<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241</id><updated>2012-02-14T06:58:37.444Z</updated><category term='SiS Catalyst'/><category term='Children as Change Agents'/><title type='text'>Chris Jenkins a lovely man</title><subtitle type='html'>Chris Jenkins 1950 -2006

Chris was a husband, father, friend, colleague and a lovely man.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>523</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5778064181366812724</id><published>2012-02-12T21:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T21:58:51.877Z</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready to go to Brazil....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Joyously excited about going to Brazil and Colombia - on holiday - though with some work in there - but with my life and job it isn't possible to separate the two! Have spend all weekend cleaning my flat and doing a Prezi presentation in Spanish - and having Gilly and Jim for tea tonight and sorting out my summer clothes - and getting excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke just now to someone about the feeling of change and movement in my life - which I also think is happening in all our lives - I also talked about having a very strong feeling of moving on - &amp;nbsp;and of certainty. It's a bit weird really as I have this huge feeling of certainty - a&amp;nbsp;profound sense of knowing that I am doing what I should be doing - using the happiness litmus test as&amp;nbsp;I go along - but also a beautifully strong feeling of not actually having a clue of what I'm doing or where I am going - delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am increasingly childlike in this - several people have called me childlike recently - childlike - not childish. I read the other day: &lt;em&gt;'In general, Children see the World through Eyes of Courage, Adventure, Fun, Wonder, Fascination, Love, Compassion and Fantasy.' &lt;/em&gt;If that what&amp;nbsp; being childlike means then I am all for it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday I'm&amp;nbsp;off on an adventure - how very exciting is that!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5778064181366812724?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5778064181366812724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5778064181366812724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/02/getting-ready-to-go-to-brazil.html' title='Getting ready to go to Brazil....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6308336881388895833</id><published>2012-02-05T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:28:21.695Z</updated><title type='text'>happiness is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... spoke to my Mum tonight - didn't get over because of weather - but phoned her - and she was happy (good day) Read my blogg of yesterday to her over the phone - and we both cried - lovely healing tears of love - proud of both us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and we both had a bouquet of Evie &amp;amp; Michael flowers smiling in front of us&amp;nbsp; xxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6308336881388895833?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6308336881388895833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6308336881388895833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/02/happiness-is.html' title='happiness is....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4812082862862068977</id><published>2012-02-05T00:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:30:50.844Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy to blogg.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.... in fact I have been looking forward to it all day - in that nice warm - close to the heart feeling - this evening I will sit in my cosy little flat and blogg!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had a truly beautiful day - apart from driving my Mum back on icy, slippery roads - horrible - I do NOT like driving on icy roads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a lovely Saturday - 'a memorable day' - according to my Mother which is special.... She is finding it so hard at the moment - selling her house - her home of 55 years - and passing on all her furniture and most everything else - as she now lives in a single room - moving on ..... so very, very hard.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was decided a few weeks ago that I would have Evie and Michael round for lunch on this Saturday - and this grew to include my Mum, Jimmy and Florian also came - (with Rob on Gplus and Alex on phone!)... wonderful technology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I made a lovely lunch for 6 of us in Liverpool - steak and kidney pie, mushy peas followed by rhubarb and ginger crunchy crumble and custard - very British! And as my Mum said very memorable.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing my blogg is all&amp;nbsp;about me thinking and reflecting - and I have been thinking tonight - and looking back over my blogg to 5 years ago when I was a widow of 4 months - where my Mum is now ... and looking back IT WAS SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum is amazing - we were telling her after lunch - how inspirational she is - and she is - truly inspirational....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago she was living her life - getting older with my Dad but living at home, and getting on with her life - I think I could see how fragile it was - but I don't think she did..... then 8 months ago a tsunami hit her ... starting with my Dad going to hospital after Jim's 21st.... her own major surgery.... my Dad running out of energy.... her breaking her hip.... my Dad's death, funeral and then her move home to Abbeyfield..... a tsunami indeed my lovely Mum - and as we told her today – she has come through all&amp;nbsp;this change extraordinarily.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now living semi-independently (in a home she set up and nurtured for over 40 year ) living an active life - in London last week for Bryony's graduation, holiday booked for July - cruise to Norway (with Fiona, Evie and Jenny) - just living her life - 91 and amazing - yes my Mum is truly inspirational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I looked back on my blogg to where I was 4 months after Chris's death - I remember with heartache that January - Good Days and Bad Days - I was just living day by day... and it was really, really hard - but I also see that I was moving on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Final thought re the Good/Bad Day thing - I do feel very loved - and how lucky is that - I was loved by Chris for 35 years and I continue to feel very loved now - after he has gone - so again how lucky is that - to feel loved is to feel special and that means you can cope with the Bad Days. ' Posted by Tricia Alegra Jenkins at Wednesday, January 17, 2007 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading that makes me so proud of myself !!! I was in a hard place but I was holding on to the positive and moving on - on my own, but with love - moving on - painfully but also joyously ..... bufff ... my Mum and I have a lot in common xxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4812082862862068977?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4812082862862068977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4812082862862068977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-to-blogg.html' title='Happy to blogg.................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3210079711823896287</id><published>2012-01-29T21:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:29:19.406Z</updated><title type='text'>holding the space - buffffff....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Productive days - now gone..... leaving me knowing&amp;nbsp;that &amp;nbsp;I have so much to process from them..... I have literally not stopped for 10 days - since the Thursday before last when I picked Rene up - til tonight when I dropped Steph off at the airport... wonderful, beautiful times, special, rich and so, so, so full ....&amp;nbsp;hard work&amp;nbsp;though - with all sorts of things happening to, with and around me...... and tonight I am finally letting myself be tired...... and I am ....&amp;nbsp; haven't been able to do&amp;nbsp;so up to now because I couldn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about what I have done - and it sounds a bit weird - but I have been 'holding the space' ... not leading or coordinating but 'enabling' not quite the right word - but 'holding the space' for 50 people to come together - to see, hear and feel..... to reflect... to be open...... and to create...... we worked&amp;nbsp;together to&amp;nbsp;pull all this energy into something....&amp;nbsp; to glimpse a&amp;nbsp;sense in the day to day - of how we can change the future ....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am now - is that I can see that what we did -&amp;nbsp;we pulled&amp;nbsp;our creative energy together - and we fused it into&amp;nbsp;an 'arrow of intention'.... I love it - when we see - individually and collectively -&amp;nbsp;when we&amp;nbsp;see - we can shape the power of our shared&amp;nbsp;co-creativity - we catch flashes of our ability to change the world through our recognition that we can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it - need to process it - glowing with recognition that I am just so blessed and wonderfully deliciously tired - but am also not tired&amp;nbsp;- actually feel really, really electrified.... buzzing..... joyous.... wow how happy am I - I AM xxxxxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3210079711823896287?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3210079711823896287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3210079711823896287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/holding-space-buffffff.html' title='holding the space - buffffff....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5381959525718271289</id><published>2012-01-24T09:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:19:23.522Z</updated><title type='text'>gearing myself up......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.... for a very, very busy week.... in fact it has already started as was in London yesterday with some kids, making a video and having a lot of fun, and Rene has been here since last Thursday.... birthday celebrations which were lovely - day in Chester with Margaret and Rene - visiting my Mum and Jenny - lovely days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and now the SiS Catalyst family are coming from around the world for 3/5 days.. wonderful and&amp;nbsp;I must become very focused..... spent time this morning mediating on getting rid of any negative energies that had become attached to me&amp;nbsp;- so feeling very peaceful &amp;nbsp;- computer putting this to the test by closing down on me all the time - think it may have a virus - technological negative energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I need to be really focused and to do what I do - never certain what exactly this is - but know it when I am there....... it's like my whole being focuses - I come from a very, very&amp;nbsp;high place - feels like I'm up above the world........ and then I focus....... &amp;nbsp;it's like all my attention swoops down on something really, really tiny but totally clear - like looking in a microscope and pulling it into focus - but from the stars!!! Then I am deliciously clear - at least in my mind - don't know if everyone always comes with me - but sometimes they do - and I can feel it and they can too - that's just so beautiful.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a busy bonkers week - of swooping from the stars and focusing - now to wake up Rene, pick up Steph from the airport... it's begun like all things with small things - the important things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5381959525718271289?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5381959525718271289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5381959525718271289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/gearing-myself-up.html' title='gearing myself up......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3740977523009638320</id><published>2012-01-18T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:53:59.712Z</updated><title type='text'>Quietness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Tonight is quiet - I'm in the flat - in silence - just&amp;nbsp;having had my tea. This evening I&amp;nbsp;was working with a group of kids that&amp;nbsp;I am going to London with on Monday - we worked with Raul via Skype in Brazil - it worked but not sure how! Then food shopping - so it was&amp;nbsp;late when I got in. I am writing this with a very&amp;nbsp;strong feeling of the lull before the storm - as the next week or so will just be sooooooo busy - but&amp;nbsp;a wonderful feeling of anticipation and excitement. I have also such a lot of things to do..... but that's good and I am so&amp;nbsp;fortunate to be able to do what I do - whatever that may be!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rene is due tomorrow morning - just heard from her - on a plane in Seattle in a blizzard being de-iced before taking off for Amsterdam - technology takes my breath away..... Then SiS Catalyst family and friends will appear over the next&amp;nbsp;few days - probably over 40 by this time next week - numbers vary as have had a flurry of emails today from people who didn't let us know they were coming - lots and lots of things to do... but also a beautiful feeling of a natural unfurling of what is meant to be... my life is truly delicious - not sure what I do - but I just do what 'feels' good and then go with the flow! Bonkers but beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;tomorrow is my birthday - which is delightfully uneventful and unspecial - to be treasured for that - birthdays can be quite hard - I am however&amp;nbsp;going out for dinner tomorrow night with a remarkably large number of wonderful people - wow I truly am extraordinarily blessed and very grateful for all the&amp;nbsp;amazing people in my life&amp;nbsp;xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3740977523009638320?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3740977523009638320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3740977523009638320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/quietness.html' title='Quietness'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7574273662840519638</id><published>2012-01-17T05:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T05:50:04.714Z</updated><title type='text'>making intentions.....</title><content type='html'>....it's the middle of the night and I have been awake for ages - don't feel unhappy but just don't seem to be able to sleep... have been thinking and setting my intentions... love it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the process - the pulling together of the whirling thoughts and ideas which swirl around all of us like a snowstorm of tiny diamonds - and then focusing in and shaping something tangible out of this..... identifying form out of the glittering fog - making it solid as a thought - an intention -  then seeing clearly a path of action which leads from this..... but also knowing that the course of action many times means walking forward into the unknown - not having fear - just taking the first step. Feeling what to do rather than thinking or knowing what to do - following the road that my heart leads me to - using the happiness factor as my compass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is a very quick process sometimes it takes a long time - looking back I think years!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention tonight is to become a master of the process and to do it more consciously.... well now I have set my intention - I need to sleep - maybe to dream......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7574273662840519638?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7574273662840519638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7574273662840519638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/making-intentions.html' title='making intentions.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5976028553751337759</id><published>2012-01-12T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:04:50.381Z</updated><title type='text'>so excited..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.......it's a new year and so many things are starting to happen - I am just so excited!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not always able to focus on everything though - do feel like my ability to focus is like a great big on/off switch - I'm either completely focused and give that 'thing' whatever it is - my complete attention - or have this kind of 'can't be bothered' sort of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking a lot about what makes me happy - and I suppose this is linked to the focusing thing - if it makes me happy I focus on it - give it my full attention - if it doesn't -&amp;nbsp;I can't be bothered! Must make working with me a bit difficult! I hope not but I think I must be a bit unpredictable - but happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard&amp;nbsp; from someone the other day who said it was a good idea to start&amp;nbsp;every day thinking about three things that will make you happy that day - and to ensure that you do them, then to increase the number of things!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the moment just joyously happy - having booked my trip to Brazil and Columbia - meeting and staying with wonderful friends AND I'm going to be IN the carnival parade in sao Paolo - how absolutely mind blowingly cool is that!!!!! I have no idea how I have ended up having such a magic &amp;nbsp;life - I suppose focusing on what makes me happy is a&amp;nbsp;good start and I also feel so incredibly appreciative and grateful and very, very blessed - wow wow wow wonderful!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5976028553751337759?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5976028553751337759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5976028553751337759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-excited.html' title='so excited..............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6580353900770790168</id><published>2012-01-03T23:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:16:03.860Z</updated><title type='text'>2012.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;....... has started - feels like I've just turned round and I'm in 3 days into the year already - weird!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a beautiful New Year - very quiet, very personal with Fiona, Ian, Becki and the lively little Aidan but very, very lovely.... it is so good to be close to family - feel that&amp;nbsp;I am increasingly enjoying just being close to friends/family - and I do feel that all&amp;nbsp;the people that&amp;nbsp;I connect with regularly with&amp;nbsp;- are just that friends and/or family - both - neither one nor the other - just close to me - and how special is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogged about this feeling before - and it is a very strong and growing feeling - a lovely warmth of connectivity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2012 has started - I'm home - got back late afternoon and am having one of my - 'strangely restless' evenings - I usually get them when I'm going away - maybe I'm getting this one cos I'm actually at home! Probably because am going back to work tomorrow and know I need to prioritise what I need to do - where I need to focus my energy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that has what's been really lovely over the last couple of weeks - I have not been consciously thinking of work - just being with and enjoying friends/family - focusing and enjoying&amp;nbsp;the reality of being together - I don't think I've talked about work for 2 weeks - how wonderful is that? - but at the same time I know that I have been thinking about it - not consciously but deliciously deeply - just hope that when&amp;nbsp; I go into tomorrow - it all seems beautifully clear!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6580353900770790168?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6580353900770790168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6580353900770790168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5701756145797811678</id><published>2011-12-27T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:08:24.558Z</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful poignancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am at home after a week away with my three boys, my Mum, my sister Ann&amp;nbsp;and her two children and a friend of theirs..... and the words that come to my mind are&amp;nbsp;'beautifully poignant'. Not certain why I&amp;nbsp;chose this title for the blogg.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 9 of us - my own and my sister's children&amp;nbsp;- grown up but as yet to have children of their own - so we had&amp;nbsp;hired a big cottage in Yorkshire and we were there together as family - the focus of which was my Mum. She was amazing - fantastically amazing, loving the presence of so many young people, all doting on her - her every wish a command. Much good humour, laughter, excellent food, fellowship and joy - but it was all very, very beautifully poignant.......&amp;nbsp;on occasions painfully poignant.... My Mother's fortitude, playfulness and happiness was genuine and special - her constant recognition and understanding of how blessed she has been all her life, always very close to the surface.... but my Father's absence was very present and many times painfully so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry as I write this - and I didn't cry when I was away, but I think it is important to do so tonight - to recognise my own grief, my own loss of my beautiful Dad - a man I have spent practically every Christmas with for my whole life - I can think of 4 that weren't with my Mum and Dad - but that's all.... so a lifetime of Christmas's together - my parents having had 65 Christmas's together until this one..... wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've done this blogg as I couldn't understand why such a happy time should have also been so&amp;nbsp;'beautifully poignant' but now I have seen what I have written I understand why I feel like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&amp;nbsp;am cherishing the specialness of our time away together, and recognising that my grief for my Dad is still quite raw - and that my Mother is truly inspirational - and what a wonderful family I am so lucky to be a part of.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and stopping off in Stacksteads and spending time with such dear friends on the way home - was icing on a&amp;nbsp;special Christmas cake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5701756145797811678?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5701756145797811678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5701756145797811678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/12/beautiful-poignancy.html' title='Beautiful poignancy'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4235964509859428750</id><published>2011-12-18T20:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:28:30.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Maybe.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;....... the 'golden child' within myself just recognises the 'golden child' within my mother.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4235964509859428750?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4235964509859428750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4235964509859428750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/12/maybe.html' title='Maybe.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4227819355147832434</id><published>2011-12-18T19:27:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:47:40.158Z</updated><title type='text'>Snuggled in on the sofa.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;..... gentle music playing - my little flat cosy and warm, a&amp;nbsp;beautiful day&amp;nbsp;- making&amp;nbsp;a lovely lunch for&amp;nbsp;my Mum, Jimmy, sister Jenny and Ali, (fish pie) followed by a short walk in the park - showing Ali Chris's beech tree, clear blue skies above the world, my Mum walking with Jenny - lovely, lovely lovely......... they've now gone home and&amp;nbsp;I'm snuggled up on the sofa - feeling very loved and at peace with the world... I am just so blessed and so grateful for my wonderful life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about my Mum's amazing resilience to Ali earlier in the park, that was nice spending time talking to him - there is usually such a crowd that we don't really get to talk one to one, anyway we talked about Mum - and how she is such a 'golden child' -&amp;nbsp; she has gone through her life - doing good things - but also being very 'selfish' - all four of her daughters have had tragedies and sorrows and she was there for all of us, but she herself has had a truly 'lucky' life - and in many ways she was also&amp;nbsp;protected from our hurt - she loved us all but I don't think she actually understood our pain - and why should she? It was our grief&amp;nbsp;- she recognised it but I am not certain how far she&amp;nbsp;was able to empathise with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That sounds harsh but I don't mean it to be - my Mum is an amazing woman, she has lived a good life - and she is now coping with the loss of&amp;nbsp;her husband of 66 years &amp;nbsp;and her home - fantastically well - but reflecting about my Mum through my childhood and womanhood - is making me think.