It’s a glorious day.

Warm with a refreshing breeze.

The Sun is smiling down on the Conservatory in which…

…I am doing my VAT Return.

I’m gazing longingly at the garden, hoping for a jailbreak.


I kid myself I am a free man, but I’m not.  The consequences of not doing my VAT Return on time are serious, though not life-threatening.  So I’ve done a deal: I’ll act as an unpaid and unappreciated tax collector for the Government in return for looking like a serious business and getting a stunning 20% off my business expenses.  I agreed to this.  I put myself in this jail.  This is one of my many jails.


Civilised life is like that, isn’t it?  We all agree to minor compromises of our ‘freedom’ in return for some kind of payoff.  I was distressed talking to a friend the other day as she shared how she had to get so many permissions from her employer to do what she wanted to do with her time.  People joke about “wage slaves” but it’s not far from the truth.


I shake my head and sigh again in disbelief for possible the 10th time today.  My Moodscope score is 20%.

But we can change.

I can change.

A Zen Master once asked his keen and highly attentive students, “What keeps a tiger in its cage?”

Not seeing the trap, a confident apprentice said, “The bars, Master!”

The Master bowed his head, then raised it beaming broadly at his pupils.  With a twinkle in his eye, he declared, “You are nearly there.  It is not the bars but the distance between the bars.”


Does my VAT Return need to be done today?  Almost.  I’ve been putting it off because it scares me, but there’s still time.  Maybe I could move the bars?  I could do some tomorrow and the next day.  And this afternoon, I could catch some rays and lift my mood.  I can renegotiation my commitment to the jailers.


I know you’re in jail too.

Tonight, today – whenever you are reading this, I propose a jailbreak.  Slap on some “Thin Lizzy” and move those bars.

I’ll see you on the outside.

Just let me know where and when…


The Gentle Moon and the Pull of 90 Minutes

Part One

Here is my L’exercise regime per annum…

1 Joined a Gym in January;

2 Fought the Flab in February;

3 Managed more Mindfulness in March;

4 Attitude Adjustment in April;

5 More Mindfulness in May as My Memory… erm;

6 Jogged dutifully in June;

7 Jumped Joyously all July;

8 Added Additional Attitudinal Adjustments in August… from the Beach;

9 Sought Solace in Sacred Silence in September;

10 Ought to do more in October, but didn’t;

11 Not much in November neither;

12 Decided in December to do more again… in January!

I go through “Cycles of Good Intent” – and the cycles continue because I inevitably run out of enthusiasm… or time!
No deep message today save that of, “be gentle with yourself” and “honour the Seasons of Your Soul.”

You see, your body is one amazing set of clocks and cycles.

You work in cycles: daily, monthly and even down to major changes every 90 minutes.
Sometimes we attach our commitment to the wrong cycle.
For example, we might set a goal for the year ahead whereas we would be kinder and more sensible to think a month ahead.
This is the kindness of the Gentle Moon in contrast with the righteous intensity of the Sun.

Even the Sun has Seasons in the Temperate Climates – 90 days is enough to make a change.
So set a goal for Spring;
Another for Summer… it is here!
Like a Fashion House, work on your Autumn/Fall Collection;
And remember Winter has it’s unique charms.

Part Two

If you have s-t-r-e-t—c——-h———-e—————d too far, come back a bit and think,
“Is this a goal for a Season? No? How about a Month? No? How about the Week Ahead? No? How about Just For Today?”

And sometimes, just sometimes, the gravitational pull of the next 90 minutes is quite enough to cope with.

Loving thoughts from Lex!

Jedi Nights

“Jedi Nights”

Yes, I know that’s spelt wrong.

It’s the “Jedi” bit that got me going. I was just about to spend out more money on yet another internet-based offer of information on how to sell effectively… …when the ‘still, small voice’ inside said, “You’ve got plenty of knowledge already; you need to take action!

This then reminded me of JDI – Just Do It!- the Nike trademarked campaign (how can you trademark a phrase like that? Incredible.) So I can’t use that. Then I wondered what “JEDI” could stand for. The answer came quickly, “Just Enthusiastically Do It!”

You see, the moment you take action, everything changes.

Nothing can remain the same because you live in a dynamic system where everything connects to everything else. In fact, everyone connects to everyone else! The flap of a butterfly’s wings in Ushuaia, Argentina can caused a cool breeze to blow in Swanage, England.

This isn’t a Jedi Mind-Game. Physical action makes the difference. You’ve got to say something, touch something, type something, move something.

Peter Thomson says, “Action is the key.”

There are many types of action, but by far my favourite is “enthusiastic action” – doing something as if you are really enjoying it. Sometimes the thought of the end result is enough to help you find the enthusiastic motivation you need to drive your actions forward.

Vanda North shared a story with me years ago. It was about the rich kid who wanted a pony for his birthday. The parents already had stables, and a stall ready for a new pony. On the dawn of his birthday, the lad leapt out of bed, and, still in his pyjamas, ran to the stable. The stable was full of poo – horse poo. With a yelp of delight, he mucked in and started digging into the pile of poo with total enthusiasm. Bemused, his parents joined him and asked him what he was so excited about. He answered with a grin, “Mum, Dad, with all this huge amount of poo, there’s got to be a pony in there!”

So why, “Jedi Nights”?

Well, I think it’s a great idea to never let a day go by without taking enthusiastic action. Like the lad who desired a pony, set your ambition boldly for the day. At the end of the day, when night comes, you may discover you’d really only been sifting and shifting shit all day, but you will have enjoyed the journey because you did it with all your heart. The poo might be the same, just in a different place, but you will be different. Same shit, different day? Not really, because you will have become stronger and more resilient in the process… and nothing will ever be the same again.

Just Enthusiastically Do It!

And here’s an example of Team Jedis