Tuesday, 19 February 2019

It’s odd posting one’s shit to someone


On your 60th birthday, an unusual present arrives in Northern Ireland. It is a poo kit. A bulky envelope with little windows and flaps with intricate instructions which involves providing three samples of one’s poo. You are even given little cardboard spatulas to paste your shit into three little windows on stiff cardboard. It’s odd posting one’s shit to someone. It’s almost a “happy birthday now you are 60, shit will happen” and “we want you to send us your shit so we can tell you exactly what sort of shit you are in!”  I hesitate to do the deed.  Given how messed up my blood has been these last two years I am not particularly optimistic about my poo.  If my lifeblood is looking dodgy who knows what my poo will flag up.

Generally, I don’t mean to complain. After all, I have so much to be grateful for.  Especially the wonderful people in my life. But the big discovery, so far of being 60, is that shit happens. To good people and bad.  It comes in all shapes and is usually not what you expect.  I used to complain about the elderly being uniformly sad and angry while the young seemed happier, more hopeful like friendly puppies full of life.  Now, I begin to understand why. 

As you get older people approach you with rubber gloves and blood vials.   Your hearing gets worse, your eyesight falters and normal tasks become like intelligence tests designed to trip you up.  A friend of mine recently had to give a stool sample and was instructed by his doctor that he only needed to bring a sample the size of his tiny fingernail.  Obviously, people had been bringing in plastic bags and Tupperware containers full of poo for him to test.  Hence his insistence on nothing bigger than the nail of his smallest finger.  The doctor mentioned his fingernail three times for emphasis. The sad truth is that with age you can morph into the type of person who is quite capable of lugging a stool sample the weight of half a bag of potatoes into a surgery. 

The young often have no idea of how tricky it is for the older person in a hospital.  Even parking, locating the right floor, consulting room, hearing instructions, remembering details are all fraught with confusion.  I reckon that’s why we tend to adopt an unshakeable demeanour. So that if the doctor announces that we have an alien inhabiting our abdomen we tend to respond with “Well, I’ve had a good run so far. I mean I’ve been blessed with a good constitution all these years. So, I can’t really complain, now can I?” We tend to be infinitely grateful for the unexpected kindness of the medical staff and rather stoic if they seem indifferent or even hostile. After all, there are so many of us older ones filling surgeries in waiting rooms in hospitals up-and-down the country. We know the system is weary of us with our blood and poo all over the shop. Samples being sent here and there via postal systems and even being couriered to expensive labs. We want to apologise for all the shit. But there you go, such is life. 

Pretty soon we may well morph still further into entities that cannot deal even with our own shit. Others will have to wipe and clean us. Then, we will long for these heady days when our shit was our own and in our own hands not others! (that just did not sound right!) But, there is a wonderful symmetry to it all. After all, we come into this world unable to deal with our own shit as babies. Others do it for us. Then, we grow in our ability to deal with shit. Afterwards, we can have babies of our own who we, in turn, teach this fundamental skill of life.  Ultimately, this ability can gradually be lost so that we become again dependent on the services of others as we were in the beginning.


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The good news is that all this shit will eventually stop. The even better news is that this amazing journey, shit and all, is a wonderful love filled escapade that you get to share with so many loved ones. Despite all the shit, I wouldn’t have it any other way. May you have joy along with all the shit that comes. May you grow wonderful roses from life’s richest fertiliser!

Saturday, 16 February 2019

Missing Wavelengths?


The sound of the sea soothes. Its rhythm a mighty solace. When calm its frequency is slower (1/10) than the beat of the human heart. No wonder being beside it is such a source of comfort. Just like the baby in the womb is soothed by the thump, thump of their mother’s heart we too are comforted by the sea’s rhythm. We are bathed in such a noise from conception but it is only when we develop sensory organs do we properly hear them. Mind you, even without working ears the deaf can feel the vibration of sound through bone/floorboards/a balloon held in their hands so perhaps even before audio organs were fully functioning perhaps we felt the vibration in the womb of the nearby heart. As the ears developed in the womb the baby grows to recognise the mother’s voice and is found to respond to certain external music.