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... I suppose that's what it's all about - learning - and walking through the&amp;nbsp;park with Ali this afternoon has made me think about one of the fundamental relationship of my life - that&amp;nbsp;of mother and daughter - my mother and me as her daughter. It is also made me think about Chris's Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris's Mum was a wonderful woman and&amp;nbsp;there were times in my life when&amp;nbsp;I was consciously closer to her than I was to my own Mum - I can remember that very clearly and also feeling sad/wrong to feel that.....&amp;nbsp; I am now very close to my Mum - and have been for many years, and the shared experience of Dad's death and the last few month has brought us even closer.&amp;nbsp; But I think that this relationship is (and has been for many years) based on my recognising her as a 'golden child' and loving her for being that a perfect 'golden child'. Wow - didn't expect to write that lot!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I need to unpick this a bit....... I suppose I am thinking about what is love - OK quite a big question then!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is love? How much of it is what we think we ought to be? Do we 'love' people because of what or who they are in our lives? Or what we think they are? Or&amp;nbsp;what we we think/and are taught to&amp;nbsp;believe we ought to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not unpicking here - just knitting myself in deeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose at the heart of this is - just that!!!&amp;nbsp; How much is what we love is actually from the heart -&amp;nbsp;and how much is what we love&amp;nbsp; - is what our mind tells us to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bufffff - this started off as a nice afternoon blogg and is now asking the most fundamental&amp;nbsp;question of our life - what is love? I need to reflect more on this - and I think it's been a question hovering around me for a while - what is it that we love? Is it the present, the past and/or the future? I loved Chris and my Dad very much, and I love my boys, my Mum, my family, my friends - but what does this mean? I love my life, I love my&amp;nbsp;feeling of&amp;nbsp;purpose in life, I love physically, I love the beauty that is everywhere, I love the music surrounding me (getting louder and louder) I love laughing, I love dancing.... I just love.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmm.... love is a one way process - unconditional love - means loving one&amp;nbsp;way - and only one way - just loving - not wanting or needing thanks, recognition ... or anything in return... wow - I love it!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4227819355147832434?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4227819355147832434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4227819355147832434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/12/snuggled-in-on-sofa.html' title='Snuggled in on the sofa.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8401213386161391925</id><published>2011-12-10T08:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:10:02.992Z</updated><title type='text'>Bratislava musings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It has been a busy week - I am now in Slovakia, having been in Salzburg&amp;nbsp;and tomorrow I go to Vienna.... Last night we partied and had a great time, the meeting and connecting does not even require a common language - though liberal amounts of good Slovakian wine helped!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here with Raul from Brazil and it is just so amazing how when you look - you see the same things - just a different locality - and a different castle in the&amp;nbsp;background! We, the human beings on this planet are just so similar - so connected - so one..... though so many of us are clinging on to our separateness, trying to find and emphasise our differences&amp;nbsp;- the problem for them is we are not different - we are not separate - we are all individual sparks with the collective of humanity..... and I&amp;nbsp;just love us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global - local - Us - me - they are just two levels of the same thing. The more I travel, the more I connect with individuals just makes this clearer and clearer to me.... and the connections can be brief - a smile with a recognition through the eyes that we are connected - Bing - we are connected!!!! Or they can be built on a lifetime's friendship - but they are both just the same - the connection of us recognising ourselves in the soul of the other. I think the most important thing is to be open to the connection - because many of us walk through this world in fear of opening up to others and build walls around our hearts... I know I am increasingly open - I seek out the eyes and welcome the connections - and that's what other people see in me - and then I love them and they love me - and it just makes us both so happy - which of course is the meaning of life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a day sightseeing in Bratislava - then have been promised dancing tonight - lucky lucky me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8401213386161391925?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8401213386161391925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8401213386161391925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/12/bratislava-musings.html' title='Bratislava musings...'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2231328627449394080</id><published>2011-12-02T18:30:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T08:37:47.765Z</updated><title type='text'>Taking care of myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am at home (for a change!) and in bed - it is early in the morning - but still 2 hours behind Turkey where I have been for a while, so wide awake - though my body is telling me to stay in bed - to give it time to come to terms with a streaming cold. I am&amp;nbsp;coughing like a hyena whilst holding close to me the amazing week I have just had..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be a long blogg as I plan to do very little else today - well apart from 2 important emails - a walk in the park as an opportunity to see Jimmy and I have just remembered I have some work to do as well - and to&amp;nbsp; meet up with&amp;nbsp;Gilly later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I really want to do today is to&amp;nbsp;understand the expression '....take care of yourself'....'....cuídate' as these words&amp;nbsp;have been said to me several times recently - and in my dreams - and I have promised myself to reflect on why and what&amp;nbsp;they mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Javier&amp;nbsp;wrote on Fb yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Vivir la vida intensamente, cada minuto, cada segundo, como si la vida se nos terminara pronto. Para que dejar que nuestra vida se pierda en medio de la mediocridad, la envidia, la ira y la sin razón? Dejar que los sentimientos fluyan por nuestras venas y cargarnos de positivismo siempre, nos garantiza una vida plena. VIVIR AHORA!&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I translated as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Live life intensely, every minute, every second, as if it&amp;nbsp;could finish at any time. Why let our lives be lost in the midst of&amp;nbsp;mediocrity, envy, rage and without reason?&amp;nbsp;Letting&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_932fng="853" rc="null"&gt; our feelings flow through our veins and always being positive, will guarantee us a full life.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_932fng="861" rc="null"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_932fng="862" rc="null"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;And that's what I want/am trying to do - and being positive I should say &lt;em&gt;'This is how I&amp;nbsp;AM living my life'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;1. Living life intensely - cherishing every second, minute, day, every experience, person, things that I do and things that occur - I know I am doing this more and more - and&amp;nbsp;this is also what my Mother is increasingly doing - cherishing every second of life with gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;2. Being grateful for&amp;nbsp;every second, minute, day, every experience, person, thing that I do and things that occur - learning from my Mother.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;3. Moving&amp;nbsp;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;the next stage and making every second, minute, day, things that occurs a celebration of life - recognising and appreciating happiness......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;4. I can see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;the next stage which is to live my life&amp;nbsp;in ceremonial celebration....... know I'm not there yet but also&amp;nbsp;I now know people who are doing this -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;which means I can learn from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing, Being Grateful, Celebrating and then Ceremonially Celebrating - which of course all just means Being Happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_932fng="863" rc="null"&gt;.............Same day still in bed - but I have been out and eaten a late breakfast with Jim, communicated with several friends via Fb etc, didn't walk in the park, didn't write the 2 important emails, but I have slept so I have taken care of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I talked about taking care&amp;nbsp;on the way home from Munich with Raul - and this led to a discussion&amp;nbsp; about fear -&amp;nbsp;I want to live my life 'taking care of myself' but I don't want to live my life 'in fear'.&amp;nbsp;I have been thinking and I suppose I don't really understand&amp;nbsp;what my fears are - yesterday Raul talked about healthy fear - linked to&amp;nbsp;self preservation - yes being fearful of traffic is a good idea when crossing the road but if you take care and know the rules of the road&amp;nbsp; you can cross safely - but now my head is going round in circles - what actually is fear? Well I've just looked it up on Wikapedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear&lt;/strong&gt; is a distressing negative &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sensation" title="Sensation"&gt;sensation&lt;/a&gt; induced by a perceived threat. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stimulus_(physiology)" title="Stimulus (physiology)"&gt;stimulus&lt;/a&gt;, such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pain" title="Pain"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; or the threat of danger. In short, fear is the ability to recognize danger leading to an urge to confront it or flee from it (also known as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fight-or-flight_response" title="Fight-or-flight response"&gt;fight-or-flight response&lt;/a&gt;) but in extreme cases of fear (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terror" title="Terror"&gt;terror&lt;/a&gt;) a freeze or paralysis response is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it all makes sense&amp;nbsp; - Fear is negativity - and my fear is being negative in my life, being negative in the four&amp;nbsp;stages I wrote about earlier: Cherishing,&amp;nbsp;Being Grateful, Celebrating and&amp;nbsp;Ceremonially Celebrating - but also I now know&amp;nbsp;what I need to do - I need to find those areas of my heart and my mind where I carry negative feelings and thoughts&amp;nbsp;and to recognise them and to love them and to get rid of them - Hurray - I finally&amp;nbsp;know what I'm doing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this has been a very long and rambling blogg which has been on the go all day - but I finally feel clearer - it's all&amp;nbsp;about positive and negative energies - in Turkey I discussed with many people my positive energy - I was full of it in Ankara - when I'm working I become very focused and simply glow with energy - positive energy. I was telling one person&amp;nbsp;that I do not watch the television, read the news or listen to the radio - and he said quite suddenly and out of the blue - &lt;em&gt;'So that's why you are so full of positive energy.'&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; The news media is very negative it sucks away at our energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been aware for quite a while about&amp;nbsp;people who drain energy from me and others by their negativity - their presence and ideas&amp;nbsp;blocking&amp;nbsp;the positivism of others &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it - it is finally all making so much sense to me - I need to take care of myself by becoming more conscious of negative energy - from what ever source - and then finding ways of not letting it drain me in anyway. I also now know what to look for in myself - negative thoughts and feelings - Wonderful!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's now time to get dressed and go and meet Gilly - to eat tapas and drink wine - that's also&amp;nbsp;taking care of myself!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2231328627449394080?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2231328627449394080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2231328627449394080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/12/taking-care-of-myself.html' title='Taking care of myself?'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4341236816010136826</id><published>2011-11-20T21:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:16:30.155Z</updated><title type='text'>Floating down to earth.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;...... not certain where I've been but today I do feel more grounded than I have been for a few weeks - probably wont last - I am only here for 3 days and then off again! Part of it is the physical travelling which I do so much of, but also the last couple of months have been so turbulent - the death of a parent is a huge thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very pleased that I went away to make my knife - have been sharpening it tonight - after I used it to prepare Sunday dinner for Jim - which I have to say was particularly good! But the time I took  to make my knife was just so amazingly special - hadn't thought of it linked to my Dad until I was there - because when I arranged it was well before his death - but the timing was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not certain of what has happened to me over the last few weeks - but am beginning to understand that it has involved profound changes deep within me..... tonight I feel much freer and lighter than I think I have ever felt - I called this blogg floating down to earth - maybe I should have called it - floating up - cos that's what it feels like.... well 3 days in the office then off again... love it - how blessed am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4341236816010136826?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4341236816010136826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4341236816010136826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/11/floating-down-to-earth.html' title='Floating down to earth.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5507948996836243340</id><published>2011-11-17T00:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:19:27.912Z</updated><title type='text'>amazed by how much I have learnt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;........back home - keep fondling and looking at my knife - it is so very, very beautiful! Last week it didn't exist&amp;nbsp; - and now it does&amp;nbsp; - and what lessons it has given&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp; - the blade, the handle and the sheath - a real trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my knife - a story to be told - but also the sweat lodge&amp;nbsp;- buff! huge stuff - living in a yurt in a real community - doing it's best to be totally sustainable - then on Monday going to the Welsh Gypsy and Travellers&amp;nbsp;young people's conference - huge resonance - and then the&amp;nbsp;cars - mine blowing up plus....&amp;nbsp; overwhelmed by it all tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVJ6sOreFdM/TsRO4RxEWRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-FUVomyKCps/s1600/photo+%252834%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVJ6sOreFdM/TsRO4RxEWRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-FUVomyKCps/s320/photo+%252834%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all - I am just in awe of how much&amp;nbsp;learning&amp;nbsp;this huge rich mixture has given me..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5507948996836243340?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5507948996836243340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5507948996836243340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/11/amazed-by-how-much-i-have-learnt.html' title='amazed by how much I have learnt!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVJ6sOreFdM/TsRO4RxEWRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-FUVomyKCps/s72-c/photo+%252834%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6119441635617983053</id><published>2011-11-12T07:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:07:18.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Journeying.....</title><content type='html'>Wide awake in the night - but in a yurt in a field on the edge of a wood - a full moon lighting the world and the sounds of the night birds. I am here to work with Tom to make my knife - as agreed at Spirithorse. I knew it was to be a journey and that is what it is....... I didn't know until I started how much of this journey involves my Father. I have looked back to this year and also seen how my week dancing in Spain was also about my Father... I danced to a deep and hard place enabled by the knowledge of his love for me.... that was special....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I am making a knife....... intuitively I brought 2 knives of my Father's with me - small kitchen knives that he had sharpened over the decades - and these were my starting point with Tom...... but as the journey has unfolded in this beautiful Welsh community - I have been taken back into my childhood - back to my Father - and to the many places where he lives in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made the blade - I chose to make it from a small file - heating it on the forge and hammering it flat on an anvil - then I grinded the top edge - and this morning I will work on the bevilled edge. This afternoon there will be a sweat lodge ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I am walking this journey with my eyes open but with no idea where it will take me.... I feel that it is important to spend these few days honouring my Father, to work with a lovely man teaching me - in a way that I have been blesssed all my life - being able learn from my Father from my birth and then from my Chris - a lifetime of learning and - at the same time knowing I was loved by two beautiful men - what a blessing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have not got their presence in my life - but I will always have their love - tears stream down my face as I write this - and maybe it was for a deeper understanding of this knowledge that my journey took me to this yurt in a field in Wales.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6119441635617983053?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6119441635617983053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6119441635617983053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/11/journeying.html' title='Journeying.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-995899665654995752</id><published>2011-11-08T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:32:29.536Z</updated><title type='text'>Bulgaria.....</title><content type='html'>It's very late at night and I've been out dancing with wonderful young people - love it - ESU students still working when I get back to hotel - have so much time for them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have felt engulfed with their energy for the last couple of days - really, really special - tonight was also a night of connecting - letting myself go - with the beautiful energy of the individuals I was with - sounds bonkers but it wasn't that crazy - I just went where my heart took me - and they came with me! Also - though and this does sound a bit crazy - we have actually also done a huge amount of work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though  my work is pretty bonkers anyway - but doing it feels just the most sensible thing in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy - plus dancing - perfect.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-995899665654995752?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/995899665654995752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/995899665654995752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/11/bulgaria.html' title='Bulgaria.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1735564479970015589</id><published>2011-11-02T04:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T04:52:58.606Z</updated><title type='text'>Purity of energy..</title><content type='html'>My Mother is living in the present. She forgets the recent past very quickly and she does not focus her thoughts on the future beyond the immediate..... she is living in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think her beauty  comes from the purity of her energy as she focuses on the present. She is also doing this with such an intensity - she is truly living in the present - and that was what I witnessed on Sunday - and it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake in the middle of the night - for a change! Thinking about the importance of living in the present moment......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the joy that comes with that.... and the energy that is involved with doing that. That's why I see my Mother's energy as so pure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel full of a whirling energy - doesn't feel totally peaceful though, still feels quite chaotic. Maybe I should focus more on living in the present - accepting that I have no past or future - only this one moment to be alive - and to be happy of course!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1735564479970015589?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1735564479970015589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1735564479970015589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/11/purity-of-energy.html' title='Purity of energy..'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3157039504196412780</id><published>2011-10-31T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:29:13.416Z</updated><title type='text'>Proud of my Mum..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Yesterday we went over to see my Mum in her new home, and I have been thinking about her all day -&amp;nbsp;because she was just so magnificent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just starting to find a normality in her life after what has been a few weeks of the most turbulent change possible -&amp;nbsp;the death of a husband of 66 years, a move from&amp;nbsp;her house of 55 years, the loss of her mobility, because of the&amp;nbsp;broken hip, which means she is still struggling to get around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday when we left, she stood in the hallway, a little old lady standing on the threshold of a completely new life. Missing my father desperately but&amp;nbsp;having such strength and determination that I felt like she glowed from inside, her blue eyes resonating such an amazing&amp;nbsp;beauty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... and all she could say was 'I am just so lucky!' What a wonderful woman she is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3157039504196412780?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3157039504196412780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3157039504196412780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/proud-of-my-mum.html' title='Proud of my Mum..'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4115786404998972242</id><published>2011-10-29T22:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:13:23.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Alex and Lara....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;....I was just going to pick them up at the airport when I looked to see that their flight is delayed from Geneve - so I thought I'd do my blogg while I was waiting. It's Saturday evening and I have had a day catching up with myself - so I've shopped, cooked and cleaned - and am really looking forward to having Alex and Lara here for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had Vanessa for lunch and a walk in the park - and made a Christmas pudding - my Mother always made several for all the family - so I offered to do it this year - you stir in all the ingredients together and leave them for 24 hours - before steaming the puddings -  it does look a bit volcanic at the moment though - I also think it's too runny - but hey ho it's only a pudding!! We're going over to see my Mum tomorrow I'll ask if I need to thicken it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been good to be domestic today as I was feeling pretty bonkers last night - at the end of an exceptionally busy week - hosting a 2 day video conference with lots of people here as well as in Cairo,  and then still lots to catch up with at work as I have got a bit behind, with being off around my Dad's death.