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How Good Is Your Focus?

I’m pretty sure that if I could focus my mind a bit better I would have no problem making stuff happen – maybe even be able to move stuff around the room lol!  That is not to say that I don’t do pretty well as it is, all things considered.

However, my timeout during COVID-19 is really showing me how my concentration skills and willpower have gone downhill in the last 4 – 5 years.  Having said that – and I am thinking out loud here, I am not 100% sure if it is a problem with my willpower aka self-discipline or me giving myself permission to be lazy.

Maybe more importantly – my timeout is showing how my feelings, attitude and moods are affected and, to a degree, controlled by what I see and hear.

You see, at the beginning, two months ago, I was tense (but didn’t really acknowledge it), on auto-pilot and a bit directionless.  Should I do this? Should I do that?  How long would this last?  How to make the most of my time?  How to be productive?  See, still on the old millwheel!

If you are having thoughts like the above, here is a really good piece from Elizabeth Gilbert’s Instagram about the pressure to be productive

Then I started to relax and gain somewhat of a balance (or so I thought). In actual fact what I did was give in, more or less completely, to what took my fancy in the moment (or so I thought again).  No harm in that, after all I did deserve some time out (my justification)

Started a great health routine (maybe not)

So, for SEVERAL days I started out really excellently – wake at 4am (without alarm clock), 1 hour Dr. Joe meditation followed by about 90 mins on the bike along the Nile and some countryside.  Back to work, shower, breakfast, coffee.

So the rest of the day is spent on my bed (because it is easier for my back than sitting on any chair I have), with the laptop.  I have a lovely little table that sits like a bridge over my legs and has enough room on which to rest my arms also – very comfortable.

Some days I was very good – did lots of work on writing my family history stories and also my book about the private lives of Mohamed Ali’s family. BUT, if I sat on the bed and first turned on YouTube, then mostly my entire day went on watching “Magnificient Century”.  Yes, I felt guilty at first, then I accepted it as relaxation.  Oh, how we lie to ourselves!

How a film series affected me

I know I am rambling here… the thing is, in the beginning the series really gripped me, the set furnishings, the clothes, and of course the true story line.  I was rooting for Hurrem Sultana, the underdog, the slave who rose to be an unstoppable power in her own right.

However, I found myself turning against Hurrem – she just turned out to be too much of a bitch for me.  Plus they changed the actress and how she dressed – colors all wrong for her (red dresses with red/ginger hair, for God’s sake!).  Hurrem now look more like one of Disney’s wicked witches – they have even changed her crowns to reflect that.

So, now when I would finish watching the episodes I no longer felt good or even ok.  I felt apprehensive about whom Hurrem was going to kill next.  Added to that I liked her sons, not so much her daughter because she’s like Hurrem, and I liked her stepson whom eventually she will succeed in having executed.  That’s the worst part, I already know the actual historical facts.  This is now the biggest help to me NOT to switch on YouTube first thing in the morning!  But I am quite sure I will watch the series to the bitter end.

Hooked – Addicted!

This addiction to the series and inability to switch off from it once I started had me questioning my lack of willpower.

Along with my inability to switch off the show after an episode or two (they are really good with the cliffhanger endings on each episode!), goes a decreasing ability to focus in my meditations.  Now, I don’t know how these tie in with each other, or if they do, but I do notice these two facts.

Today, I searched on YouTube for ways to strengthen my power of focusing.  If you are thinking about the same then below are some of what I have found.

The Power of Words – and the lack of Words

If you are wondering how I came to believe in all this stuff that I am constantly trying to talk to you all about…

I would have to start by saying I think I was incredibly lucky to have the parents I had.  In the sense that beyond fostering some basic human values in me, neither my father nor my mother – nor any family member that I can remember ever tried to instill in me their own personal beliefs to do with religion or how the world works.

So, in a sense the lack of words, the lack of unnecessary programming from my parents, in my childhood left space for me to take in a wider range of information more easily from books – we didn’t have a TV until I was about 8!  I learned to read sometime between 4 and 6 years of age.

And, yet here am I doing the very opposite to what I now value so much in how my parents related to me.  (I tend to keep telling everyone close to me they need to learn this “stuff”).  As my excuse I am going to offer the statement “life was different then and the way of life in our western society has in some ways taken what I consider quantum leaps in different directions – some good and some not so good….perhaps.

My childhood days were easier, more relaxed.  These modern times are exerting a punishing toll on everyone – especially our youngest.  It’s more and more evident that we need more advanced coping mechanisms now more that we did when I was young,

Back to my childhood…secondly, books, books and more books.  The main source of my childhood programming.

We lived out in the middle of nowhere without public transport.  Yet, I had access to more books than many living children then living in a city full of libraries may have had, and I used every one of them.

  • Primary School Library – and thanks to the Principal, there was quite a large cabinet and the books were frequently changed by the county library – plus he instilled in us a love of reading by having us all constantly researching different topics for competitions.  Then we also had a treasured “silent reading” time, at the end of almost every day I think.  I probably read every single book in that press – and we could take some home too.
  • Mobile Library – it came every two weeks – a huge van with a treasure trove of constantly changing books and an interested librarian who was always checking if we wanted anything special ordered or that he would put by for me.  We could borrow 4 books.
  • I had a friend 🙂 who lived over the road from me and who also took 4 books every two weeks from the mobile library.  We each read our own four AND then we swopped and read each other’s books.
  • My friend’s father was the school principal, her mother was also a teacher, and their house was FULL of books.  Every nook and cranny held books.  Where other people kept clothes in the chests of drawers – their drawers and every available space in their house was filled with books!  Thanks to her I worked my way through quite a few of those books too!
  • My mother and grandmother – we had two sets of bookshelves in a time when few people had any books other than school books.   Those two bookcases held a large selection of books and collections of books.  They came in handy for my friend too 🙂 because we continually swopped – many may not have been “suitable” for our age but we devoured them anyway!
  • My mom – every Saturday or almost every Saturday she went to town for shopping and religiously brought me four comics – Mandy, Bunty, Judy and Diana.  If there was a week she didn’t go, she got a friend, who worked in Limerick, to bring them to me – Dad was not so keen on the comics so they were usually smuggled past him lol!

