Arrived in Iceland today.
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Sorry.
Arrived in Iceland today.
You will have to wait for my news.
Sorry.
I love technology.
If there is anything new, I have a urge, no desire to buy and use it.
I MUST have it.
Perhaps it is my inquiring mind, my days in the forefront of computing, perhaps it is that I am looking for solutions to solve or resolve issues and problems.
I am a great believer in VoiP (Voice over the internet Protocol). I often speak via Skype free of charge to relatives in Malaysia, friends in India, China, Italy, Canada and Turkey to discus business. I also use Skype to telephone landlines in many countries at greatly reduced rates.
The quality of VoiP is very good, the telecoms companies must change now to meet the challenge of this new technology, gone are the days when they would change very high charges for overseas calls. Mobile phone suppliers will also have to move soon to meet the challenge.
The problem with VoiP is that you need a computer switched on, hooked-up to the internet (broadband), which makes mobility, i.e. away from your desk a problem.
I have partially overcome this problem by having a mobile phone which can run Skype, and subject to being able to pick-up an free wireless internet connection, (Wi-Fi), I can make free or reduced rate calls to any part of the world from anywhere in the world.
A new product was launched by Skype, a Dualphone 3088.
This phone is connected wirelessly, via a base station, with a connection to the normal telephone line, so you can make and receive normal telephone calls. Also, the base station is connected to the internet. The telephone handset is like a computer in it’s own right, and runs Skype. No need to have a computer switched on.
This system worked well for one month, I was very pleased.
Then it stopped working.
I read the manual again. I reset the whole system. Reinstalled it. Rewired my computer layout. I did every thing I knew.
It was dead as regards making Skype calls, but OK for landlines. There was a big problem.
I decided to search the internet.
To my surprise, well not really, I find that this is a common fault with this Dualphone 3088, and has been an issue for a number of months, which is known by the manufacturer plus I would think by Skype.
Why do the manufacturer and Skype still sell this product when they know there is a very fundamental fault with the system, it breaks down.
Wait until the second generation or release.
Because technology is moving so quickly, new models, new ideas are rushed to the market before someone else gets there.
These inventions are often the brainchild of “techies”, they have a great idea, know how to create them, but have no idea of how they will be used by non technical thinking people, and how to test them in a non laboratory environment, that is the home of the end user.
I think the strategy some people take is to wait until the technophobs like me have tested them out, found the faults, which are then incorporated into new releases of the product.
It also means the product often is sold more cheaply.
Will I ever learn? No.
Trainings
I have noticed that over the years, new concepts and new ideas are launched in the field of training.
Often these new ideas are re badged, or old ideas or courses given a new name.
Having had attended some of these courses, or listened to presentations on the courses, I sit there and ask myself what planet do these people come from. There is no content in what they are doing, no value that can be taken away.
Then I listen to trainers who have been training a long time, seen a lot of water flowing under the bridge, had loads of experience, updated themselves and the courses with new ideas and concepts.
Unlike new trainers to the field, the old ones can bring into the course experience, knowledge of having done the work, implemented it, found the faults, and been able to resolve these.
Ask questions of other users of systems before buying. Ask only those who have used.
Read between the lines, as often people tell you things that they have heard from others second hand.
How often have I heard that hypnosis is dangerous. When asked, have you ever been hypnostised, they will say, NO. How do they know? Someone told them.
Remember, we only see things at the surface level.
We delete, distort, and generalise information as we are overwhelmed by information. (Miller 7 /-2).
Although totally frustrated now, I will have a break a holiday, get back to the issue and resolve it, and have satisfaction, then to have a good nights sleep.
I love moving water, especially the sea.
What wondrous sights, of animals, people, things appear as my imagination runs riot, in the never to be seen again formations of waves washing the beaches.
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On a training trip to Sri Lanka, I relaxed, by watching the sea.
What a lovely day in the UK. Sunny, warm, summer like, the trees are in full bloom, and leaves rapidly opening on all the trees.
Blossom adorn the trees with such beauty, the streets are rich with colour, rich with gold.
I walked down to the bank in the town center of Kingston upon Thames, my daily exercise, and to those that have worked with me, I played with my sausage, Phillip’s Sausage.
As I played with my sausage, making it bigger and smaller, I was amazed at the sights, sounds, smells I observed, and my inner feelings made me feel good.
It was then that I noticed a penny laying on the pavement. I picked it up. Not 100 meters further, there was a five pence piece laying on the pavement.