&amp;nbsp; Strangely - even though it was really busy - the whole week left me full of energy - it was sort of crackling out of me last night - and I can still feel it now - my hands and feet tingling with energy... doesn't feel bad but does make me feel a bit light headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also awake quite a lot last night and I think that was linked to the energy in me - I just couldn't sleep - felt so very wide awake - nearly did my blogg but got firm with myself and made myself stay in bed - I should be really tired - not buzzing with energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flights delayed another 15 minutes. Done my blogg - think I'll make a casserole before I pick them up - put some of this energy to use - crazy woman!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4115786404998972242?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4115786404998972242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4115786404998972242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/waiting-for-alex-and-lara.html' title='Waiting for Alex and Lara....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1499942345559993930</id><published>2011-10-23T23:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:54:29.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions....</title><content type='html'>... the awful night Chris died - I can so clearly remember being in the hospital with my sons - being asked to make huge life/death decisions - and saying 'What ever decision we make tonight must be one that we can look back on in 10 years time and know that we made the right decision'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I understood that it not just the big life/death decisions that we need to be able to do this for - but we actually need to live with all our decisions - however small - and we need to be able to go back and look ourselves in the eye and to know - that at the time - we believed we made the right decision - for the right reasons.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......who said any of this was easy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1499942345559993930?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1499942345559993930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1499942345559993930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/decisions.html' title='Decisions....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3445502917782526148</id><published>2011-10-22T10:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:22:32.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling restless.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.... it's been such a busy few weeks - I feel like I'm coming down to earth in my own life again... linked to a restlessness which I'm not certain of the meaning of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been good - picking up the threads - aware that I have missed things over the last few weeks - loving some aspects... but not everything... restlessness present there as well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday morning and I am dossing in my bed - what a lovely feeling - eating cornflakes, drinking tea and writing my blogg..... but aware that behind this peacefulness is this sense of restlessness... funny how the blogg crystallises ideas in me - as when I started writing I didn't know that I am so restless - but now it has become a very strong feeling - and I'm really trying to think through what it means! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose in one way I have time&amp;nbsp; - after the last couple of hectic months - I am on my own again - Rob's gone back to Croatia - and although I'm going to see my Mum tomorrow - the frenetic pattern of hospital visits and funeral arrangements etc have finished - so I have time to feel restless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should make the most of it - as a complicated Study Visit starts tomorrow and I will be rushing around for several days with that - but I love that sort of thing and thrive on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lovely night last night - Deirdre and I - honouring and remembering, with love, our Dads -&amp;nbsp; we'd got dressed up to go out but in the end we didn't make it - we talked a lot about the way things conspire to happen at a certain time - like my Dad's death - extraordinary sense of things coming together in perfect synchrony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this restless feeling is just a part of my preparation for the next things that are going to happen in my life - but the one thing I do know is - I have no idea what they will be .... and isn't that just so exciting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3445502917782526148?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3445502917782526148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3445502917782526148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/feeling-restless.html' title='Feeling restless.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8880460517762411424</id><published>2011-10-18T22:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:13:47.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in amazing times.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... and we are - surrounded by this huge global maelstrom of changes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was given the analogy of us being poised on the edge of the biggest waterfall imaginable - where we can be frightened, prevaricating and procrastinating - waiting in indecision until we are dragged under with the tow of the water to be smashed by the rocks and the debris - or where we can just get on with it - getting on the nearest raft, without fear, accepting where we are&amp;nbsp; -&amp;nbsp;and then to just love every second of this amazing ride..................... know which one I'm going for!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless - just love it - doing my best to live my life totally without fear and enjoying every second of the roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK where am I? At home Robbie still here - out with friends tonight - a joy to see my son happy - my Mum moved into her new home today - still landing - not quite settled but moving on - and finding pleasure - wonderful - Jim and Rob going to see her tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - well I'm happy - recognising the huge changes - climbing on the raft - and doing&amp;nbsp;my best to enjoy every second of the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8880460517762411424?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8880460517762411424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8880460517762411424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/living-in-amazing-times.html' title='Living in amazing times.................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8112560389068695080</id><published>2011-10-14T23:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:09:58.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what.......</title><content type='html'>.....it's been a pretty tough week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home after a conference in Brussels - very pleased I went - confirmed to me what I know which is good - message on my phone from Jenny saying she moving Mum on Tuesday to Abbeyfield with 6 week care package - so that's great - will go and see Mum tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a bit overwhelmed tonight - it's been a hard week! - I also had such a strong feeling of change/tranisition as I came back in taxi from Liverpool airport just now - I can see I'm moving on - just like my lovely Mum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go - accepting and embracing change - only way to do this..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8112560389068695080?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8112560389068695080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8112560389068695080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-know-what.html' title='You know what.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7358694571078345822</id><published>2011-10-12T09:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:16:36.655+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumi - says it all....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After I had written my blogg - I meditated and next to my altar was a beautiful calender of Rumi poems that a dear friend had given me, and because I have been rushing around so much - it was still on August. So I turned it and this was the poem for September 2011..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your grief for&lt;br /&gt;what you’ve lost&lt;br /&gt;lifts a mirror up&lt;br /&gt;to where you’re&lt;br /&gt;bravely working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting the worst,&lt;br /&gt;you look, and instead,&lt;br /&gt;here’s the joyful face&lt;br /&gt;you’ve been wanting&lt;br /&gt;to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand opens&lt;br /&gt;and closes and&lt;br /&gt;opens and closes.&lt;br /&gt;If it were always a fist&lt;br /&gt;or always stretched&lt;br /&gt;open, you would be&lt;br /&gt;paralyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your deepest&lt;br /&gt;presence is in every&lt;br /&gt;small contracting&lt;br /&gt;and expanding,&lt;br /&gt;the two as&lt;br /&gt;beautifully balanced&lt;br /&gt;and coordinated&lt;br /&gt;as birdwings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you, with love and so much gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7358694571078345822?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7358694571078345822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7358694571078345822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/rumi-says-it-all.html' title='Rumi - says it all....................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2799774622694675435</id><published>2011-10-11T22:43:00.044+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:24:48.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy and death.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.........yesterday was my father's funeral - and it WAS FANTASTIC! It was a truly perfect day... and I wasn't the only one - saying/thinking this.... lots of people.... kept saying... what a perfect funeral, what an amazing life.... what an amazing man.... how lucky was he... how lucky were we to know him, be part of this family, to have your childhood.............. all perfect and wonderful things to say at a funeral....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was perfect..... and we did it so well as a family - my 91 year old mother coming from hospital, using a wheelchair and a zimmer frame but coping so well... dignified, strong and really, really focusing on every word in the two services ... and she was just so beautiful.... trying so hard to do it right - and doing it so, so well.... Mum I was just so proud of you - and everyone felt the same - truly inspirational.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my sisters speaking at the Chapel -&amp;nbsp; not finding it easy - but standing up and saying just the right things - things which needed to be said.... and Evey and Becki - I was honoured to stand up with them - and so proud - of all us - my Mum, sisters, grandchildren, cousins, family friends - we just did it so well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - may be it's a bit weird to be quite so euphoric over a funeral - but it was just amazing - I also know that it was a very healing experience for so many of us... griefs which go back lifetimes, my father's death being a trigger - an opportunity for us to recognise our own grief - and to accept - to be grateful for so much - to feel the joy of being alive.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'm expressing this very well - because my overwhelming feeling is - and has been throughout this special time of my Father's death... an overwhelming feeling of deep joy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world where the words 'joy and death' don't usually go hand and hand - however - my Dad's age and life has made this possible....&amp;nbsp; maybe that's why it has been such a healing experience for so many of us... because he was so old - and had had such a great life - we were enabled not to be wrapped up in 'sadness' about a loved one physically leaving us - and as a consequence we could really focus on our own 'grief' - which is such a personal thing - the legacy of lifetimes of hurts.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow to recognise the 'griefs' within ourselves -&amp;nbsp; now that is truly healing - to recognise, to accept them and then to let them go............ letting go - nothing to do with saying good-bye to my Dad for one last time - but all to do with letting go those stored angers/pains/wounds which we keep from our childhood and before...... griefs which we inherit - handed down through generations.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special days indeed..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now Tuesday evening and I will go back to work tomorrow - Alex going back to France, Robbie being around - here and London for a few more days - me - going to Brussels for a conference - Thursday/Friday - visiting Congeleton Memorial hospital - hopefully for the last time on Saturday - Mum set to move to Abbeyfield next week - lots of people for dinner on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......so living my life - being so very grateful for being alive - recognising the joy of life, and the joy that my Father's death has given me and especially the beautiful healing that I have been privileged to witness........... but also recognising that people I love are in pain - feeling that grief and giving them love.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2799774622694675435?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2799774622694675435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2799774622694675435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/special-days.html' title='Joy and death.........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1658302297106982932</id><published>2011-10-08T22:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:35:44.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;..........feel like I'm living in a whirlwind - but also strangely happy to be doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's become very autumnal and after last week's unusual sunshine - wild winds whirl leaves around in the air - way above ground level - swirling, whirling leaves... all separate yet all just tiny parts of the huge whirling movement of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday&amp;nbsp; - I danced with leaves - 'Dancing Deep' in Manchester - Alex the teacher enabled us to dance with leaves - in our own unique way - and it was wonderful..... one of the clear 'thoughts' that I have kept all week is about the individual leaf - in the swirling whirling dance of all the leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the dance I 'looked at/saw' some of the leaves really clearly - spending time - focusing my attention on those few leaves - as they were there within my consciousness/field of vision/hand.... and I was so very aware that these few individual leaves were just so very, very beautiful - each one having so many colours - hues from green to deep red, and being patterned and veined with perfection, each leaf beautiful, special, unique.............. and each of these individual  leaves could also be seen as just part of a pile of leaves - something brown in heap on the floor - it was only when you looked at each one, with focus and real attention -&amp;nbsp; that you saw how beautiful each one uniquely was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what I feel like at the moment - part of the swirling, whirling mass of stuff - humanity - but if you look at me closely - like everyone of us - I am a beautiful individual - with my own colours, shades and hues, my own patterning and veining.... very special and very unique - like everyone else - truly amazingly beautiful - but together we can just look like a pile of nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chaos and change we are living can also be seen as the whirling and swirling going on around us - I have had the wonderful opportunity over the last few days to stop and to look around me - and to see the beauty of those awesome treasures that are close by!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does that all mean - I am at home - 3 sons in the same country - though here and there - really enjoying their presence in my life... being together, talking, eating, sharing stuff - just wonderful to have them close by - I am so in love with my sons - they all three so different and just so wonderful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow - over to my parents house - probably for the last time I will ever stay there - bufff!!!! - the&amp;nbsp; house of my childhood - then the funeral on Monday - wanting to get it right - know what I want to say - hope I can do it well - details - details - all the important things! My Mum close to my heart, the grief of my sisters..... but also taking time to acknowledge my own vulnerability and humanity.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many leaves swirling around me -  but joyful, happy and doing my best to consciously recognise their - and my own - individual uniqueness and beauty.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1658302297106982932?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1658302297106982932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1658302297106982932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind.............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3676113318859673547</id><published>2011-10-04T02:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:44:58.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>massive changes....</title><content type='html'>.... am surprised at the depth of change that I feel happening in my life.... my Father was very old, it was not unexpected that he died – all be it that he was doing OK until only a bit over a month ago.... I have known for several years that he was getting very tired (of living)... I do not feel sad that he is no longer struggling to live... I am still in awe at the beauty of his death... but I am feeling something enormous happening.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have talked to many people over the last few days and a lovely dancer said to me on Sunday - that so many people she knew were going through big changes in their lives.... and that feels right.... we are all going through a massive change – in one way or another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Enjoy life as a flow of change, chaos and beauty’ I have this in Spanish on the wall of my office – and I noticed it yesterday and it resonated with every cell in my body.... I think it’s 5 Rhythms... but it is just so right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is the middle of the night – I’m not sleeping – drinking cocoa in attempt to get some sleep – wide awake but not unhappy – feeling the world and life changing around me – big swirling changes – but understanding that I must ‘go with the flow’ – give myself up to it totally and just recognise the beauty in the chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3676113318859673547?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3676113318859673547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3676113318859673547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/10/massive-changes.html' title='massive changes....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1997800315771471505</id><published>2011-09-30T19:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T08:17:51.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Special days......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;The days between a death and a funeral are always special.... busy ... always lots of really important things to decide... all of which are really small things - but of course these are the most important things in this life....... but also times when you are together doing nothing - talking with your heart open and receptive - able to get close - to reflect and to just be......&amp;nbsp; the technology enabling this happen across the world.... wonderful......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just loved the messages I have received - I lay on my bed yesterday and just thought - &lt;i&gt;'Just accept this love that is being sent to you..... just receive it!'&lt;/i&gt;... and I did - I lay there and just said '&lt;i&gt; I receive this love - thank you - it makes my heart so happy.' &lt;/i&gt;Because I know that I find it very difficult to receive love - to actually accept that people love me - because to do so means that I totally accept and love myself - and as everyone knows that is the hardest thing in the world! So how special is it that at this time I am making big steps in that direction - receiving love - shouldn't be that hard - but boy it is!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Am at home - early evening after a day of planning my Dad's funeral..... sisters meeting&amp;nbsp; - then with my lovely Mum - sitting in this glorious sunshine we are having - trying to come to terms what is happening in her life.... and she is - wonderful woman -&amp;nbsp; choosing flowers........ being overwhelmed by much of it..... loving her daughters and one grand-daughter for being there for her today in the sunshine........ repeatedly saying - &lt;i&gt;'I am just so lucky'...&lt;/i&gt; her gratitude for her and my lovely Dad's life being such an important part of her - and our healing................... &amp;nbsp; how blessed are we to be close to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be 'home' though this will not be her home of 55 years, but she is looking forward to being home (somewhere) to going on day trips, seeing primroses in Devon, going to the Lakes... she can see much of it... details to be sorted... but she is creating her new life.... and watching her do this is wonderful, inspirational and just so special................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will speak at my Father's funeral - at the Crematorium Service before the Service of Thanksgiving in the Unitarian Chapel - where his 4 daughters were married - wow he was so blessed my Dad... I talked today about what I will say... but I will spend time with my Mum over this weekend understanding what I need to say - for her and for us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we need to say to my Dad - is easy - &lt;i&gt;'We love you - thank you for being in our lives'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What needs to be said for my sisters and our family is not yet clear but it will become clearer over the next few days and nights (dreaming it)......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am tired... bone weary actually - but also really good.... beginning to take steps to really love myself.... bufffff that's not easy.... also know that you my lovely Blogg readers also care about me - otherwise you wouldn't bother to read all this stuff - so thank-you&amp;nbsp; - to know you are there - and I do know you are there cos there is something called 'Stats' (number of pages viewed - no idea by whom) - and it is wonderful to know you are there - I sound like my Mother - I am just so lucky, thank you for being in my life xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1997800315771471505?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1997800315771471505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1997800315771471505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/special-days.html' title='Special days......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1196645875158971533</id><published>2011-09-27T22:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:55:05.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today my lovely Dad died.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.... and it was a truly beautiful experience - writing that - seems a weird way of putting it - but it was beautiful, it just felt right, well done, peaceful, joyous and sad........ and several hours on - I cannot think of it as anything other than a truly beautiful and wondrous thing - to witness - and to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been getting closer for several days and the pace seemed to accelerate very rapidly near the end.... but like all these things - it seems a very long few days - it is always difficult to put time into boxes.... the days and nights seem to have stretched but also to have contracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad did seem to have been released in someway by my Mum's visit on the Sunday - like she was giving him permission to die. He has always been there for her.... I think he has been staying alive for her for a few years now - staying in his tired and worn out body through the power of his love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also waited for his two older daughters to get home - leaving us less than 24 hours after their return. My sister Ann stayed with him last night, then I went up to the nursing home early this morning. They advised me to get my sisters there... and we got my Mum there as well.... so we were all there..... and looking back I think it was just about an hour after my Mum arrived - from her own hospital bed - that he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was an amazingly beautifully sunny day and we moved between his room and this little garden&amp;nbsp; - at the moment of his death -&amp;nbsp; two of my sisters and I were with my Dad - and my other sister, her husband and my Jimmy were in the garden with my Mum. As we watched the signs of life fade from my Father's frail and tired body, I could hear my Mother's voice 'tinkling' in the background through the open window. The sound of his life.... my Mother's voice..... It was like a big beautiful wave of love filled the room and followed the sound out of the window....... pure peace.