FLOURISH, FLOURISH NOT, FLOURISH, FLOURISH NOT...)
Modern life is propelling us forward at an ever-increasing pace, but are we truly happier? As individuals, communities, and societies across the world, what is our current state of well-being? The Global Flourishing Study offers some valuable insights.*
Reflexions on:
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“Life at 60+”
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“La Vie Domestique”
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“Modern Male Masculinity”
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“Early adverse childhood events”
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“Male/Female interactions”
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“The Importance of letting go”
These are the things I reflected on for a while in the hope to find ways to make them for me. Why? well because, the world of our parents is different than ours, so of course we see the world differently and therefore interact with it differently. I am not like my parents and I am even less like my grand-parents. So how am going to live this? Well this is the reason for my time off... To Think so to find and set my way.
* You can find this article in Nature Mental Health online journal. It is open access which means that you can access it for free. That didn't mean that the publication was at no cost. Open access, simply means that the costs have been taken care by the agency or organisation that funded this work.
THE FLOWERS
Each flower unit, represents an individual. The space is slowly getting populated with more. Nature moves that way.
As I progress with my reflections, items will appear and be presented so to engage the public but only Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings from 20:00 to 22:00, weather permitting.
This is my way of life and is far from a way of life or The way of life. To preserve Humanity, what is needed, is not more of the same but many different ways of life so that in moments of need, we have a stock of ways of life to draw upon to find a resolve.
The white plastic continues to come from the Kennington Park Café. Thank you.
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“We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep.”
James Williams
The flowers have no particular involvement with what is to come. However, they are significant. Two flowers that continuously resonated throughout my childhood. One is the Magnolia. We had a tree in front of the house. We were of similar age and it was my duty to clear its mess. There is shedding, shedding and shedding and more shedding throughout the year. A big thank you to some magnolia tree owners on Fentiman Road. Their scent in spring is unique and so uplifting.
The other flower was the daisy. The common daisy (Bellis perennis) you could find in meadows or fields. For mother's day, I always got up at dawn to pick a really big bunch of them for the breakfast table. That was always a bit special.
The flower here is a Magnolia/daisy hybrid.
THE SHADES
In addition to the flowers, another constant is here. The balls with some party lights. The shade is my own design. Made from recycled plastic, I have introduced a mobile light that is able to follow your moods and adapt easily to your lighting needs with the use of a smart bulb. Introducing more gender neutral shapes in household designs that all can be love equally. These shades represent my clubbing days. I loved clubbing and dancing all night.
The first night out without my parents and without having to sneak out, was a La Cote d'Azur near St Tropez during the summer holidays under a tent on the beach... The parents needed the house for something, so we were drop off at the clubs. We were all around 14-16. They remembered to pick up us again, well one adult was on duty, the rest of the adults emerged well in the evening the following day.
We were so tanned, wearing hardly anything, dancing under the UV lights and strobes. All night I had several girls sliding their hands through the hair on my legs, that turn gold under the sun... and of course we were all in the sea to cool down much later. That was fantastic... First experiences like this, set you up for a very long time.
There was one aspect in the Clubs that I was curious about. It was mostly arts-related people that filled the clubs during the week. Everyone was on the dance floor and being creative with their moves, but not once did I ever feel anyone touching or invading my space. I was fascinated by this. To the point I took many dance classes at Pineapple Studio. The dancing was like a second birth; it was the birth of my nerves coming alive throughout the entire body all the way to my extremities. This truly means to be born and connecting to our planet. Establish the connections within is our first mission before anything else. How can humans be in harmony with nature when they are not even in harmony within their body? That was my first big life lesson that I learn all by myself.
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VUE 60
VUE 60 – So I turned 60 and this is the first light I put together with components from the recycling bins – my Throne to be. The drama that can at time overflow and distort reality is a bad habit of ours, isn’t? Don’t we have enough “know-how” or information available whether it was generated from previous generations or from Science to assist us for better living? Perhaps we do but finding it difficult to approach because of too much of it and not necessarily of the best quality or just inaccessible. I had a simple question; how does a man approach a VUE 60? And claiming a right of passage that is informed and prepared rather than having to “just get on with it”. VUE 60 will be my passage towards what I am calling my “halfway-to-heaven” years and the first years will be spend on planning in how to best spend these years.
VUE 18
This was me before the age of 18. Bones and skin, shinning little and when giving directions on whether to go left or right, my body gave both directions in the hope that one will cover it. Even late into my life, I could not cope in dissociating instantly between left and right. I had to make a conscious effort to do so. And I was led to believe that I was inadequate. I was born with a left-hand dominance diagnosed then as an unacceptable social standard. Re-education was forced upon me at the age of six and it traumatised me. For no reason given, the cane struck on my left hand whenever I wanted to use it to pick a pen for writing. Without talking about all the entertainment, I provided and the sentiments of limitations that build up around this, the domain I really wanted to master and could not where mathematics. Here I am leading you towards the other lamp.
DU JAMAIS VUE
You see, what I really wanted to do and be when grown is to go to space, be in space. I wanted to be an astronaut. I had begun a scholar path focused on engineering but that became more and more difficult after each year. Keeping track of items in mathematical functions became ma “bête noire” to the point I lost all my confidence in ever being able to entertain a career involving extend studies in Universities. The lamp is composed of the “death star light pendant” placed on the base of what used to be a coat hanger. Reaching space was taken away from me by Society. Now who will be man enough to accept responsibility of wrongdoing and abuse towards me? The worse to cope with is my parents’ willingness to accept this treatment, stood aside and offered no support. And here is the bottom line, my parents were not educated, and their worldview was just different. Also, they were not driven to pursue knowledge or engage in personal development. Ignorance has only one outcome, mediocrity. Education is key. I don’t recommend “New-Age” parents.
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Besides been in total admiration of James T Kirk, there was another man that I would have given more than my best, and that Jacques Cousteau. I used to hang out so many times when living at the Cote d’Azur, at the Musée Océanographique de Monaco but I decided to stick with the genetics of the origins of one branch of my descendants, the Swiss Alps. And rightfully so I nearly drown once. So, after a brief career in the Luxury Hotel Business not because being inefficient, on the contrary, within 2 years, I managed to speak with many nations Presidents and even the Queen. There was no way to improve on that, so I started another journey of personal development. I need to mention I never went to L’Ecole Hôtelière. I learned what I needed to know as I progressed. Collecting marine samples was never meant to be, instead a new path totally unexpected opened up to me, still involving buckets but totally a different type of sampling.