As he said all is good. The wide brown land is a multinational land where people are generally accepting and respectful of each other’s customs and this enhances life with the different foods and a variety of dress.

Dorothea Mackellar was in London when she wrote the poem My Country. I often recalled the poem when I was working in New Zealand. New Zealand is a wonderful country but there is no place like home.

 

My Country.

The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.

Of ordered woods and gardens

Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.

Natures art.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!

A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die –
But then the grey clouds gather,

The Kiss.

The Kiss.

And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold –
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land –
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand –
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown countryArboretum JC
My homing thoughts will fly.

Dorothea Mackellar

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