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was amazing.... accepting that it was his time to go - I am so grateful that we got them together on the Sunday - as I think she would have found it so difficult to understand had she not gone through that day.... and my wonderful son Jimmy was her companion as she sat for the last time with her lovely man of 66 years.... her youngest grandson being there for her.... she was so surrounded in love... she just kept saying - I am just so lucky..... and she was and is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not ready to go, she is full of life.... though having a broken hip and a faulty heart valve are cramping her style a bit at the moment... but her zest and enthusiasm for life are inspirational. I think she just needs to keep this momentum going over the next few days and weeks of getting her 'home' somewhere - which will probably not be her home of the last 55 years... but one step at a time, the next one is Rehab - and the funeral......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my lovely Dad is no more in this world - it has been an extraordinary few weeks, very hard but also such a blessing - I am falling asleep as I type - so time for me to go to bed..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1196645875158971533?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1196645875158971533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1196645875158971533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-my-lovely-dad-died.html' title='Today my lovely Dad died.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7201865067262564342</id><published>2011-09-25T20:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:25:38.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... relief......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... well that what it feels like - a real relief ....... maybe that should be a real release.... don't know - it's been a long hard day - and I feel very exhausted... but also very relieved.....&amp;nbsp; feels like something has been released!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... we did well - in fact we did it brilliantly - and we did it as a family - how wonderful is that?&amp;nbsp; We got Mum to the nursing home - that wasn't easy - but we did it - then we enabled her to talk to Dad - he didn't talk back but he did respond - and we were there - coming and going - laughing, reminiscing, being family, sharing tears, hugs and love - we were magnificent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum was magic - she got there and she couldn't understand my Dad - she didn't want him to be old and dying - and she told him&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;you're only 94!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Effectively - that's no excuse for dying - she wanted him to get out of bed and get on with his life - their life - she just didn't want him to die.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left them together.... we were together as a big/small group/s.... we came and went... all good stuff... all things that needed to happen.... and by the end of the afternoon it was like my Mum gave my Dad permission to die.....&amp;nbsp; she accepted the fact that he was going to die..... and being my Mum - she then wanted it to happen there and then as she had made the decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it will happen - I asked him to wait for my sisters to get back and he said OK - I don't think it will be long myself.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and cooked a big chicken dinner for Jimmy, - it makes me so happy to feed one of my&amp;nbsp; sons and I also needed to eat something sensible - and then all the time we talked for hours on Skype and GPlus with his brothers - which was wonderful - we didn't dwell on the fact that we watched Chris die 5 years ago to the day - but we recognised it - we talked about the day with Nan and Pop and we just talked, laughed and enjoyed each others company - how magic is that - in three countries - via technology!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight my heart is going out to my sisters - impatient to be home, my Dad hopefully hanging on in for them, my Mum alone in her hospital bed, sad but so resilient - inspirational.... my sons and family feeling bruised and hugely enriched by the day... and me ...well I am happy.... we did well, we loved, we showed our love - we gave it and we received it - and what more important thing is there in the world.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7201865067262564342?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7201865067262564342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7201865067262564342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/relief.html' title='... relief......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8759277297325611708</id><published>2011-09-25T08:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T08:58:30.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIC9G_8K1d4/Tn7ew-Zw1RI/AAAAAAAAAwM/FQ6LkS7eY5A/s1600/photo+%252816%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIC9G_8K1d4/Tn7ew-Zw1RI/AAAAAAAAAwM/FQ6LkS7eY5A/s320/photo+%252816%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the photo of my Mother - that I held in front of my Dad yesterday...... today hopefully he will see her - this is hard.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8759277297325611708?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8759277297325611708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8759277297325611708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mother.html' title='My Mother'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIC9G_8K1d4/Tn7ew-Zw1RI/AAAAAAAAAwM/FQ6LkS7eY5A/s72-c/photo+%252816%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-678454232783115391</id><published>2011-09-24T20:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:41:29.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conduit of love................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father is now very sick, he has an infection and although they are giving him antibiotics, he is very frail and tired, so I do not think he will be with us for much longer. Tomorrow we are going en masse to take my Mum out of the hospital to visit him, 2 daughters and 5 grandchildren.... I don't know if it will be last time they see each other - but it will be one of the last times they are together in this lifetime......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a lifetime - they met 66 years ago and married 65 years ago...... together longer than many lifetimes......they have both been very blessed and had happy, long lives, together in love - enriched by good health, children and grandchildren and now 2 great grandchildren..... they have so much to be grateful for - and I believe they are... and they both also love each with a depth that only such a union can give.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going from one to the other over the last couple of days - and looking in their eyes and giving them the love of the other....... how special is that - to be a conscious conduit of such a wealth of love.... but I suppose that is what I am..... a conduit of love... oh am I also so blessed!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the fifth anniversary of Chris's death - which is obviously adding another layer of poignancy to this time... but it is also making even more beautiful and special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 older sisters are on their way home, Jenny hurt her ankle and was advised by a Doctor to stop walking, but I think that this was meant to be - because even in the time they have been travelling home, Dad's condition has deteriorated so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum is healing physically, the little girl in her enjoying the attention of the visits by family and friends - but then she is very bored and fed up - again in a childlike way - when no-one is there. She does not have dementia though - she is very lucid and on the ball about most things - it is her approach to life that is childlike - living in the moment - I have no-one here - &lt;i&gt;I'm bored&lt;/i&gt; - I have visitors - &lt;i&gt;I'm loving the company.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;She is also so very beautiful - I'm smiling all over my face at my Mother's love of life - she is just SO BEAUTIFUL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father has now lost his appetite for life - and everything else - and he is also very beautiful - curled up in bed - this frail shell - his body stopping working - though his heart is strong.... my lovely Dad... I cry as I type... he is ready to go - he has stayed so long for my Mum - his adoration and love for her - is truly inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we go early to take my lovely Mum to be with my lovely Dad for maybe the last time - or maybe one of the last times&amp;nbsp; - for them to meet in this life...... and I will now make some tuna sandwiches and a little pot of fruit salad - because as everyone (should) know - it is the little things in life that are the most important....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow isn't life precious...................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-678454232783115391?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/678454232783115391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/678454232783115391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/conduit-of-love.html' title='Conduit of love................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2276728433755987955</id><published>2011-09-21T21:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:38:02.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back home and happy to be so......</title><content type='html'>The work was good - in fact it was excellent...... hard and focussed - I think that is what I am good at - focussing - so we were not the whole of the SiS Catalyst family - but there was close on 30 of us - and we focussed - for 2 days - good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the back of my mind the whole time - and wrapped up in my heart - were my Mum and Dad...... I was very conscious of my sister Fiona and Jimmy doing the hard visiting - trekking between the hospital and nursing home - feeling the day to day differences - the subtleties and nuances of their fraility and vulnerability - pretty grim stuff - so I was very aware that my being in Italy for a few days was not really helpful...  but maybe - or of course - it was where I was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got home this evening and have put a hot water bottle in my bed - it feels very cold in Liverpool - but it's good to blogg xxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2276728433755987955?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2276728433755987955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2276728433755987955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-home-and-happy-to-be-so.html' title='back home and happy to be so......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7410660863360320098</id><published>2011-09-16T22:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:24:33.699+01:00</updated><title type='text'>long day....</title><content type='html'>This morning  I went to work - then at 12 I left to go and see my Father in the nursing home to discuss what he wanted if he had a heart attack -  resuscitation or not. We - my Dad, the Matron and I had a long and hard conversation - my Father didn't know whether he wanted resuscitation or not - but through the conversation I learn - he didn't want to be a nuisance – he couldn’t be bothered with living – and he didn’t want to leave us yet.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to see my Mum who was remarkably cheerful considering she was still post-op on drips etc -  a little girl in full flow, funny and doing really well – if not maybe well anchored in the real world..... then I went back to see my Father to tell him Mum was OK and to show him a photo of her on the Ipad – and then I drove home and sobbed as I drove – big shuddering waves of grief – so I stopped and had a lovely cup of coffee in a service station – and then I drove home  to meet  Jimmy off the bus back from Leeds and we went for dinner and talked.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I go to Italy for a few days meetings – my wonderful sister Fiona will take on all the visiting – on top of everything else she is carrying - supported by nephews......she is the most amazing woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am feeling grateful and OK really - nauseous – but I think that is my body’s reaction to all this. Buffffff!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7410660863360320098?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7410660863360320098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7410660863360320098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/long-day.html' title='long day....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5398740566178583761</id><published>2011-09-16T08:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:59:17.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...........which of course means!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;......went to sleep on my blogg and woke really clear what is happening&amp;nbsp;here - this is HEALING - wonderful healing - and very accelerated - and it's for all of us who are willing to step forward....... so that's my learning from last night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5398740566178583761?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5398740566178583761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5398740566178583761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/which-of-course-means.html' title='...........which of course means!!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5147909052485889500</id><published>2011-09-15T22:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:33:57.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning - big time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Trying to find time to stop in these busy, emotionally charged days to think about what I am learning - the interesting thing is that with so much going on - I can see other people's learning happening in front of me - and it's really, really wonderful to be able to do that - not sure if everyone else can do this - I must ask.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my Mum fell and broke her hip - and is now back in hospital (the same one - different ward!) She had surgery this afternoon and I have just been to see her - not a happy bunny - but a real fighter - planning when she's leaving - yes a bit tearful and sorry for herself - but with a childlike approach to 'getting better'. She will get better - go home - and..... she didn't go there - because of course my Dad is not there - he's in the Nursing Home - she had only 3 days of that one before she fell - this is a real whirlwind!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can see my Mum's learning - she does repeat herself a lot - which probably makes it more visible - but she will say one thought - in various forms - but quite often - and then that will change and she will then repeat the new thought - so you can see the learning process quite clearly - and it is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you live your life to learn - and that's what life is for - to learn - and of course at the heart of this is to learn to be happy..... Tonight I watched both of my parents tackling that full on - and for both of them from really hard places - and they both found much to be thankful for - and they both recognised their blessings and they both found moments of happiness which they shared with me - which makes my heart swell with love and pride for my two wonderful parents..... and my sisters.... and our families - and that just makes me very, very happy.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5147909052485889500?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5147909052485889500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5147909052485889500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/learning-big-time.html' title='Learning - big time!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4545560977630459382</id><published>2011-09-14T04:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:53:30.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the changes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... there is clearly a lot of change going on my life at the moment... most visibly around my parents - Dad now in a nursing home - Mum coping but struggling on her own - Fiona and I doing well - but feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that I am dreaming - livid and amazing dreams - not always remembering them - but living with some in my heart - as I can see/and feel them - big transformative dreams.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am awake now - 4.30 but think this time it's heart burn - fish and chips late last night with Jimmy - after going over to my parents! But also knowing that I have been dreaming again tonight..... So drinking mint tea - quick blogg - and hopefully some more sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not unhappy with all of this - still feeling peaceful - though also have been weepy and emotional over last few days - and so tired!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling loved.... don't feel alone.... am also feeling conscious of my sister's journeys running in parallel to my own - and now I think about that - my parents journeys as well -maybe that's who I'm meeting in these dreams! Hard work this transformation stuff!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4545560977630459382?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4545560977630459382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4545560977630459382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/feeling-changes.html' title='Feeling the changes....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6362540702450206374</id><published>2011-09-09T02:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:48:48.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Making decisions with my Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... tonight my Mum and I went to the hospital and my Dad made the decision to go into a nursing home.... it was his decision - though the alternative of a convalescent&amp;nbsp;hospital a long way from my parents house was the only alternative.. however it was a decision that he made tonight.... it's now 2.30 in the morning and I can't sleep - I came home from the hospital quite late and felt quite sick and very exhausted... so went straight to bed... now I'm awake and still feeling rough - not certain if this is a reaction to today or just that I have picked up something - I hope I didn't take anything into a ward of frail and vulnerable old people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frail and vulnerable - is how I describe my wonderful Dad - a man who has been a straight upright man, all my life - I'm so lucky as I have a solid and special relationship with him - but now he is frail and vulnerable - but I am happy that he made the decision tonight - my sisters did all the work in identifying and arranging with the nursing home - but it was my job to be really sure that he was making the decision - it was good actually - he was very tired and talking was hard - but we had a laugh during the process - it was good to see his eyes smile - we were laughing at the inappropriateness of a sports convertible as a vehicle of choice for a 94 year old to get to a nursing home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my lovely Dad..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6362540702450206374?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6362540702450206374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6362540702450206374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/making-decisions-with-my-dad.html' title='Making decisions with my Dad'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4269269529839663831</id><published>2011-09-05T22:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:54:49.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure where I am at the moment....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;.... but it feels OK - in fact it feels pretty amazing - in a slightly weird and a bit spaced out sort of way! It feels like something has stayed from Spirithorse - a kind of beautiful peacefulness - which is slightly in contrast to my life at the moment - which could be a bit stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters Jenny and Ann are walking the Camino de Santiago and left on Saturday - they will be away 6/7 weeks - which is something that they have both wanted to do for a very long time, so that is special and important - and it means that Fiona and I need to support our parents - my Dad is back in hospital - and very frail - and my Mum is on her own and feeling lonely and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............. and I just feel amazingly happy! I don't know quite why - my Father is getting closer to dying and my Mum is having to look at her own mortality - something that she has got to the age of 91 without doing before - so that is a bit of a shock to her system - she is actually just not going there - old age and death are for other people!! She is looking really beautiful, and has a child-likeness which is also beautiful..... she has also got an insight which I don't&amp;nbsp; think that she realises. For example when I talked to her on the phone last night - she said 'Your Dad's not really in this world anymore.' And she is right - he is not really in this world anymore - he is just so tired and frail - but very wonderful and caring - always thinking about my Mum - worrying about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am filling up with tears as I think of how my Mother put her hand on my Dad's&amp;nbsp; - trying to connect in the impersonal awkward reality of a hospital bed and visitors chair.... and my Dad asking if my Mum had eaten soup - he talked a lot about soup - comfort food - worrying - then drifting away..... he is very old and very tired........... but my Mum just continues, talking, wanting to go swimming, wanting to go out and do things, forgetting a lot of day to day details but still so full of energy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy - I have just been dancing and feel so very alive, awash with energy, buzzing and electrified with energy - though it feels a very peaceful energy - a calm and gentle energy - just a lot of it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perhaps I have to feel this good to do what I have to do over the next few weeks - or maybe people like me just feel happy and joyful - because it is where we are... I don't know - I do know I can see the pain, the grief, the fear and the longing - I can see it in myself as well as in others - I recognise it - but it is the edge - the point where joy/grief exist together that we live on - we just have to accept that and then decide which one to live with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4269269529839663831?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4269269529839663831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4269269529839663831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-sure-where-i-am-at-moment.html' title='Not sure where I am at the moment....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-9061403368081720605</id><published>2011-09-01T21:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:15:30.378+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It all feels a bit bonkers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..... and it does!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being back in the real/unreal world has been pretty hard - have talked to others - so know I'm not alone - which is always such a good thing to know.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do think a lot at the moment - about what I know/don't know .... and know - that I actually know - very, very little - but also know that this in itself is so very exciting!