Sight too is developed in the womb and, like sound, we humans have a limited spectrum in which we can operate. Bees can see the magnetic field, bats can use sound in order to navigate. Visible light is our piece of the electromagnetic spectrum. We may feel the heat of an infrared wavelength or suffer the sunburn of UV rays or even use devices to enable us to hear radio waves or microwaves but the visible spectrum is where our eyes excel.  Everything we see is due to this tiny fraction of the whole spectrum. If the whole of the electromagnetic spectrum was laid out before us as 100 toilet rolls (with each roll having 1000 sheets) we can only see three and a half sheets (0.0035%).

We pride our ability to see our surroundings, perceive and then understand. We see the rain clouds, understand we may need our umbrella and take it with us. So closely entwined is this with understanding that we even use the phrase “I see” interchangeably with “I understand”. To see or perceive to take in information, process it and make use of that knowledge is almost too seamless for us to even notice. 

Humans are sufficiently adaptable to allow one sense to help another. Some blind people have taught themselves to use echolocation to understand their surroundings via sound waves. These waves can produce reflections which tell them how close obstacles and structures are. This ability can be taught relatively quickly especially to children. Because we as sighted individuals learn about our environments using vision, we often do not readily perceive echoes from nearby objects. However, with training, even sighted individuals with normal hearing can learn to avoid obstacles using only sound, showing that echolocation is a general human ability.

Our intelligence has permitted us to make use of other areas of the electromagnetic spectrum. Our WiFi, mobile phones, radios etc have helped us to make inroads into other sheets of those rolls of toilet paper we spoke of earlier. X-rays in medicine give us the ability not to see our surroundings but our internal body structures.  Magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) is another type of scan that uses strong magnetic fields and radio waves to produce detailed images of the inside of the body.  Our ingenuity has allowed us to glimpse how other creatures hear and see. Elephants can hear very low-frequency sounds, we cannot hear, through their huge feet and can pick up such invaluable information as the early low-frequency rumbles of an approaching tsunami or earthquake. Dolphins can hear a much broader range of frequencies than we humans.  Our ears can only pick up frequencies from 20 Hz to 20 kHz whereas dolphins can hear from 20 to 150 kHz. Their hearing is up to 7 times more sensitive than the human ear.  Perversely, the humble moth has the best hearing of any creature (The greater wax moth's hearing goes up to about 300 kilohertz). Eagles have better eyesight than humans. They can see eight times further than us and see shades of colour we cannot.  They can even see ultraviolet light which helps them see bodily traces left by their prey. 

We may have extended our ability to function in other spaces of the full sound spectrum or electromagnetic spectrum but there is a range (a bit like the range of musical instrument) that we are designed to see and hear with our own faculties. Even our eyesight was designed to see not only close-up but also the distant horizon. Perhaps to distinguish close up edible seeds from toxic ones or to discern prey or spot predators approaching from afar. If we deny ourselves the full panorama of life around us we can damage our eyesight. So, too much screen time sacrifices our farsighted abilities.

The frequencies we hear and see have consequences in our brain. Not only in how we interpret but what feelings they engender. Beauty in nature awakens emotions within us not just factual realities. A wonderful piece of music can elevate our spirit or soothe our distress. If we could understand the lasting impact what we see and hear has on human beings we might be more refined about what we tune our ears to or focus our vision on.

The senses are doorways to mind, spirit and body. They can be extended and developed or curtailed and deformed. Our daily choices decide what benefits or deficits we experience therefrom. To be in nature surrounded by its sounds is a source of healing. Music does indeed soothe a troubled breast. This world we were born into is a feast for us both acoustically and visually. But when depressed we can sometimes not even see the beauty around us.

