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winners survive.

This post was published but would not show on my computer.
Wordpress had put the wrong date on it, can you explain why? So I am reblogging the post Winners Suvive.

jacksjottings

I held a height position on The Snowy Mountain Project. I held a high position on The Snowy Mountain Project.

Do What Ever You Like.

How I won the rat race, doing what I liked and being paid to enjoy myself.
I never needed a fast car when I was young or to take up some extreme sport to get my adrenalin buzz. I was paid to ride a crane hook and show-off high up on the steel purlins, what a buzz and no danger of snake bite.

There were other thrills. There were other thrills.

I love the smell of bread baking and getting my work done early. So my first job was in a bakery the work gets done by midday and I could go swimming. I also like money and labourers on building sights were being paid more than I was earning in the bakery.

Young Jack Young Jack in the Snowy Mountains.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snowy_Mountains_Scheme

I gave up the bakery job and chased the…

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I had to reblog this post it is so bubbling over with happiness.
I have never seen a post so full of genuine joy. Thank you Lisa.

Zeebra Designs & Destinations

"Let's get moving!" - Otavalo - Child in Bucket! “Let’s get moving!” – Otavalo – Child in Bucket!

With great pleasure, I embrace the start of this week feeling much better! I’m not ready for the hurdles or pole-vaulting competitions, but as Johnny Nash’s lyrics state, ‘I think I can make it now, the pain is gone.’

Enjoy Jimmy Cliff’s version of the song while cyber-strolling through Playamart’s Ecuador files.

Pour a cup of coffee or tea – hot or chilled and take a magic trip to the middle of the world.  My neighbor Nelly will lead the parade!

Nelly at La Division Nelly at La Division

Smiling Nelly gets silly! Smiling Nelly gets silly!

P1740846 PINK NINAS JAMA PARADE Jama Parade

P1740805 STILTS JAMA PARADE Oh, to be tall! (No Chikungunya in those joints!)

P1740800 stilts jama parade “I can see all obstacles in my way!”

P1600353 hats  I LOVE A PARADE san vicente ecuador

P1740877 JAMA PARADE MERMAID Jama Mermaid

tope P1600414 san vicente little boy on horse San Vicente Cabalgata

P1600469 san vicente young musicians

Near Montechristi Near Montechristi

PARAPENTE RAUL Y BARB It’s a bird.. it’s a plane.. it’s — SuperBarb!

Photo by Henry Groff Photo by Henry Groff

P1580647 MARIE Y TOURISM POLICE Marie Groff, Smiling with new friends in Cuenca!

P1340753 sombrero laughs Silly moments in Jama

blue END OF DAY TIRED BUT SMILING colors adjusted End of Day – Tired but…

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Wild but not angry.

Wild but not angry.

Back home grazing on the plains.

He looks friendly.

He looks friendly.

There once was a wild buffalo that roamed the muddy swamp lands of the young mind.

Rice field in Thailand.

Rice field in Thailand.

Things must change the swamp was drained the ox was tamed. It was a savage youthful game the picador, matador or bull, one must meet disaster. Death was flaunted in those adventurous, hectic years of joy and tears.

This is not a bullfight.

This is not a bullfight.

Let us not forget those naïve years and judge unfairly the youth of today. To tame the bull takes calm and patient contemplation. In time with practice a state of peace and contentment can be achieved. The ox is free from yoke and harness to roam the fertile grassland of the mind. It is now tamed and does not stray as in those stressful, boisterous party years.

An attractive flower.

An attractive flower.

Life is a challenging jungle to adventurer in, full of wonderful exotic things to tempt us from the virtuous safe path. To become the prey of some greedy hateful thing and be devoured by the beast of ignorance.

Lunch time on the Adelaide River.

Lunch time on the Adelaide River.

Carried away by the turbulent flow of life we desire the flowers blooming on the roadside. These flowers never last they wither fade and die. We crave for more and are led astray into the danger zone. We can be aware that we are straying from the path this is not enough we must be mindful of the danger in these misadventures and return to focus on the destination.

Showing respect to the Buddha.

Showing respect to the Buddha.

There are always wondrous temptations to distract the unmindful from the path that leads to the fertile grassy plain where true understanding resides and peace and contentment reigns. This is where the calm serene ox grazes.

Fertile land.

Fertile land.

 You may see this as bull but this is wisdom to the wise.

My favourite Buddhist quote.

My favourite Buddhist quote.

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Our Inner Compass!

Blog friends are wonderful people.

I have been friends with Sue Dreamwalker for quite a while.

I want to introduce you to her with this post.

So we can all enjoy loving peace. _/\_

Dreamwalker's Sanctuary

Trusting your Inner Compass

 Each of us are unique, each of us has our own sense of ‘Right and Wrong’ and our own way of experiencing that world. While I know that I often look to find answers to life’s Questions by looking outside of myself, absorbing through reading and by asking others their opinions, answers given to us are only their outlook, their view point. And that viewpoint is coloured by their experiences in life,  which may not be mine or yours.

Our world view is coloured by the opinions of others, we are brought up within indoctrinated systems that is teaching us constantly other’s points of view.. We then form our own judgements  on which view to take but are often persuaded by our parental views and those around us within our communities..

 I wonder when are we going to stop looking at other peoples views and step…

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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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This is a just so good it is a win win situation.

Dreamwalker's Sanctuary

Its time for some light refreshment dear people, and after the depth of my last out pouring of feeling from my last post I though a nice simple little post of what I was up to with my Granddaughter this week.

We spent the morning making painting and sticking an empty tea-bag cardboard box and converting it into a small peg-doll house. For some reason after our previous  primitive attempts which my Granddaughter was well and truly in charge of construction with sticky tape in hand. Her mum said she did nothing but play with it until it disintegrated under someone’s foot!  So I thought we would make another a little more up market and more sturdy.

Mr and Mrs Peg

So in picture form, here is the unveiling of Peggy’s House Introducing Mr and Mrs Peg. Standing by their settee- Sofa.

Mr and Mrs Pegs House

Here is there Dwelling place. the front view . Complete with round…

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Good Morning.

jacksjottings

Burleigh Beach

Burleigh

Burleigh sun rise

Burleigh sun rise

Burleigh sun rise

Burleigh sun rise

Burleigh

Burleigh

Burleigh

Biking home

I am never alone on a sunny day.

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