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But also know - that the unknown that we live in - is becoming more and more 'unknown' - yet more and more OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what does this mean - well I'm coming to terms with being me - this working woman, mother, daughter, the woman of this world, with all that this involves... which does at the moment feel pretty unreal - but also recognising that this is also OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Think I am finally coming back down to earth after weeks in Peru followed by Spirithorse... whatever that means!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-9061403368081720605?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/9061403368081720605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/9061403368081720605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-all-feels-bit-bonkers.html' title='It all feels a bit bonkers!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-792769967901880527</id><published>2011-08-29T22:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:05:43.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bufff!!!!!!!!!!! But remarkably peaceful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Have just got back from the Cauldron of Plenty - Spirithorse - and not certain where to start....... My last two Cauldrons have been swirling mixes of chaos and huge events - feeling the real edge of madness and sanity - plunging into the maelstrom - and it all taking my journey forward in huge giant sized leaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was totally different - really, really peaceful, a beautiful harmony of belonging and clarity.... great, great joy.... but above all the happiness of family (the village)... of belonging - of loving and being loved - joyful but also really purposeful........ and I wasn't alone in my feeling - it was different for all of us - the last few turbulent years.... from well before I went to the valley - had produced a beautiful bud of clear intention...... and we were glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blogg probably makes even less sense that the others! It is very difficult to put into words - where we have been - to a place which is so deep and profound - way, way beyond emotion - a clarity of understanding which comes from a meeting of open hearts, in a special place. My overwhelming feeling is one of sense of purpose and clarity - which is a really good way to start a new working year... and it does feel like a new year, a clear start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So physically very tired, with good reason - living life to the full!!!&amp;nbsp; Now back home - my little spare room full of a drying bell tent and damp groundsheet etc -&amp;nbsp; thankfully not too damp as it did stop raining most of today - unlike the previous three days and nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarity, gratitude and bursting with joy - though knowing deep in my soul the duality of this - how blessed am I - Always Happy...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-792769967901880527?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/792769967901880527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/792769967901880527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/bufff-but-remarkably-peaceful.html' title='Bufff!!!!!!!!!!! But remarkably peaceful!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8770046897915630252</id><published>2011-08-24T00:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:44:02.022+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;... and it's very late and I should go to bed - but am wide awake and buzzing after a lovely evening of talking on the phone to special people.... friends and family..... and hanging embroidered Peruvian things on my walls..... and coming back to this life....  and smiling a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back early evening yesterday and after driving to the shops, and looking around the streets where the disturbances were whilst I was away, I went out to catch up with Fernando who has been here for a couple of weeks whilst I was in Peru.... which was funny.... and working today which was a bit surreal...&amp;nbsp; and then on Thursday I go to Spirithorse... that feels very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a lot to 'process' after Peru - at the moment everything feels a bit like I'm living out of a suitcase - with a bit here and a bit there, but it also feels happy - which of course is crucially important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am happy, feeling excited about a weekend in the beautiful Pennant valley with wonderful people... that's special.... can't help but say it - as it's over-whelming - how lucky am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo suerte - and it is just so true - lucky - but also grateful for all the amazing blessings that this life has given me. Wow - three camels, a llama, an alpaca and a vicuna now decorate my hundred year old Turkish carpet - bonkers but beautiful - way to go!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8770046897915630252?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8770046897915630252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8770046897915630252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/home-and-happy.html' title='Home and happy'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6270683549479375116</id><published>2011-08-19T13:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:25:35.829+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being recognised - is so wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A short blogg as on phone - wifi - in a hotel in Aquas Calientes - the town closest to Machu Picchu..... the technology of both then and now - is just - AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in awe and wonderment after an extraordinary few days - I called this blogg 'being recognised' and I have been - and am - and the joy is that I - ME - is also beginning to recognise - what others do... I love these - it's all so obvious moments - when your whole body tingles with energy and it's all so clear - wonderfully joyous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day here - and a night in Cusco - then we're of to Lima - I am excited.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6270683549479375116?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6270683549479375116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6270683549479375116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/being-recognised-is-so-wonderful.html' title='Being recognised - is so wonderful'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2781612685379514934</id><published>2011-08-14T03:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:23:55.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>working in Peru?</title><content type='html'>.... how extraordinary! Tomorrow, hopefully Rene will arrive here in Cusco - her journey delayed by a day - she will be knackered when she finally gets here. Jim and I had another extra-ordinary day - a train journey from Puno to here - a full day of richness - that seems to be the word to describe Peru - rich....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we saw many condors - 10 at one time - sweeping lazily above and below us - just beautiful and special - then a day of boats and islands on Lake Titicaca - and now I'm in one hotel and Jim somewhere else and tomorrow the conference starts..... and of course I met a man on the train who is also going to the conference - with children links to Croatia and France - he's Canadian - so I will know 2 people - but suspect that I will link with several more. Am very excited about this conference as I know it is important to me - but don't yet know why - but of course that will become clear in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I must work - whatever that means - and do it in Peru - buffffffff!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2781612685379514934?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2781612685379514934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2781612685379514934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/working-in-peru.html' title='working in Peru?'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1134130128141750707</id><published>2011-08-10T12:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T12:46:00.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being blessed......</title><content type='html'>......and knowing it. Jim and I are now well into our travels in Peru - everyday a rich mixture of sights and people - an amazing country - its history visible in its people and its landscapes - both extra-ordinary..... just love it... even more special to be travelling with my beautiful youngest son......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an email from a Peruvian friend yesterday which said - te lo mereces - which I translated as - you deserve it - refering to my happiness - I feel overwhelmed with emotion - how can I deserve to be be so happy and so blessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed and I am extraordinarily happy - how rich is my life? I must appreciate and be grateful for every precious second........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a drive through herds of llamas and alpacas to colca canjon, hot volcanic springs and hopefully tomorrow condors...... wow wow wow - soy bendecida y llena de gratitud xxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1134130128141750707?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1134130128141750707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1134130128141750707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/being-blessed.html' title='Being blessed......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-771579030242273954</id><published>2011-08-05T14:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:36:33.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peru.......</title><content type='html'>Had just had 2 most beautiful days in Lima - life is amazing - you just never know what is going to happen - in this journey called LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim due to join me tonight - then we will travel around this extraordinary country - but the learning is about myself of course - am so happy!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-771579030242273954?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/771579030242273954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/771579030242273954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/08/peru.html' title='Peru.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3830525512149040400</id><published>2011-07-31T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:08:47.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely restless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It's Sunday evening and I have had a busy weekend - but also moments like now - when I don't have anything to do - so thought I'd write my blogg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am getting ready to go to Peru - very early Tuesday morning and as I'm dancing tomorrow night I am all packed - a day in advance - unheard of!!! I should really clean my flat but it's half seven at night and I just can't be bothered - it's OK - I have done it superficially! Don't need to cook as had huge lunch with my parents - they doing well - it was really lovely being with them - they were both content.... good feeling - happy for me and with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dancers beach party last night - didn't stay all night - but it was great to dance outdoors - haven't done that for a while - since Turkey - and it was just fabulous to dance on the sand and witness the tide coming right up - and seeing the sky darken and the clouds glow... and just being outside - I do live so much indoors. Don't have a garden any more - but I do see the sky all the time from my convertible car!!!!! Unless it's absolutely pouring with rain - I have the top off! But I did enjoy being outside so much last night - should probably do it more often -and am sure I will in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting not knowing what my future will be, where I will go, how my life will pan out.... I am certain that there is another man waiting for me in the future, another lovely man - but when I will meet him, or where is from - could be anytime and anywhere! How exciting!!!!! I love my blogg - I write things without thinking - and am now smiling at what I've written - I think my future, my new lovely man and the outdoors are all linked - but we will see what we will see - I have an open heart and am just very excited about my future.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immediate future is a very, very busy day at work....... I worked so hard last week - not going to finish everything I wanted to - but had a good go - my office is also a horrible mess - but hey it's a productive happy mess!! Then off to Peru - wow - wow - wow - how amazing is that - I'm going to Lima and will meet some university people and then I'm due to meet Jimmy on Friday - he's in Austen, Texas at the moment - then we will travel - islands, Nazca lines, lakes and condors..... then ending up in Cusco where we will meet Rene - as we are going to a conference together - we've just been talking - my Montana sister - then the three of us will go to Machu Picchu together.. ... so holiday and a bit of work - but what a huge privilege my life is - utterly amazing......... I have no idea how I have ended up so blessed???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about that is what I do a lot - I suppose it's chicken and egg - I am lucky and I am blessed - and I can love and I do love - and I was wonderfully loved by one special man for over 30 years - so ..... and I continue to be loved and to love ... and am happy - very happy - a sort of glowing happiness from the inside - as I said - how blessed am I?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a bit restless - excited in a holding myself sort of way - hehehehe!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3830525512149040400?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3830525512149040400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3830525512149040400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/07/strangely-restless.html' title='Strangely restless...'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4857552223530098024</id><published>2011-07-24T08:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:39:05.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porto.......</title><content type='html'>Waking up in Portugal....... It’s a beautiful sunny morning and I am in Porto – after a pretty whirlwind week – last Sunday I woke in Cairo in a ridiculously posh 5 star hotel in a country of contrast and revolution.... still with me strongly that experience.... so much to learn from the desire/will to change – palpable and forceful like an energy in the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a busy week of Liverpool and Leeds, Alex’s graduation – emotional and charged with lots of Chris moments and reflections.... wonderful to see Alex and Lara together starting their new lives together in France... a ‘couple with furniture’ was how my Mother described them........ busy, busy at work with moments of sadness and witness of how hard it is for so many people to be happy in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has also been a week of trying to eat/not eat anything which my Egyptian tummy bug agrees/disagrees with - it hasn’t agreed with much – apple juice, bananas and dry toast – it seems to tolerate – and it has been a week of eating out and dinners!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time in Portugal has been lovely, my hosts have been wonderful and I have learnt a lot. I love to visit other university models and for the first time in my life I do feel I actually have knowledge about something. I can see with some clarity an overview of how children’s university type activities are not only delivered, operate and are funded etc and also am able to reflect on how these fit into the university and educational systems and the role of key players etc – to see behind these to the level of acceptance of ‘change’ and the movement of energy around change....... .....   suppose that’s what I do now – to see and reflect and then to ‘know’ ...... it is amazing to have some knowledge – as I don’t think I have ever really felt I ‘knew’ anything..... I can’t remember details of names, events or facts but I suppose I can listen and ask questions and get a strong feeling about things.... bufff and then I don’t think - I just ‘feel’ – go with my intuition..... love it – bonkers but wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s Sunday morning and I have shall have a leisurely breakfast of apple juice, banana and toast, might be brave and have some scrambled eggs as well! Then I shall explore the city of Porto... I have visited several Faculties and seen quite a few bits of the city and surrounding area but I shall just wander and see what I shall see ..... how lucky am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4857552223530098024?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4857552223530098024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4857552223530098024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/07/porto.html' title='Porto.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4639932483713071234</id><published>2011-07-19T06:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T06:57:14.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>where I am now....</title><content type='html'>...is Leeds, staying in a B&amp;B with Alex and Lara as today he graduates as Dr Jenkins! His Dad would have been so proud of him. Chris would be very happy and proud of all three of his beautiful sons, they are truly wonderful young men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it is on days like today that I reflect on Chris not being here...... but the amazing thing about Chris was he often didn't do things, because he couldn't walk that far, but he was always so beautifully accepting of that - he never had to actually see, to be at things...... to appreciate them. For example he didn't go to Alex's last graduation, he was here with us in Leeds but my Mum and Dad went to the actually ceremony - which was a unique and very special occasion for them. So like everything because he accepted and enjoyed what he was able to do..... others had an opportunity which they wouldn't have had.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My learning with Chris was huge... because I wanted to do everything, to experience things first hand, where as he could gain huge pleasure by witnessing..... Special,  special man - how lucky was I to have been his mate for so many,many years? I don't feel him with me very often these days, but I do feel his peace constantly. I also know that my ability now - to accept and to enjoy the small things in life - is something that he taught me...... my heart glows with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very early in the morning and my body is still a bit wobbly dealing with something I ate in Egypt..... these things take time - it's teaching me patience! I had an extraordinarily wonderful time in Egypt - working in alignement with people who are embracing change.......... and they embraced me as an agent of change....... Remarkable!!!!! And I went to the Pyramids and rode a camel and was very, very happy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today  the graduation ceremony then to Portugal on Thursday.......wow, wow, wow....I live in a whirlwind - but loving every second of this blessing called LIFE..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4639932483713071234?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4639932483713071234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4639932483713071234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-i-am-now.html' title='where I am now....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3959687318952409623</id><published>2011-07-06T20:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:29:37.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>trains home..</title><content type='html'>..... am on train home from London after dinner with very special group of people - after day conference on Aimhigher legacy - surprised how emotional I feel tonight - but glad I am here and feeling this..... it has been in many ways the last 12 years of my life!!! I was so glad that I was there today - it was such a combination of legacy and future.... real people now living on the edge ..... loved the fearlessness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am on train on way home - listening to loud music on headphones - Mogwai - revelling in the technology - how cool is it to be on a train, writing a blogg on an ipad  - just love the technology - I also just love the passion of today - some people have it - but there are also some people in this world who just don't have passion - who at the bottom level actually don't care enough about others, or themselves to be able to give anything - wow that is the hardest thing  have ever said or written - about others - but felt I had to say it - buffff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3959687318952409623?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3959687318952409623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3959687318952409623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/07/trains-home.html' title='trains home..'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-53895090662296180</id><published>2011-07-03T21:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:46:07.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>buzzing in Brussels - but gently!</title><content type='html'>Am in Brussels and feeling really good - it's Sunday evening and I have just had dinner with two wonderful young people and tomorrow we will spend a day working on Work Package 7 - that sounds boring - but the reality is just huge - and tonight we had a great conversation,  sweeping and soaring and seeing opportunities - just love it - and it's my job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full on weekend really - I was up for 22 hours yesterday - very early start to run Jim to the airport - he's in Quebec now - then cooking for my Mum and Dad in the morning - loved that - afternoon with Paul and Sue - love them - visiting Pat - hard place but she's a fighter - then get changed and went to the Everyman Last Night Party - it was great - special for so many people - lots of wonderful connections and lots and lots and lots of dancing - just going for it dancing  - great music - fantastic atmosphere - loads of sweaty bodies - dancing - fantastic - enjoyed it so much - thank you Vanessa I was thinking I was too tired but you got me there and I had such an amazing night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did nothing today but come back to earth and then flew to Brussels...... like you do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The connections are accelerating - talking tonight about writing the bid - less than 2 years ago - but the ability to connect  has already changed - we just have to see the doors that are open and walk through them - and that includes the doors that the technology opens for us - having no fear just walking through the door that is open in front of us - hey that's what it's all about!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-53895090662296180?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/53895090662296180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/53895090662296180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/07/buzzing-in-brussels-but-gently.html' title='buzzing in Brussels - but gently!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1919546630454210733</id><published>2011-06-30T21:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:49:31.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>clouds.........</title><content type='html'>Love it - thought I'd blogg about the fairly busy stuff happening at the moment in my life - hospital visiting etc and so much momentum at work with things to do etc.....  and I write 'Clouds' as the title to this blogg! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - I am at the moment quite obsessed by the beauty of clouds - their colours, shapes, constant movement - they epitomise change - completely un-holdable - you cannot ever touch a cloud - they are just mist - but they are also just so solid in the sky. Their movement, beautiful shapes and colours - the light reflecting within, behind and around them - the way that light beams from and through them - just amazing!!!!  OK I just love clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality - Pat in hospital after a stroke last night - visiting her tonight - witnessing her fear - also knowing she should make a good recovery - 47 is young to be where she is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my Mum on the phone - home but not happy  - well emotional - and coming to terms with her next steps - wow - she's alive....  she fought so hard to be home - But she just doesn't want to be a 91 year old recovering from major surgery - home with her lovely old man  - she is just so young at heart and she just wants to be YOUNG!! She is just not good at being old - and her youthfulness is inspirational - and she has all the impatience of the young - absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't  feel young tonght - I actually feel quite old and tired  - physically and also deep inside myself - but that's OK and it doesn't feel heavy - it feels right - so that's where I am.... it's still light so I will just watch some more of those amazing clouds and listen to my latest Jim music present - and it's not only OK it's wonderful.