Where do these coins come from?
I save these coins, and put them into a jar upon my return home. I wait until I have £100 (Pounds Sterling), and then I buy a National Savings Premium Bond.
The British government has for over fifty years been offering these bonds at £1 each. They do not pay interest, but when you want to get your money back, you sell them back to the Government. You do not loose money. Yes I know about inflation, but it is only a pound.
Every and each month the nice Premium Bond people use Ernie the computer, to place all the bonds into a draw, and Ernie picks random bond numbers as winners of money.
So all the money that people throw away become a bond, and yes I have won.
So the streets where you live are paved with gold. It is there. Use all your senses, you have been missing a lot.
P.S.
Those who have never seen my sausage or Phillip’s Sausage, should attend one of my courses, I will show you.
My travels have taken me not quite to the four corners of the world, but not far off. Recently we made a visit to Peru, with an extension trip to the Galapagos Archipelago.
These ten island just south of the Equator, being of volcanic origin are situated some hundreds of miles off the Ecuador coast, in the middle of the Pacific, and offer an experience of beauty, with animals not showing any fear of man, we become the watched, the outsiders in another world.
This is the place where Charles Darwin in the early 1800’s, sailing in his boat the Beagle, came upon his Theory of Evolution. It was on these islands that he saw fauna and wildlife not seen anywhere else on the earth, where life had adapted to the surroundings and environment.
With not much rain, built of volcanic rock, the landscape was like a moonscape, not having much green vegetation, it was a privilege to be within and part of this world. I had seen more colonies of seals off the coast of the UK or Peru, bigger flocks of flamingo’s – thousands in a lagoon south of Jeddah in Saudi Arabia, to the handful in Galapagos, but never had I been so close to nature.
In the early morning heat, we walked on a pristine beach, which only hours earlier had been visited by turtles, pulling themselves up from the sea to lay their eggs in the sand. On the rocks or lava flows, the cold blooded Iguana looking like dragons, warmed themselves in the sun, ready to dive into the sea to eat sea-weed (Ulvae).
To walk with the giant tortoises protected in the Darwin Research Center, hearing how man by introducing other species to sustain their food supplies, had put at risk the sub species, and how the locals and authorities where trying with success to remove these unwanted “invaders”.
Bird life was rich, with birds nesting on the pathways marked out and strictly adhered to by all visitors to preserve the rich unique life on the Archipelago. The Blue Footed Booby was a must to see, seen nowhere else but here.
We walked on the beach with the seals, who had no fear of man, we respected that this was their world, we were being allowed to share with them these special islands, and it is not our place to change their world. The seals were as much interested in us as we were with them, and it was them that came to us to smell, look at and to feel us, the invaders.
We watched dancing Mocking Birds on the sand – click here to watch – performing some ritual, maybe of courtship or of territorial meaning.
It is at times like this, when one realises that we humans are also evolving, making changes, adapting to our world. Sometimes we enter into another world, country, way of life, civilisation or culture, and as history has proven, changed it to our ways with disastrous results, by putting our Cat on the Mat, religion, culture, beliefs into the mix.
Are we right to put our Cat on the Mat?
Man can make a choice. With NLP, we do not make changes, although changes are made to people, but we give people choice. By giving people new strategies, being able to take control of their own states, people can make their own pathways, do things in new ways.
When I work with people, I try not to say this is right or this is wrong, I give them choice.
We are correct in allowing wildlife of the Galapagos Archipelago to be undisturbed as much as possible, to evolve as they wish without the destructive power of man.
I attended a lunch meeting of the Southside Chamber of Commerce in London, held in The Bankside Restaurant, 32 Southwalk Bridge Road, London, owned by a member. Quite a large restaurant, with modern furniture, with leather seats, clean wooden tables high class and tasteful. The waitress’s were cheerful and helpful. The menu, printed on the printed place mat, gave a good choice of four courses, Good British food.
I had a wonderful soup, and for the main course, Cumberland Sausage, mashed potatoes, crispy fried onions, and a lush gravy. A British meal at last. But too much for me, as I try to loose more weight that will mean no dessert.
I have been a member of the Chamber for a number of years, and in that time have made many presentations to the group on subjects I teach NLP, memory skills etc. It is fun to be reminded many years later that someone can still remember one of the strategies I taught them.
I love my job.
Although a small turnout, it is a time to network, talk to people, relax.