Why am I telling you about all those books?  They were the source of my ideas, dreams and inspirations that took my mind and imagination much further than the cross-roads of a sleepy countryside.  They programmed me to believe that anything was possible.  To understand that just because I could not see something with my eyes, that did not mean it did not exist.

I read everything that came my way and as I got older I ended up reading books far beyond my years – I became a very fast reader and even with the above supply I was always ready for more.  I read girls’ books, boys’ books and adult books – sometimes even reading the books my Mom and Grandmother were also borrowing from the mobile library.

Bedtime was 9pm and that was supposed to be sleep time too but for me sleep usually came around 11 or midnight when Dad was heading for bed and would insist on lights out.  Sometimes he would catch me reading by the light from the corridor outside but to be fair he was never hard on me for this bit of disobedience.

All those books broadened my horizons, made me more aware of the existence of infinite possibilities, magic and helped give strength to my natural childhood belief that anything is possible.  They also gave me courage, made me a bit of a rebel, taught me to ask for everything I wanted, allowed me to refuse to take “no” for an answer when required and of course detective books went a long way to helping develop logic and problem solving skills to name but a few talents I am no longer shy about saying I possess.

Of course the other thing all those books did was make me a bit “different” – I didn’t suffer much because of that though – it probably even made me more interesting to some of the opposite sex when it came to dating later on lol!

Ok – so books were my foundations.  I don’t know then if it was all the books I had read or something else, but later in life there were some words and when I heard them, the hair on the back of my neck would stand up and I might even have a shiver run through me – not a bad shiver – more of a feeling of familiarity or “knowing” .  Those words were (and if they don’t have the same effect on you but you want to know what they mean you can do that research yourself)

  • Essenes
  • Cathars
  • Knights Templar
  • Mary Magdalene
  • Akashic Records
  • Rosicrucian
  • Secret Societies
  • King Arthur, Merlin, Camelot etc
  • Geni – and of course our own fairies, leprechauns, names of celtic gods, goddesses,  Hill of Tara, Stonehenge etc etc etc.
I can still remember the first time I saw the film Star Wars, and of course the TV programmes
  • I dream of Jeannie
  • Battlestar Galactica
  • Star Trek
  • Charmed
  • etc etc etc

Later in life I came across Esther Hicks and Law of Attraction.  That did me for another 20 years – and now of course, there is Dr. Joe Dispenza who is raising the bar and taking everything to another level entirely.  So glad he came along before I got much older!  So now you know where the start of my “alternative” thinking began.

Break free of the Program

We have become programmed to look at what is around us and manifest more of the same.  Smart people – the rich people – the MEGA RICH people have ALL wised up to this.   Many famous actors/actresses are now telling us how they did it and sharing tips with us – it always comes down to focus, re-programming themselves and belief.

How are we programmed?  Go through the list of channels on your TV – find one, just one that is inspiring or uplifting?  I dare you.  Every single one is about bad news, crime, debt, hopelessness, police catching criminal, depressing soaps and so called “reality shows”.

Why are we being programmed this way?  To keep us trudging along like workhorses every day til we die in dead-end jobs where we earn enough just to keep us alive.  Modern day slavery, and the overseer with the whip is the media and your TV.

Now if you are a happy person then that’s great but if you are not a happy person it is not good at all because crap keeps falling all around you.  Please bear with me – I’m getting to the point now 🙂

Do you remember the Celtic Tiger?  Wasn’t it great?  Now please, please, please, can I ask you to forget all your normal and “common sense” way of thinking for one minute here?  Do you remember how the economists, news and maybe even you started saying “It just can’t go on, the bubble has to burst!”  On and on and on it went – I knew then what was coming next.  Universal Law delivered on all our comments and expectations – at critical mass of thought on those sentences – the bubble burst.



Hold on a minute please, stop the chatter of “reason” that is now exploding inside your head.  Please just for one minute suspend your normal disbelief.  Just supposing, just supposing, just supposing what I am saying is true……whether you believe it now or not….in the off chance that I am right – are you willing to give it a go?

Will you be one of the people to put your energy of thought and focus into bringing Ireland back into THRIVING ECONOMIC GROWTH in spite of everything you now observe?  There is a lot we can do.

It is all the good news I find that shows Ireland is recovering (I asked you to tell the chatter inside your head to shut up and let you think, please).  What I am really asking you to do is focus on the good stuff that you see around and share it.  Universal Law dictates that we can change Ireland’s Economy back to growth in spite of those bent on bringing us to our knees.  We are stronger than that and everyone doesn’t have to focus on it – a few can do the work for many.

  • What else can you do?
  • Turn off the news.
  • Don’t read the negative economic forecasts
  • Appreciate the good and happy stuff you see around
  • Don’t share on twitter, facebook, the negative crap whether it is “true” or not.  There is a lot of stuff that is ‘true’ that you do not want to bring into your reality!
  • SHARE everywhere everything you see as positive and uplifting.
  • Don’t argue with anyone about this.

As a by-product of doing this experiment you can measure your own personal economic success, because, if you do this your own situation must improve regardless of what is going on around you.  I am personal proof of this – I am still running a successful, growing business in the midst of revolutionary times and living in a country that has gone through a Revolution.  What is going on around you has nothing to do with you unless you believe it does.