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1919546630454210733?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1919546630454210733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1919546630454210733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/clouds.html' title='clouds.........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3825682578466743439</id><published>2011-06-27T22:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:12:36.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling many things.....</title><content type='html'>..... it's Monday evening and I've been dancing - for the first time for 3 weeks - I have so missed it - tonight in the warm up I was just so full of energy I couldn't do anything but dance! Then loved the flowing wave and went deep - and let go - which was what I needed - it has been a pretty tough few weeks - great weeks but tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight my sister Jenny texted me to say Mum should be going home on Wednesday - which is pretty impressive - they talked about 2/3 weeks convalescence - but all being well it will be less than 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnessing my parents life over the last few weeks has been truly inspirational. I'm feeling very emotional tonight - the dance and thinking about my Mum and Dad - visiting them both on Saturday - and the love they have for each other - they met and married 66/65 years ago.... and the last three weeks has been so hard for them both - but it has also brought them more alive and conscious of their love for each other ...... in a way that is truly inspirational - can't think of another word......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes so tonight - after dancing - I have eventually stopped moving  - I also received a little video from Rob for his Nan from Croatia, just perfect - Alex made one of Grenoble yesterday - his hostel, views of the city and an ice cream - this came about because I made videos of my parents house and my Dad for my Mum on Saturday - and  then made a little video of my Mum for my  boys - everyone a tearjerker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am home - my lovely Mum in hospital but fighting it beautifully - so strong - with such a will to live - my lovely Dad - coming back from his indifference to live - my sisters doing so much more than me - but also accepting that. So back to my mantra - how extraordinarily lucky am I!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3825682578466743439?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3825682578466743439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3825682578466743439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeling-many-things.html' title='feeling many things.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8007557422010362375</id><published>2011-06-22T22:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T22:46:11.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderfully, deliciously and amazingly exhausted but totally energised!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>which is pretty mad..... but also where I am - after a week away - and just the most fantastic time......  the very best bit was the meeting of minds... and we did just that - and it was mind blowing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also exhausting - I suppose I could have gone to bed earlier and got up later, and I suppose I could have not put quite so much energy and enthusiasm into everything I did - but hey it was important and good work and I was with such amazing people.... I reflected on them in the airport tonight, on my way home, and felt such a huge wave of gratitude for the truly amazing  and inspirational people that  are in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SiS Catalyst Family and Friends are just so.............. open..... the connections went deep and strong..... and we have really begun to believe in what we are doing.... it was visible and tangible and just so so strong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be hard to explain what actually did happen but I like the concept of 'mind blowing' because that was what we did..... blow our own and each others minds! It was then followed by another conference which was rich with ideas but it did not have the pace and passion of SiS Catalyst - it was deliciously full of dear friends of many years and wonderful new people, connecting, connecting.... connecting...... I just so love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now, travel easy, catching up on my Mum's progress and my lovely Dad.. survivors.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow so must go to bed... it's lovely to be home... and although I'm shattered I am also feeling very full of energy, sorting of glowing with it... can feel it coursing around my body...  which is a bit strange but also pretty wonderful - buff I do think I am more than a bit bonkers!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8007557422010362375?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8007557422010362375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8007557422010362375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/wonderfully-deliciously-and-amazingly.html' title='wonderfully, deliciously and amazingly exhausted but totally energised!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4956119582016660142</id><published>2011-06-16T00:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:29:49.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Should be in bed but mind reeling.........</title><content type='html'>It's late and I'm off to Amsterdam tomorrow, haven't packed and will have a very busy few days...... but am trying to get myself to move to bed and an early start to pack...... but it doesn't seem to be happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I visited my lovely Dad, at home alone, though good, more awake than he's been for several months....and then my lovely Mum in the intensive care ward after her operation of last night. She had major surgery yesterday evening, and survived...... she is currently healing well ..... but it's early days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Buffff&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! Big stuff this life and death drama of existence..... felt so powerfully the point of being alive tonight... to feel the joy of loving the presence of my wonderful parents in my life... to have them, and their love for each other, as well as their love for me and all their family.......... but also so keenly conscious of the 'edge' between joy/grief... and reflecting on that  - this is what life is all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... it is very late - I have a very, very busy few days ahead of me..... and am counting my many, many blessings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4956119582016660142?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4956119582016660142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4956119582016660142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/should-be-in-bed-but-mind-reeling.html' title='Should be in bed but mind reeling.........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3971908043877301029</id><published>2011-06-13T11:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What I also learnt in Turkey.....</title><content type='html'>...... is that our eyes contain the energy of our Mother Earth.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3971908043877301029?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3971908043877301029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3971908043877301029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-also-learnt-in-turkey.html' title='What I also learnt in Turkey.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4351319049535300784</id><published>2011-06-11T05:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I've been to Turkey..................</title><content type='html'>................ and it was?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the words that make most sense are...heart warming...... and tonight at home - my heart is very warm/sensitive/open...  and on reflection I am feeling a bit overwhelmed by the intensity of the week.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly amazing though. I have never been to Turkey before and just loved how I connected to people - in an extra-ordinary way, and in many ways........... and not just once or twice, but again and again..... it was ... just that ... heart-warming - the more I do this - the more I connect with people, strangers, as well as colleagues and friends.. the more I love the connections I make, the joy of making things happen, recognising our creativity and our potential.... just connecting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference in Ankara was just lovely - we were made so welcomed and the days and nights blend into a joyous memory of inspiration, happiness and amazing energy ... and dancing... truly magical... and it was good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Istanbul was different but also very special, a weekend on my own - in an amazing city, I am finding it hard to find words to describe how much I enjoyed it... it was a truly fantastical weekend - pretty bonkers but also pretty amazing. I feel I have learnt so much about myself this weekend... which sounds a bit weird - well not learnt - but consolidated thinking... like lots of things falling together like a jigsaw..  a lot of this is about me - and my intentions for the future.. which have been getting clearer for a while - it was like they all sort of settled inside me... recognising who I am.... going deeper and being totally honest with myself... and then just really being/living this person.. who by the way is pretty mind-blowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intensity of love of life being magnified by my Mum going to hospital on Friday - and me being so far away but being kept informed... I called in on the way back from the airport and saw my Dad and will go with Jim to see my Mum tomorrow night - she was going to have to have an operation but it looks increasingly likely they can treat her without surgery. Which is good. My Dad today was amazing, he seems energised - his love for my Mother being his whole life.... and his pain that he wasn't able to use the phone on Friday because he is too deaf, when she needed to go to hospital.... and his comfort that my Mum had no pain when he visited her today, all giving him an increased reason/ability to live.... every second is precious when you are 94.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buff - this is life ... and sometimes it is so hard.. but also so beautifully preciously wonderful -  my lovely Dad is so amazing.. he is home alone tonight.. my Mum in hospital... hard for both of them - on their own after a lifetime of sleeping together... he was so strong this afternoon.. inspirational..  all these thoughts adding to the Turkey wave of emotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no conclusions here tonight... turmoil... but deep inside I am getting stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffff that's what it's all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4351319049535300784?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4351319049535300784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4351319049535300784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/well-ive-been-to-turkey.html' title='Well I&apos;ve been to Turkey..................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7573890820916442833</id><published>2011-06-05T21:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping.....</title><content type='html'>Every second of this wonderful life is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday evening and I have just come back from a wonderfully sunny and laughter filled weekend camping in Wales. Vanessa and I left work a bit early on Friday evening and drove down through North Wales to Snowdonia and the coast, to meet other lovely friends in Shell Island for a perfect weekend of camping. Lots of really special moments, a day on the beach,  sea and sand framed by mountains, Minnie the dog on one and the funniest game of charades ever - adults acting out the rudest things that 8/9 year old girls could come up with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much laughter... but also time to talk, with special moments of deep conversations. The amazing joy of being in the countryside - the birds welcoming us awake and then serenading us at dusk, clear skies full of stars - with  shooting stars - and the colours of the mountains with their many depths of green.... wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening of coming home, a beautiful deep bath and gentle domesticity..... I have been thinking about childhood.... something I have reflecting on a lot recently - talking tonight to my Mum........ my lovely Dad is now no longer wanting to eat, gently giving in to his tiredness..... I have been thinking a lot about his love for me, and how I accepted love as a natural part of my childhood...... increasingly recognising that so many people did not feel loved as children and how that is such a huge burden to carry around a lifetime of being an adult........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasingly understanding that the one thing we cannot control, change, take responsibility for............. is our childhood. We are born, where we are born, of the parents we are born of, into the family circumstances that we are born into...... and this then shapes us into who we are and this makes us the adults we become - so much learning.... and so much unlearning and remembering........ buffff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second of this wonderful life is precious!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7573890820916442833?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7573890820916442833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7573890820916442833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping.html' title='Camping.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3448794298379265534</id><published>2011-05-31T21:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back again  - but from where?</title><content type='html'>....landing gently from ... not certain what... 10 days away from my life here... my lovely little flat, my work, all those emails.... from just being the organised working woman, daughter, mother etc.... though with the technology I kept in touch - with my lovely Dad being in hospital after the party, Rob getting home to Croatia, Jimmy being in Barcelona....... but I also had space and time to be away from all of it.... to just be me and to dance.... gloriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy dancing. If you dance deeply it is not all fun, you push yourself to go to the edge... and as I dance more and more deeply - and give myself the time to do so.... I do go to the edge... see it/feel it/dance it... and that's not an easy place to be... it is however a wonderful place to be...to go to the next layer of the onion skin..... to go to that point of duality. It can be many things - joy/grief .... sunshine/darkness .... acceptance/denial... faith/fear... the edge.... but to be there and to feel/see that you are there ... is amazing and that's where I've been..... dancing..... consciously breathing.... consciously alive - how lucky am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week dancing was also wrapped up in a week of friendship, Fernando picking me up in Girona and taking me to Arlequi , then picking me up a week later for a weekend of football and barbecues with his friends, followed by a night in Barcelona with Ana and her family... wonderful... special and joyful... though after a week's dancing I was probably pretty glowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spoke a lot of Spanish, which was good as I have got very rusty without Hector....getting home today after a delayed flight for a reception event which is bringing me back into the world of work... though not there yet!  I did do a first trawl of emails yesterday and tomorrow I will go back and be sensible... and be me... the sensible one with her feet on the ground... though I will be clearer in my intentions... that's what dancing does for you... makes thing clearer... if you let yourself go with it.... which I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feeling wonderfully awake and a bit spaced at the same time...... looking at the colour of the sky - it's an amazingly beautiful turquoisey blue - heart singing, very happy... ready to be the other me again..... though she is pretty bonkers too!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3448794298379265534?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3448794298379265534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3448794298379265534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-again-but-from-where.html' title='back again  - but from where?'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-501736391227396117</id><published>2011-05-21T20:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful birthday party...</title><content type='html'>... and my little Jim is now 21. We had a wonderful and very uncomplicated birthday BBQ at my Mum and Dad's house. Family, 4 generations of special people, 20 of us all together .... for completeness there should have been 21 of us - and writing that has made me think - something that I have been feeling all day - that there was someone missing..... and of course there was.... Chris... but also Heff and Michael..... missing but also present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of joy and happiness, little Aidan the most gorgeous centre of attention, easy laughter and joking, but also a consciousness of the preciousness of life - my lovely Dad getting frailer and frailer.... the missing ones................ but maybe that's how you should feel... joy and happiness in the present with a profound appreciation of the specialness of every moment of life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Saturday evening Alex's still here - out with his little brother partying, Rob now gone to London. I'm all packed up and ready to go to Spain very early tomorrow morning for a weeks dancing and breathing................ wow every second is precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-501736391227396117?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/501736391227396117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/501736391227396117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/beautiful-birthday-party.html' title='Beautiful birthday party...'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2404217296373509053</id><published>2011-05-18T23:24:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Completely unexpected night...............</title><content type='html'>... though not certain why - because  I should have known.. but I hadn't really thought about it  - which on reflection is amazing..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - tonight my 3 sons are in Liverpool - blogg readers know this is not going to just happen - as only one lives in Liverpool (though not with me) one lives in Croatia and one lives in Cambridge - though not for long as he is moving to France shortly - but the magic is - It just hadn't occurred to me that they could/would all be here tonight...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The have now gone to the pub - and I am just so blessed to have these three beautiful young men in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2404217296373509053?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2404217296373509053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2404217296373509053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/completely-unexpected-night.html' title='Completely unexpected night...............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2518047465082183916</id><published>2011-05-15T01:20:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide awake and unable to sleep.......</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday night - well no Sunday morning now - and I just can't get to sleep .... and after trying for a couple of hours - I have given up and decided to write my blogg. I know why I can't sleep as I came back from a lovely, if somewhat boozy, afternoon at Nita's - the first of Jimmy's 21st Birthday celebrations - so well fed and very happy, I fell asleep in my rather comfortable reclining chair - so entirely my own fault.... but it's horrible when you can't sleep and things start whirling and worming their way into your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a mug of cocoa, music, lavender oil and my blogg.... will probably crash out mid sentence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year we had a barbecue in the garden of Cheltenham Avenue for Jim's birthday, with Rob living round the corner and Alex coming from Leeds. This year we will have a party at my Mum and Dad's - Rob's coming over from Croatia and Alex is coming up from Cambridge - his last visit before he moves to Grenoble with Lara... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looked back at my blogg of a year ago... right in the thick of moving.. so I have nearly lived here in this lovely little flat for a year.. I suppose it feels like a year... but it also has flashed by... like life I suppose... time seems so accelerated.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little baby Jimmy is also going to be 21 next Saturday.... he is an amazingly wonderful young man, now standing so very tall, wonderfully laid back and easy going... and happy... what more can a Mother ask for.... a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't certain what I was going to write about - as I started this blogg because I couldn't sleep but writing that has made me think about where I've been today.... Nita's .... we started by going bowling with Neil's son and grandson, Pat, Jim, Nita and I..... and it was fun ...... we laughed a lot and then went back for a roast dinner, joined by Neil and his carer later in the afternoon. We talked families/friends/family and the importance of the connections... the beautiful little things which are done with love... sometimes not even noticed but truly the most important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these little things build up over years to become huge sacrifices -  like giving so much unselfishly and unstintingly.... I feel humbled by our human capacity to love unconditionally... I seem to see clearly tonight that if love is given with strings attached it isn't really given... so it can't be returned... but the sheer wonder of being able to love and to accept it in return is magical. Also makes me think how harsh it is for those who can't accept/give love.... that hurts, the closure, the closed heart that doesn't give love... so can never receive it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on that cheerful note - I'll try and go to sleep!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2518047465082183916?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2518047465082183916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2518047465082183916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/wide-awake-and-unable-to-sleep.html' title='Wide awake and unable to sleep.......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1727134249559171293</id><published>2011-05-08T20:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds and ideas</title><content type='html'>Have just got back from Brussels after what seems like a very long few days...... meetings and a conference and all new people... well a handful that I've met briefly before but non that I know... so very on my own - which was OK ... and I did get to know some of them ... there was over 400 people there.... but some people I expect to meet again...... strange world this... meeting people, complete strangers, who have some point of contact/shared interest because we are at the same conference/meeting  - some never to meet again - some to work with possibly closely, some to become friends.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a hard few days actually, felt pretty much on my own... which of course I'm not... but having to make a complaint at a senior level about the pace of things... and presenting SiS Catalyst to a really diverse audience - officials from the EC who knew the project well - or knew of it - and the whole movement of thinking/funding/strategy behind it and a lots of science teachers from around Europe, all of whom are passionate about their subject and teaching  - but know nothing about my agenda - all in 10 minutes with questions - pitching that was seriously not easy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other thing that was going on was ideas, talking, thinking...... and some really, really good stuff........I love that ... just absolutely love it ... and when I hear myself thinking aloud -  I am amazed by some off the things I say... and it's extraordinary as I can see myself having thoughts and verbalizing them - and know that this the start of the process which makes ideas real... So I can feel my mind whirling tonight.. with lots and lots of ideas - some of which are now beginning to take a firm shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about this when I was flying home - and watching clouds - and I thought that clouds are just like ideas........