Spirituality is the ability to walk the path that nurtures your real progress. Our senses guide us but it is in understanding what we hear and see that our real development takes place. If we choose not to investigate the truth with heart and mind then we impede our progress and that of the society around us. It’s as if our physical senses are merely portals to investigate reality. The real magic happens when and how all that is processed and acted upon.

If we see the suffering of others we have some choices.

1.   Avoid - make sure we are not exposed to such sights again. news/disaster/coverage/tragic events. Akin to the ostrich hiding its head in the sand. Or choosing to See no evil, hear no evil or see no evil.
2.     Cynical self-interest - Feel no sympathy with those ‘others’. As long as one’s own family is fine why be perturbed by those of others. Train yourself to be selective about who you will respond to, particularly those in despair or need.
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3.  Feel helpless - Watch so much of the news, what’s going wrong with this world that you become angry and feel both despair and hopelessness.

None of these choices ends well.  We do need to become informed of what is happening in the world good and bad. When suffering and injustice occurs it helps to take some steps to remedy it. It could be small but taking action puts power back in your hands. Inaction fuels your own helplessness. Your actions, however seemingly futile, can inspire others. If mistakes happen you can learn to adjust and correct. Progress can be made through action.  From the good you observe in this world best practice can be absorbed. Inspirational accounts (factual and informed) can give powerful examples of how others have already perceived a problem/injustice/wrong/suffering and acted. They fan your flame to take action as a response to what comes. Not reinforce acquiescence and acceptance of the status quo however damaging.

If life can be likened to the electromagnetic spectrum we need to recognize the source is abundant. We are bathed in this constant pouring out of energy from above. It fuels our food and fills our bellies. It warms our body and enables our eyes to see. All of that is designed to benefit the human race and all the creatures that share this planet with us. To be selfish with resources, money or acquisitions is the opposite of this demonstrated abundance. To abuse, this planet and people for individual gain is to reduce one’s spirit to the lowest level of existence.  We can bury ourselves in materialism to such a degree that we no longer see the sun or feel its heat. We have burrowed into dark places that take us down not up.

The electromagnetic spectrum and the wavelengths of sound demonstrate our limited ability to even see or hear what is actually out there. The fact that other creatures can hear and see more than we can is a mighty reminder that this world is not just for us human beings. It is filled with living entities who are designed like us to inhabit this wondrous planet. They hear and see things beyond our reckoning. Some can even see the polarization of light. Many can use the Earth’s magnetic field to orientate themselves on this sphere. If this is so, is it not cavalier to pollute this world so beautifully designed for all species, not just the human race.

The sad thing about this preferring ourselves over all living creatures, our nation over other nations, our tribe over the next valley’s tribe or even our family over our neighbours is that this process of self-interest causes even further fractioning. Until the very members of our own families can become ‘others’.

Hearing is indeed selective! If this world was designed to function in harmony then just like music we need all the various notes and resonate frequencies to come together.  To recognize that each of us is only a part of the whole. The principle of oneness must be owned if we are to turn the clock on this ‘otherness’. 

If oneness of humanity is the pivot then the further we move from this principle (that point) the more unbalanced that moment becomes. The larger the distance the bigger the destabilization that takes place.

Once we have a vision of the world as one then the model of the human body illustrates that there are many different organs with remarkably varied functions within it. The unity it exhibits underscores the need to grasp the whole. Every part working together for the health of the human body. Fuelled by a mighty muscle, the heart, beating the lifeblood through intricate tubing but coordinated by a brain that feels, senses and responds to your needs, urgent or long term. If this is the model then humanity has to be seen as one system. No part can be allowed to become infected, malnourished or damaged without fundamental injury to the whole. Every action whether it be marshalling immune defences or controlling temperature has the good of the whole as it’s overarching goal.


Our upset at the chaos and turmoil around us is not a thing to be ignored or suppressed or be distracted from. When we see the suffering of others and feel distress it is because you know at a vital level there are no ‘others’. You subconsciously feel united with this world you live in. You may not see every wavelength or hear every frequency but you feel your connectedness. Celebrate this intuitive knowledge and hold it close.