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At first glance it may seem unfeeling or closed minded, but it’s really commonsense mind hygene. “Dirty feet” leave a trail of mud that you’ll have to work hard to wash away, meanwhile you may become a “muck spreader” yourself if you are not careful.

So how do you define dirty feet? A few forms of mud spring to mind – negativity, critical mindedness, gossip, degrading mindsets, predudice, etc. Where can we pick up this mud? Media plays a big part, TV, movies, music, and sadly social media sometimes. Saddest of all is when someone we know, going through a bad time maybe, comes knocking with “dirty feet”. Do we then turn them away? No, what kind of friend would that be, but be on guard. Offer clean, comfy slippers and a bath if needed, but don’t entertain those thoughts.

Most folks don’t want dirty feet and are thankful for your help, but there are those who delight in spreading mud everywhere. Show them the door!

31 day challenge day 7

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Your Pet Hates.

Ah this one is easy! After many years as a teacher and parent I’ve got these tagged!

Selfishness, unloving behavior and lying.

My kids would tell you that from the frequency, and intensity of their lectures on these subjects LOL! (That’s why they turned out such saints!) I have zero (internal) tolerance for these things and “friends” exhibiting these qualifies to any extent tend to get dropped rather rapidly.

Selfishness tends to be rather tolerated (even promoted by greedy advertisers) these days, but I’m from a different post war generation and learnt young to share and look out for each other. This mind set still exists in many nations, I’m sad that in my beloved England it seems to be fast vanishing in this generation.

A lack of love and concern goes along with the selfishness. I’d consider my grandson a very caring little chap but even with him I often need to point out when he is being unkind or mean to others. It doesn’t seem to be as obvious to him as my kids found it. I blame the media a lot for this – heroes and role models in my day were usually kind and compassionate with good manners.

Lying? A lot stems from my Yorkshire father.

For those who are unacquainted with the famed qualities of Yorkshire-men, among other things (quiet strength, strong independent natures, loyalty etc.) they are known to be almost offensively honest (no “white lies” permitted). If you want the truth ask a Yorkshire-man! (At least that’s how it was back when I was growing up). I hugely loved and respected him so emulated this.

Paris.

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My heart grows numb to violence. The news is sad, more killing and in its wake my fears grow, not for my own safety, but for where this will end. I see posts of hate flooding the networks, irresponsible, deluded men proclaimed heroes. (To be murdered, tragedy though it is, does not make one a hero, nor a martyr of free speech.) A hero is one who gives or endangers his life for others or a worthy cause. Heroes should not be devalued this way, they are worthy of our respect. These men, dreadful as their murder was were not.

Now the hate on both sides will grow, fanned by media coverage, moderates will be pushed from influence. I have travelled enough to know terrorists are not made by mere religious fanatics; the seeds are too often sown and watered by the actions of western, supposedly Christian, nations. Were we true Christians the lies of our adversaries would find no ground to grow. My heart bleeds not only for the dead but for those who will die because of this in years to come.

Age and Simplicity.

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As I get older I find I need to pace myself, I see so many needs in the world around me I always want to do more, yet now my kids are grown and flown the nest I find different limitations. My body kicks in and reminds me that whereas I may feel 21 in spirit I’m expecting a bit much of it after 63 years of pretty intense wear and tear. One useful thing I’ve learned is to take time to “aim straight” if you have less energy to call on you have to make it count!

As a long term teacher I found the key was always to digest the material myself first and bring it down to the simplest terms. To teach concept rather than method (grasp the concept and the rest will follow.)

I’ve foundĀ  that in my life too “truths” are always simple. As the modern world gets increasingly complex simple truths (like you reap what you sow, money can’t buy real love etc.) can tend to get buried under mounds of in put both good and bad.

I feel a need to search them out again from time to time, dust them off and put them again in a place of prominence. I wonder for this generation will they be able to find and discern the real gems of life amidst so much overwhelming intellectual and media debris? I hope so for they make such difference to the quality of life.