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what I was thinking was - if you look at a cloud  from the earth it looks really solid, dense, white/grey - obscuring the sun, taking shape and REAL.....but when you are in a cloud - it actually doesn't exist at all - it is just a white mist.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking about how ideas are like clouds but in reverse! When you have an idea it is like a white mist - it's not clear - it doesn't have a shape - it's nebulous (cloudy or cloud like) but when you get at a distance from an idea you see that it is actually solid and real - and off they go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not certain how far the cloud/idea analogy goes but it gave me great pleasure coming home ... and stayed with me now I am back in my lovely flat.. bit knackered but ready to sleep on these whirling mists of ideas and see what comes out tomorrow - and then make them happen!!!!! That's what it's all about - making ideas reality - but it makes me mindful that we have to be careful as to exactly what ideas we create!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1727134249559171293?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1727134249559171293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1727134249559171293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/clouds-and-ideas.html' title='Clouds and ideas'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4027676931199162146</id><published>2011-05-02T21:25:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking...............</title><content type='html'>..... is amazing - but also just something that most of us just take so much for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the joys of blogging is never knowing what you are going to write...... so where did that come from? Well............ I have just come back from a delicious weekend of walking in the Peak District with a group of 7 other women, one sister, one cousin and 5 friends - and it was just perfect.... the weather was unbelievably amazing - completely clear skies for 4 days in the UK!!!!!! Sunshine, strong winds and although a bit chilly (under-statement) on occasion - just amazingly sunny - wonderful walking weather. So we didn't climb serious mountains - but we did walk respectable distances - up and down - and this was more or less challenging for us individually ...and it was also wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and it has left me reflecting on something very very basic - our ability to walk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - so walking...... most of us just take it so much for granted - we just put one foot in front of another - for what ever is normal in our lives - and for some of us, this may be miles each day - but for many of us it is from a house - to a car - to a work place - to a car - to the shops/home etc.... so not a lot of walking really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But walking is a joy.... an absolute and amazing joy.......... but something that we just do without thinking about - I probably should have understood this earlier - as I lived with a man for so many years that couldn't walk any distance at all... but I don't think that I have really appreciated the enormity of how amazing the ability to walk is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... thinking about it - it obviously goes beyond our feet - to appreciating the wonder of our bodies... our ability to walk only being a tiny, tiny part of what else we can do! But I don't think we recognise this enough - we don't stop and say 'Thank-you' enough to this wonderful vehicle for our life ... our body. It is an absolutely amazing thing.. its ability to do things - like walking - day in and day out, one foot in front of another ..... without us even thinking about it - wow wow wow - amazing...... AND WE JUST TAKE IT ALL FOR GRANTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I think this explains my current passion to give people foot massages!!! Now that desire did seem truly bonkers - when it first occurred to me - I started a year ago in India - but I really enjoy it and am now loving the fact that I am getting more confident about doing them, I just love the connection and the opportunity to give recognition to the wonderfulness of feet - OK I am bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am also recognising that in order to cope with the turmoil of the world I have to recognise and embrace life in manageable chunks - the small steps which are the necessary precursor of anything else..... Living in appreciation of the small things make everything and anything possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have enjoyed a wonderful weekend of walking with sisters etc ... in near perfect conditions - and massaged 5 sets of feet - so bufffff - life's very amazing, completely unpredictable ... but joyful ... and the only way to do this is by loving every wonderful, precious small step.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4027676931199162146?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4027676931199162146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4027676931199162146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/05/walking.html' title='Walking...............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8169831487568645932</id><published>2011-04-25T20:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Glowing....</title><content type='html'>.. laughing because I am glowing - a 5 day road trip in an open topped convertible has left me with a wonderful glowing feeling - and OK a face that is a bit red too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been wonderful - I visited Brighton and Devon - staying with family/friends - and it's so lovely because increasingly my friends are my family and my family are my friends............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also stayed with small boys and chickens - and thoroughly enjoyed both..... encouraged boys to play Dukes of Hazards over the back seat of the convertible - doesn't everyone want to do that! and collected eggs - then turned geese and duck eggs and 'candled' them - and gained a wonderful insight into the love and care of animals - special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to a Hen Party (haha) in a teenybopper club in Torquay, swam (briefly and with a lot of screaming) in the freezing cold sea and had lots and lots and lots of wonderful conversations................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back home with lots of photographs of boys and chickens and glowing with happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a long drive - but it was so good - the sun was shining and I chose to go through the Welsh/English border on smaller roads rather than the motorway.... and the trees and countryside was just so green, wild flowers everywhere, the beauty of our Earth is just so amazing - OK an open topped car does bring you closer to it!! - but it was truly, truly beautiful........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8169831487568645932?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8169831487568645932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8169831487568645932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/glowing.html' title='Glowing....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3529531352037574920</id><published>2011-04-20T00:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>reflecting more on pain...........</title><content type='html'>... so I finished my blogg and switched off my computer and was just settling in to go to bed.. when for some reason I decided to read it on my phone - technology!!!! When I did - I felt I needed to continue with the blogg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I reflected on was pain - individual and also collective pain - the pain of all of us - I also thought about how we as human beings can feel this pain...... and to do so is our humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to feel pain is to be human.. (recognising that animals also feel pain)... but that we can take it to an art form! To be human is to have the potential to be creative ... and that includes being so horribly creative with our pain... and the shit we throw at ourselves!  OK profound thoughts over - now it's time to go to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3529531352037574920?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3529531352037574920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3529531352037574920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/reflecting-more-on-pain.html' title='reflecting more on pain...........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-432318858946729910</id><published>2011-04-19T23:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A lovely evening of laughing............</title><content type='html'>............I do laugh a lot, which is a very wonderful thing to be able to say... but I do! There is a thing that 'you get back - what you give' - I don't know about whole lifetimes but on a day to day basis this seems to be true to me. If you go through life grumpy and miserable, nothing makes you happy - but if you laugh - people around you laugh and smile - you get laughter and smiles back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot about Chris... all the time really... and how he lived with pain, excruciating pain, there were several levels of this and I know I have written about it my blogg before... but he lived with pain.. putting on two big heavy artificial legs everyday - like wearing an enormous pair of shoes that rub your feet raw, but that he needed to walk with - so every step was painful.... and then neuralgia, constant nerve pain, sometime acute... and acute for days, weeks and even months.... fierce, sharp, knife twisting pain,... that racked his legs night after night..................looking back my eyes fill up with tears of compassion... my beautiful man LIVED WITH PAIN.........................  but you know what he NEVER EVER COMPLAINED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make him a saint but it did make him the most extraordinary teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's interesting I've just had a beautiful evening - improvised theatre - which I joined in - followed by a quick wizz in the BMW - with the roof down  - of course - to take a lovely dancer home - and a lot of laughter - mainly when standing upside down!! So joyful and fun - loved and loving - then I write about Chris's pain... I suppose that's what's life's about - laughing, loving, giving and receiving and having compassion for those of us in pain......... which of course at sometime is all of us - but not complaining!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I'm blessed!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-432318858946729910?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/432318858946729910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/432318858946729910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/lovely-evening-of-laughing.html' title='A lovely evening of laughing............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6705194173201228304</id><published>2011-04-14T21:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not knowing ... but knowing.....</title><content type='html'>Know I'm not the only one who's living with this huge sense of knowing ... yet not knowing! I think we all probably are - and we just have to accept that we know and that we also don't know... bottom line 'what will be - will be' - sounds like a song title!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving being me at the moment.... I am truly joyful and I am especially liking, and enjoying, the small and beautiful shared recognition of happiness which occur when you catch eye contact and share a wonderful smiling beam of shared joy.... with a total stranger... who of course is not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday evening and I have just been shopping with Becki, so proud of her... we of course went in the BMW with the roof down..........I am just enjoying the car so much - it just makes me laugh and driving with the roof down - laughing - I just get welcomed into other people's worlds, they let me in at junctions, smile, wave, motorcyclists shimmy their leather clad bottoms and I am greeted - and it is just so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about it last night with an old friend... I think because I am happy, joyful in my beautiful car, happy and enjoying life... people recognise this and respond.... wonderfully... I think this is also true of the shared beaming smiles... I'm living happiness and so that's what I get back.... I do notice that when it happens - it is given with great pleasure, the eyes say .... I recognise you and we connect..... wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another day at work and a weekend of birthdays, music, theatre and family........ wow wow wow - how blessed and happy am I!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6705194173201228304?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6705194173201228304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6705194173201228304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-knowing-but-knowing.html' title='Not knowing ... but knowing.....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8073700076113724389</id><published>2011-04-09T21:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful - feeling lighter (but also still a bit bonkers!)</title><content type='html'>Just back from Amsterdam - it's funny how normal this feels...... I had very busy time but good - can see/feel things moving on - they have been a bit stuck for the last few weeks, but lots of wonderful shifts have occurred and the changes feel beautiful - and accelerating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the technology of all these connections, the ability to communicate in so many, subtle ways - with people around the world: face to face, Skype, emails, texts and the short - touch base - 1:1, 1:subset of people - known and unknown - but all communications - ... including via this blogg...  we now have the ability to make connections, at so many levels, so easily, globally!!!! Truly extra-ordinarily wonderful...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam is a special city for me ... went for the first time as a child 9/10ish (I think) can remember a museum full of 'Old Masters'  big and dark, and my Dad driving - with a bit of difficulty/argument - from a back seat child's point of view... fleeting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then many a happy weekend/few days with Chris - including his 50th birthday and the starting point for our back- packing holidays so special, good times.... happy, happy memories.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on top of this over 10 years of Trio students/staff study tours and summer schools....... huge learning experiences for both them and me! The legacy of all this is sound, not always easy but good learning... and all in a wonderful and I think truly bonkers city! Felt a new understanding of the city over the last few days... as I was there working with such an increased depth of knowledge - in so many way!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8073700076113724389?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8073700076113724389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8073700076113724389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/joyful-feeling-lighter-but-also-still.html' title='Joyful - feeling lighter (but also still a bit bonkers!)'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7367218576585998009</id><published>2011-04-03T21:14:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring.... a time of awakening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__NpitCv4ng/TZj2CQkKpFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MYingCbVC8A/s1600/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__NpitCv4ng/TZj2CQkKpFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MYingCbVC8A/s320/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591489456047301714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this evening Jimmy and I went for a walk after a Sunday dinner and admired the million of beautiful daffodils nodding in Sefton Park. They are wonderful - a Field of Hope - planted years ago as part of a Marie Curie Cancer research  campaign - can't remember exactly when but within my children's lifetime - by the local community and schools etc and now a real springtime feature of Liverpool ... and I can see them from my window this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a weekend of spring flowers. Yesterday I had discussions in Krakow about magnolias - their budding, flowering and petal fall - across Europe........... Portugal well fallen, Poland see photo and Romania not yet visibly budding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpWH09L9z1A/TZj1PVXJGOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BSbB8hE_lhU/s1600/krakow%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpWH09L9z1A/TZj1PVXJGOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BSbB8hE_lhU/s320/krakow%2B14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591488581161523426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jim and I had a Skype chat with Rob - who was on his laptop in a bar in Varazdin, it ended up very communal with us talking to the guy who runs the bar with an audience!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get back from Poland this afternoon and whilst the dinner is cooking, Jim and I companionably chat to Rob in Croatia - and his friends!! The technology and pace of global communication is truly extraordinary...... and we talked about magnolias.. and their role as heralds of spring... it has never occurred to me before this weekend that they do this anywhere but in my world - Liverpool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this spring, with beautiful Polish magnolias,  we officially constituted EUCU.net. A group of us, 20-30 people from 11 countries representing over 73,000 children  - recognising our shared commitment and passion. Wonderful, inspiring ideas becoming reality..... doing what we have to do, recognising that we are also a growing family. So we did, what we did with love and much laughter..... beautiful  companionable, joyful laughter... several people had brought partners and children and their presence was also lovely, family......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I come home to my Liverpool family... spending some time at Chris's Beech Tree  - as I felt a strong need to do that. I remembered Chris a lot in Krakow - through talking about us going there in 2000 as part of the 'back-packing' holiday - but also by talking about him in 'going deeper' conversations with people who know me, but don't know my history... all part of new family building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to magnolias - I said to Jim earlier that I had my first big feeling of loss about moving from Cheltenham Avenue when I realised that I would miss the magnolia in the front garden.  We had planted it above where we buried Beryl the dog - a lovely tree which has been growing over many years - just realised probably over 16 years - I still think of it as a sapling! But this year I will not wake up with a special Magnolia outside my window - but this year I wake every morning with a million daffodils and a growing understanding of the magnolias around the world ......heralding our shared spring.... wow still blessed and still waking up!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7367218576585998009?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7367218576585998009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7367218576585998009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-time-of-awakening.html' title='Spring.... a time of awakening!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__NpitCv4ng/TZj2CQkKpFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/MYingCbVC8A/s72-c/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6501332541897513397</id><published>2011-03-29T21:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>crazinesssssssssssssssss!!!</title><content type='html'>.......................and it does feel pretty crazy to be me at the moment. I veer between two people, one of whom is being herself and doing OK, being sensible and surviving in this world - the other one is really quite wild.. goodness knows where she is ...........  truly bonkers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  not what I'm doing.... though that is pretty unpredictable.. but more about who I am ... I suppose this is at the core of this .........the who am I? The EI Question - tell me who you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean to live with every day... well a bit of a double life... but I know I am not alone with this feeling of being in two worlds... talking, Fbin, seeing ... life is not straightforward... and you know what ..... if we knew the meaning of life... it would all be so simple!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6501332541897513397?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6501332541897513397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6501332541897513397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/crazinesssssssssssssssss.html' title='crazinesssssssssssssssss!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1216202309148570502</id><published>2011-03-25T21:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fast time..........</title><content type='html'>It's unexpectedly Friday - two strike days, a lot of pressurised work in between buying a fancy new car..... then driving it around a bit!!! My week has just flown by. It seems really weird to be Friday - cos it only feels like Tuesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am at home and have been reading some bloggs and watching YouTube etc from/about Japan - feeling very inspired by their courage, dignity and humanity... extraordinary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on the wonderfulness of humanity.... we take it for granted because it is us.... we are humanity... yet we are so very quick to judge, criticise and not recognise our wonderfulness, strength and sheer ability TO BE .... to love...  to create.... to cherish... to make music... to love despite.... to be truthful... and to be HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have such a strong tendency to see only the negative aspects of ourselves - both as individuals and as a society.. and to overlook the day to day specialness of the wonderful small things we do for each other... from a smile to a lifetime's sacrifice.... we really do give... we really do love... but you know what - we don't recognise it... we just judge ourselves ... and we should really just love ourselves... just a little bit more xxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1216202309148570502?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1216202309148570502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1216202309148570502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/fast-time.html' title='fast time..........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7584672592232144127</id><published>2011-03-22T22:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>truly wonderfully bonkers!!!</title><content type='html'>........and enjoying every moment of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was on strike - because it was the right thing to do - I didn't go on the picket line... but I didn't work either - however I did do something pretty crazy instead - test drove five of the poshest, fanciest cars that I have ever seen!!! Now where did that come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been into cars - enjoyed their functionality and crucially their empowering  mobility for Chris, but cars in my life have been a way of transporting boys, dogs, stuff - getting from A-B - they were also a lifeline for my lovely man - so we had several cars but all bought with a view to his mobility - for Chris really... and the boys ... and the practicalities of our life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know I have never been 'into cars' - not able to tell one from another - not understanding their status....... only really aware of their practicality rather than anything else - ask Gilly!! I have just never really thought about cars - but today after my various test drives - I bought a white BMW convertible - Sports version - a swanky posh car - wonderfully bonkers - and decidedly out of character - 2 of my sons think it is hysterical - 3rd one has yet to comment - and wow - what I am doing here - being wonderfully bonkers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Thursday - another strike day - I collect my fancy convertible car - and have no idea where the next bonkers idea will take me............. what a ride!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7584672592232144127?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7584672592232144127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7584672592232144127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/truly-wonderfully-bonkers.html' title='truly wonderfully bonkers!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-729545778486983483</id><published>2011-03-20T20:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.047+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Full moon and feelings of change..............