One member had lived and worked in the area I was born and brought up in, in the Midlands of the UK, Chasetown and Lichfield, a place I had left over thirty years ago, but still retaining a slight accent of the area.
I will not loose my Midlands accent, it is my individualism that I take with me.
Another member, a lawyer, had just retired from the British Government’s Home Office, now wondering what should the next move be in his working life.
A member I had never spoken to before sat next to me, and we exchanged details of ourselves.
I transpires that in a way he was having a similar career path as myself. Although younger than me, I could see him taking the same road I took.
Not being an academic, I was an artist, I loved making things, a hands-on man, I was forced or coerced, after the normal school leaving age, to follow an education in commerce, law, accounting, statistics at the Staffordshire College of Commerce. I did not really enjoy this experience, in fact I did not like accounting, statistics meant nothing to me.
On leaving college, with my certificates in my hand, I was maneuvered into the very early days of computers.
The first computer I worked on in 1966, a Leo, one walked into a large room which contained the processor, made-up of flashing electric valves. As you walked down the middle of this array of lights, you could touch and watch the bits and bytes being shuffled around the memory as it took I think five minutes to add 1 + 1 to come up with the answer 3.
My career journey had begun with computers. For many years I worked with computer manufacturers, NCR, Sperry Univac, Texas Instruments, producing solutions on the computers to customers requirements, accounting, payrolls, stock keeping, hotel management, retail. I was an expert. The expert.
In 1988 after a long stay in the Middle East as Software Manager with Texas Instruments, I returned to the UK to find (after a rest) a new job.
I had really never had to search for work, after all, I was good, I was an expert, I was often “head hunted” for new positions.
Now jobs were not there. No one wanted me. Nobody loved me.
Why?
Ok, I did not have a degree, a process I was to undertook in the late 1990’s at Brunel University, but I had all the knowledge, I had been at the forefront of discovering and working with new technologies. Why?
Age. That was the answer.
I was too old. Computing is a young persons game. The owners, the managers who interviewed me were all younger than me. Perhaps I was a threat to them.
But I have so much to offer, and someone saw what I had, employed me, and I became an expert in the computerised replacement window, door and flat glass manufacturing sector.
For a number of years I helped and advised companies in the computerisation of the processing of windows, doors and flat glass units. With friends, we formed our own company, but the down turn of the British economy of the early 1990’s saw the company end.
With all my expertise, still nobody loved me, nobody wanted my knowledge, I applied for hundreds of jobs. Not even getting an interview.
Employment agencies used me to help the other unemployed get jobs, paying me in postage stamps and blank paper for me to print my large CV.
That is when I did my own thing, got off my bum, and offered my expertise to small to medium sized companies to run their computer sites, supply their hardware and software, make sure their sites and staff were fully operational.
Still I was not happy.
That is when I came across NLP, Hypnosis, with Paul McKenna and Richard Bandler et al. I loved this new information. I needed more and more.
After a couple of years, I had had enough of the rat race, travelling each day into Central London, Piccadilly Circus, Oxford Circus, trying to compete with the young whiz kids, just out of school, “knowing everything” about computers, (Gameboy). I told my clients I had had enough.
Thus my journey in training, consulting, coaching phobia cures.
To this day, I am researching for more knowledge I can place in my portfolio to train others.
I go to the originators of whatever I want to learn, and get their approval to teach their work.
Yet, I come across many people who have had similar experiences to me and employment. They do not work, they blame the government, society, the ageism immigration, anything but themselves.
Poo Poo happens. It is said that we will have to re-educate ourselves every six years, as knowledge and technology is moving so quickly, if we do not move with it, we will have no jobs.
I hope the member of the Southside Chamber, like me and you, updates with new knowledge, not to sit back and hope we have a job for life.
Life evolves, let us evolve too, and learn to learn.
In the early 1980’s, I left the shores of the UK to work as Software Manager for the distributor of the computer manufacturer in Saudi Arabia Texas Instruments.
It was a five year stay that taught me a lot.
It taught me about different cultures, all the nationals of the world that were there in small numbers, we had to support each other, as the culture, living standards were certainly not Western, Eastern or British.
It taught me about religion, something I do not discuss with people. But, just to say that it was on a trip to Elephant Island off the coast of Bombay, India, that I had this insight that we all worship the same thing, it is just how we choose to understand it. Too much can be said, perhaps in the future.
