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Namasté dear people of Las Vegas

I’ve just finished editing a difficult chapter of my work in progress (wip). Four central characters diverted from their road-trip route by a fictional road traffic accident with loss of life. There was a sound reason for this and it may be a difficult scene for anybody with real-life experience of similar events. Editing the chapter contributed to my current spiritual low-ebb.

From fiction to fact, my characters visited a place called Oradour Sur Glane in France. Toward the end of the Second World War the population of the entire village was massacred. Possibly because of one man, kidnapped by the local resistance. Nobody really knows the truth except that 642 men, women and children were murdered.

If you visit Oradour Sur Glane, the old village is preserved as it was on 10 June 1944. The doctors’ car is still in its parking space. There is a sewing machine, babies’ pram and evidence of unnatural destruction.

Not for the first time yesterday (02/10/2017), I spotted a news alert on my computer. Intuition told me not to go there but something over-rode it and I opened a news page on my browser to discover the latest tragedy in The USA. Las Vegas, at least fifty dead, hundreds physically wounded and I dread to think how many psychologically damaged following the actions of one individual.

Something drove that man to that point, we may never know what, but one thing is certain, a range of powerful weapons were at his disposal. He may have had licence to own them and he put them to devastating use.

There is but one road to peace in this world and it does not involve mass-murder whether government sanctioned or not. Power will never bring peace. Only the internal peace of individuals who share their inner-strength can do that. It’s a matter of choice to seek internal peace; it takes courage and confrontation with many of the things we thought we knew. The potential for greatness is within all of us, it comes pre-installed and I don’t mean in a way that nourishes the ego.

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What Inspires You?

If inspiration is the engine, motivation is the fuel that powers it. Yes, of course there are potential arguments in that opening sentence. Every reader might interpret it in a slightly different way. But, if something inspires me, it also motivates me to do something about it.

Personally, I don’t support any religeous dogma because I believe for one that dogmatism denies development and two, we are children of the universe and we are born to follow the path of the soul and share the love we came with.

Hang on, I hear the blank slate argument raising its head. On that, I only agree that we are born as blank slates in the ways of the world and then, unfortunately, race disconnects us, religeon separates, politics divides and wealth classifies.

In response to the question; what surprises you most? HH the Dalai Lama said, “Man because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices his wealth to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived.”

Lots of philosophical debate starting to generate here but rather that, allow yourself to relax and take a look at the pictures in my Facebook ‘Motivate’ album. In my life, in one way or another, they are all relevant. What do you think? I would love to know and I welcome additions to the family. Post links in the comments and I will tag you in when I add them.

We all come across challenges that threaten our motivation so re-motivate with some great motivational photos

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