At this time in Saudi Arabia, there were many restrictions on what we were allowed to do by the Saudis. We were not allowed to practice our own religion, television was highly censored, there were no clubs, pubs, cinemas, theaters, radio was not broadcast as I remember in English. The Internet did not exist, let alone PC computers.
Drink was banned, but I shared accommodation with an alcoholic, blue movies were banned, but this was the time I saw my first blue movie. Things were not what they appeared to the outside world.
We had to find our own entertainment, hire the latest video from illegal tape libraries, spend evenings walking around vast shopping malls buying counterfeit cassettes of the latest LP’s, or compilation tapes, Out NOW, or attend the weekly British Embassy Cinema Club, sitting outside to watch the big screen, being bitten by hoards of mosquitoes.
But in the privacy of my room, I would listen to the BBC World Service, choosing a frequency according to the time of day for best reception.
The music, “Lilliburlero” (to listen click here) which was played at the start of each hours news stands out in my mind. Another program, is Alistair Cook’s Letter From America. Perhaps the first blog, but on radio.
I seem to remember Alistair Cook starting his weekly correspondence, with a picture of him in my mind of him sitting in a big winged leather chair with such words as:-
“As I sit here…….”,
and he would report and comment on how he saw the world going by him in a quiet, controlled way, no controversy in his voice, no criticism, just putting his rational point of view, allowing the listener to come to their own conclusions, understandings of the issues of the week. He would use stories, metaphors, of happenings to illustrate what he was talking about.
Was he an NLP’er?
Sadly he has gone to the home in the sky, the one we will all visit one day, but I hope his influence, his broadcasts have helped me in writing this blog.
I do not seek to offend, cause controversy, just to say what is happening to me, as I see the world, to perhaps impart some information of my knowledge to help you to enrich your world, to teach some of NLP, Hypnosis, Learning, Memory, Reading, PhotoReading, Mind Maps.
If I write something it comes from my heart, it was correct as I see the word at that time, if I place a picture or photograph for you to see, perhaps that is the only picture I have at that time. It is my Cat On The Mat, my understanding of the world.
I welcome your comments and feedback.
I only see things through my eyes, hear with my ears, feel with my feelings.
I ask that you enrich my world, my understanding with yours.
Please share, so we can all share and become one.
I love the work I do, in all the countries I visit I find such warmth from the people.
I cannot do my work without translators, in those countries which are non English speaking as their native language. Those that I have worked with have proven the best, and with all, I remain amazed at their abilities, their stamina, the love of their chosen profession.
Hear are a few of my translators in Turkey:-
I woudld recommend all of my Turkish translators I have worked with throughout the years.
I love working with the participants learning English language in Turkey. I admire the effort and time each puts into the process.
The best way to learn a language is to be fully absorbed in that language you wish to learn, now, our participants spend nine days, from 9am to 9pm with us. Not quite fully absorbed but early.
I try and get the participants to speak at all times in English, lunch, tea/coffee breaks, all the time, even threatening them with a fine of 1 Turkish Lira each time I catch them speaking their own language.
I know I will get a chocolate cake with the proceeds at the end of the course as I sneak-up on them.
As I am watching what I eat, perhaps chocolate cake is something I should not eat, so why not wet their appetite.
How about if I offer afternoon tea at the Ritz Hotel in London.
So, if any English language participant visits London, I will take you to the Ritz Hotel and give you tea and cakes in the afternoon, a very British thing.
We can have scones with strawberry jam and clotted cream, not good for the diet, but tastes great. We can have cheese and cucumber sandwiches, with the crusts, the est bit of a sandwich cut off. And of course, he cu of tea with milk in a china cup.
I have already taught some of the participants in preparation to the visit to the Ritz, how to hold the little finger, or as we call it in Britain the pinky. As one holds the cup by the handle, the pinky should be held straight so it sticks out.
But, the other requirement is that as I speak no other language other than English, they will have to speak English to me and the waiters.
After afternoon tea, we will have to walk off the calories, so an easy walk from the Ritz Hotel, via Saint James the home of Prince Charles will lead us to Buckingham Palace, where we can see the Changing of the Guards, through Hyde Park to Horse Guards Parade with the soldiers in their various styles of uniforms, past number 10 Downing Street, he home of the British Prime Minister, and on to The Houses of Parliament and Big Ben with its’ special chimes known the world over.
It could be a costly offer for me. But they are great people.
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