</title><content type='html'>It's Sunday evening after a very lovely weekend.... Friday - Gilly and I drank too much wine in Esteban's and celebrated her booking her flights to Australia, a powerful emotional night where we talked deeply and wonderfully... so a good start to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I cooked lunch for my parents - and Jimmy and I went over and treasured our time with them - and did some gardening... my Mum is in good spirits and my Dad is just so special, life is getting harder and harder but he just puts so much effort into living.... wow he is truly inspirational. We also planned Jimmy's 21st Birthday party - afternoon - Saturday 21st May at my Mum's and Dad's - let me know if you'd like to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night I went round to Fionnula's to sit in her garden in the light of the hugest fullest moon I'll ever see.... and today - even though it wasn't visible, it was even bigger.... and I have certainly felt that there is change or lunar/lunacy in the air this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went shopping with Becki - what a joy to see her flourishing... talked to Rob who was looking at a flat in Varazdin and then looked at cars... which against all my natural instincts was good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Sunday evening... I'm tired ... don't know why but I have been sleeping badly for a couple of weeks now ... waking up at 2/3/4 and then struggling to get back to sleep. I am feeling tired in my physical body.. but also feeling I'm living on such a roller-coaster, big peaks and troughs, huge changes swirling and whirling around me and everyone, everything,  global changes... wonderful and exciting changes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight reflecting on being at this point of change.... very conscious that I'm increasingly open to changes, so maybe am seeing/feeling more than previously.. but also do feel that the world is in a real process of change... so happy and a bit tired but also aware of how blessed I am....... to be here, alive and part of the changes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-729545778486983483?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/729545778486983483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/729545778486983483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/full-moon-and-feelings-of-change.html' title='Full moon and feelings of change..............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7951430711496685980</id><published>2011-03-15T23:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.047+01:00</updated><title type='text'>big stuff going on......</title><content type='html'>Back home - after potentially a 4 country meal day: France - breakfast,  Belgium - lunch, Netherlands - dinner, UK - supper. Didn't quite work out because there wasn't a lunch at my meeting in Brussels, and I ended up not being hungry in Amsterdam - but I don't think I've ever had a 4 country meal day potential!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, feels good... though weary.......... but also more than that... conscious of the fear that is coming out from around the world ... sitting in Schiphol airport watching unfolding news about Japan... talked and reflected on this now back home.... reality, life and death makes all the nonsense hassle of the day to day so remarkably unimportant... however the small things, details of life are fundamentally important...... we do what we must do....... yes .. not easy .. but we do what we must do..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7951430711496685980?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7951430711496685980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7951430711496685980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-stuff-going-on.html' title='big stuff going on......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1310662612309548684</id><published>2011-03-14T08:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging from Paris</title><content type='html'>It's Monday morning and I have been here in Paris since Thursday evening. We had a really good but hard  meeting on Friday of  the Core Team of SiS Calalyst. The amount of work is potentially overwhelming, I'm seeing this very strongly in my team in Liverpool, and to a lesser degree with my partners. I don't currently feel overwhelmed by it all, but I am beginning to recognize what a huge task I have set myself and others around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then having got to that stage on Friday, I spent Saturday with a slightly different set of people, pulling together, as Coordinator, another big bid for submission by the end of the month. I wrote in an e-mail recently, I must be mad to being doing this, and there were some points when this felt very true.  However, after a day of nearly switching off, mooching round flea markets in Paris with Stephanie, it all feels just about manageable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is very strange to be me.  How I see myself, and how others see me, or more precisely, how I see - others see me, seems to be completely different.  More generally, I suppose this is true for  everybody - that the person  who we are to ourselves, within ourselves, is just not what other people see.  Yes, we live in a world of mirrors but the reflections are interpretations, made by ourselves, not a true representation of what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I have a morning, to write/dictate up the last three days, then this afternoon I'm off for lunch, to meet some people here in Paris and see their project - which is very exciting. Tomorrow I go to Brussels for a meeting of people like me - Coordinator of big EU projects, I am fascinated to see what they look like, I have a feeling they won't look like me.  Then from Brussels to go to Amsterdam then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  me, the inside of me - does 2 things when I look at what I’ve just written – one part of me  looks at this woman travelling around the world and sees an experienced older woman, doing what she thinks is good work -  the other me looks at this woman through the eyes of a child and sees a little girl laughing and dancing with the colours of the rainbow that she sees reflected on the world that she is lucky enough to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow – but goodness knows what anyone else sees!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1310662612309548684?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1310662612309548684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1310662612309548684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/blogging-from-paris.html' title='Blogging from Paris'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6686309801842909088</id><published>2011-03-06T23:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back again...................</title><content type='html'>So another layer of the onion skin removed, going deeper again... back home and still reeling -  mind I've only been home half an hour.... the joy of this house is I'm home and sorted in less than 30 minutes - washing on, bottle in bed and tea brewed - and that's from the airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 4 days dancing, wonderfully deep, heart wrenching exquisite dancing, soul exposing, truthful and  beautiful dancing, open and vulnerable dancing and how more truthful can we be type of dancing................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not the easiest kind of dancing...... not jumping for joy and having a laugh dancing, but all the more special for being what it was... hard... but that's good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK just thought about this - I have the busiest hardest week of my working life and for a break  I go dancing to 'The Edge and Beyond' which was what we did............ I could have had a rest!!! But you know what I'm glad I didn't.. I'm glad I continued to push myself.. both physically and spiritually and it was amazing... danger of superlative overload here... but it was just that amazing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now home, after a wonderful chance meeting with someone I used to know on the plane - a flight of wonderful conversation, followed by a meeting of minds with my taxi driver... so a long day which started on an Andalusian mountain top , waking up early and meditating with the beauty of the place.. we then ate - simply abundant food - ceremonially - and danced between Medicine Circles to complete the work of the previous days and to conclude the work of our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? Well I'm blessed - but anyone who's read the tiniest bit of this blogg know that!! I'm physically very tired.... but still feel really full of energy tonight... I also  am  feeling vulnerable... felt very lost in Malaga airport tonight - big place.. lots of people... very alien - but I know that's where the dance took me - to vulnerability - also know that's it's very brave to be public about this - strong people aren't supposed to be vulnerable - but of course we are - and the more we recognise this the stronger we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of myself, knackered and a bit wobbly!!!  Says it all xxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6686309801842909088?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6686309801842909088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6686309801842909088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-again.html' title='back again...................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8213981935610588152</id><published>2011-03-02T22:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>going dancing.......................</title><content type='html'>........... leaving tomorrow morning early for Malaga then up to the mountains for 4 days of dancing - to the Edge and Beyond..... just what I need. It's been a hard few months and I'm ready to dance - the teacher is 5 Rhythms/Shamanic so I know it wont be easy but it will be ......  going to the Edge and Beyond....... getting excited!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8213981935610588152?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8213981935610588152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8213981935610588152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-dancing.html' title='going dancing.......................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2241597745247129451</id><published>2011-03-01T21:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop blogging..........</title><content type='html'>The turmoil in my life is growing..... know so clearly that I am not on my own - all of us are going through this turmoil.. some more conscious of it than others.. the difference feels a spectrum between fearing/not accepting and embracing change... ..transformational change .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to find the words as this is such a strong feeling/longing.. reality being the day to day.... but the joy of this is that I now work/exist amongst those who understand.. am aware that this also means that I 'operate' with those who must think I am completely bonkers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2241597745247129451?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2241597745247129451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2241597745247129451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/03/cant-stop-blogging.html' title='Can&apos;t stop blogging..........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5806152096557435002</id><published>2011-02-27T20:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:03:07.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Such an exciting weekend....</title><content type='html'>.. and also very emotional, a weekend of real transformation/change  and I had such a wonderful role in it .... just being me .. but so glad that I could physically be here for Becki and her very special Mum and Dad... and also my Mum tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK .. there is a very long story here.... short version my niece Becki and her beautiful toddler, Aidan, moved into their own house this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their stories..... are complex, painful, beautiful yet despite some of the most difficult times... full of love... increasingly recognised... by themselves... by all of us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the most wonderful conversation with my Mum tonight, didn't need to explain, just needed to shed tears of joy, which we did, as I talked about being in  the Supermarket yesterday with Becki and Jimmy .. being blessed by doing something so small as a supermarket shop .. but something so huge as a supermarket shop - Becki's first - feel it's difficult to get the words right and express how special it was to just be there.... Jimmy, Becki and I - extraordinarily special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday night after an amazing week and weekend, very tired..but very alive and full of energy... wow how lucky am I........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5806152096557435002?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5806152096557435002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5806152096557435002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/such-exciting-weekend.html' title='Such an exciting weekend....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7013071659820823898</id><published>2011-02-26T01:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-26T02:00:17.406Z</updated><title type='text'>Made them happy!!!</title><content type='html'>Am pretty exhausted - 3 amazing days and nights, wonderful, yet probably the hardest days work I have ever done.... but what happened was extra-ordinary..... and we did it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late 2.00 - Friday night/Saturday morning - it's been a very very  long day! I was emotional earlier on this evening - as it was not easy..... and sometimes, even though I knew I was doing my best.... it still felt, and I think was, very very hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But - it was absolutely and truly wonderful - Wonder Full!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bufff - so I am joyous... in awe of the people who are now - firmly in my life- 3 days like we have had - we are connected for life!!! I also tied them all up in string at some point - so we all know this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight finished with dancing - which of course it had to and that was also perfect - Alma de Cuba at it's best - deliciously bonkers and scouse... just loved it.... so a euphoric blogg - Rene leaves tomorrow early, then I will pick up Renata for breakfast with Jimmy, then Raul later.... exhausted, joyful and so so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the fact that I did my job - recognised this and was also recognised - and ended up making them all happy....... (though also know some are still confused about what it all means) but hey this was the kick off meeting for a 4 year - ambitious project - hahaha - and yes some of us will be confused, but that's just an opportunity to learn!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7013071659820823898?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7013071659820823898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7013071659820823898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/made-them-happy.html' title='Made them happy!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-5465449984951187550</id><published>2011-02-23T23:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:21:49.995Z</updated><title type='text'>Kicking Off!!!!!</title><content type='html'>...... and we are... 70+ people from around the globe spent this evening taking Children As Change Agents to the next stage ...... of becoming a reality... and it was truly wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty exhausted, woke very early this morning about 4.30 and it's now 20 hours later and I have been talking, listening, recognising , making wonderful reunions and connecting people all day....  I should be exhausted but am not ... flying high - kite like - I will have to stop at some point!!!! But hey maybe not !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the space for everyone tonight.... it was not easy... but I was well prepared, well supported and had only invited those who had the capacity to come with me ... and we did... we went there..... wonderful, natural and the way it was going to be... I am feeling so energised ... I just wanted to dance... I did  earlier on when Rene and I came home, I just had so much energy in my body, it just needed to dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a day of transition as others take steps forward...  and I take steps back...joyful... I know my role - I told them all tonight, my role is to keep them all happy - simplistic but true... it went down very well, I just love this... they understood!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-5465449984951187550?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5465449984951187550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/5465449984951187550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/kicking-off.html' title='Kicking Off!!!!!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3105432015958887360</id><published>2011-02-21T23:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T00:11:55.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Energy..................</title><content type='html'>Have an amazing amount of energy at the moment.... I woke up at 4.30 this morning - didn't get up for a couple of hours but was happily awake, had a very busy day at work, danced for 2 hours, talked to Rene and others and it's now after midnight and I am absolutely wide awake... never felt so alive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not certain what's going on here.. but this is quite normal for me ... though it doesn't actually feel 'normal'... feels good and really quite wonderful... but it doesn't feel normal!!! Not certain what normal is any more... the more I learn, the more I understand, and the more I know I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could just be that this is such an exciting week... people arriving, feels like an great big party is about to start... which is good. Could be I'm connecting to other energies around me, could be all sorts of stuff... and hey probably is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3105432015958887360?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3105432015958887360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3105432015958887360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/energy.html' title='Energy..................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8994792400969810791</id><published>2011-02-19T13:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T14:12:23.205Z</updated><title type='text'>Excitement mounting.....................</title><content type='html'>.... I have a really strong feeling of fluttering emptiness in the pit of my stomach and an amazing warmth in my heart area as I really begin to think about next week. 50 plus people from around the world will be here in Liverpool to start making Children As Change Agents a reality - this is just so exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful  - and reflecting on this - I can feel my whole body reacting to this - shivers of excitement - making my finger tips tingle and me smile so broadly - that I think I must look pretty bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am actually living this beautiful broad smile - well what on earth does that mean?  Well I see this  beaming smile is an indicator of my happiness.... the visible part of my body - the smile externally reflecting the love and joy that my mind and my soul jointly know. I am just so very very happy. I am also just so alive - glowing with life and surrounded by ideas swirling around me, playing peek a boo with me, joyfully waiting to come out and play!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I am sounding increasingly crazy here - it is 1.30 in the afternoon - I am writing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogg&lt;/span&gt; whilst I wait for Rene to arrive. She set off from Montana yesterday and three flights later she missed her connection in Amsterdam. She's so close I can almost feel her with me and I think this is a big shiver within my excitement of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rene and I met a few years ago and actually only talked very briefly a couple of times, though once in particular was a very deep conversation. But when Chris died I turned to her, amazing, the other side of the world, and she was so there for me... my Soul Sister, we are just connected. I think she was the first person I recognised as having a strong soul connection with, which meant that we didn't need to talk, even to know each other, to know we are totally connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Rene I have a growing number of sisters and daughters that I am so connected with. There are also men that I know I have a soul connection with, but I haven't yet found the words to describe these relationships.... I find connecting with men is more complicated because connections generate a lot of energy and this can be confused with sexual energy.. or maybe it is the same - I don't know... I do know there is a growing number of lovely men in my life, some of whom I do feel a very strong connection with. But I also know I only talk really  openly with  3 or 4 of them about recognising this connection, maybe I just should start calling them Soul Brothers though there are a couple I would prefer to call Soul Lovers though! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bufff&lt;/span&gt;!!! Can't believe I'm writing this on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogg&lt;/span&gt; - but hey I have no fear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rene will be here in a couple of hours, I am cooking a chicken in lemon and butter, and have made some leek and potato soup and there I have some bread rolls rising, I have made up my spare bedroom and think I am just so ready for her arrival. Number 1, to be followed by the others during the week. Wow I am still so amazed that we are now doing this - back to excitement.... OK be practical.... I'll do some ironing and clean the bathroom!! The small things are important........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8994792400969810791?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8994792400969810791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8994792400969810791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/excitement-mounting.html' title='Excitement mounting.....................'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2077868332405134446</id><published>2011-02-13T22:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:49:42.292Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>A lot of strong whirling and swirling movement around me at the moment - on reflection not just me - the World....... swirling/whirling...... not certain how to describe it..... it's everything that I/We know, but changing and more so... I have a very strong feeling of rightness/OKness/joy but also a feeling of ... uncertainty/ expectation/ growing excitement which on reflection is wonderful... but it is also making me a bit 'twitchy'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much change..........like a huge big roller coaster wave ... wonderful and powerful and 'right' but WOW!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - lazy Sunday in my lovely little flat - not been out of the door - mind I didn't get up until really late cos I was out dancing last night... I LOVE DANCING.. I was at a party early with Vanessa, the DJ, when she was doing the sound check and I danced on my own in the empty space... joyfully... gloriously... wonderfully.... childlike... I have decided the older and wiser I get, the more childlike I get - it is just such the right place to be... especially as I now coordinate Children as Change Agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about this though, what do we mean by 'childlike'? - to call someone childish is to probably to insult them! But to look at life through the eyes of a child is extraordinarily truthful, clear and beautiful... and our grief is that we have forgotten how to do this.....I have a strap line for the project, which I have yet to be public about, but am working towards, which is: 'Things we Grown Ups have forgotten.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday night, joyful, childlike and tired.... way to be xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f841f22edc29dae2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df841f22edc29dae2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331558180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FE6A3707B9F2BF806691BD131FC5F7BD08FB5D6.44C5AAF648087411869898707D9B3AF7604D12D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df841f22edc29dae2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-a7y8hNt9XEg7EFEMjlJvm2XQZE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df841f22edc29dae2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331558180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FE6A3707B9F2BF806691BD131FC5F7BD08FB5D6.44C5AAF648087411869898707D9B3AF7604D12D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df841f22edc29dae2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-a7y8hNt9XEg7EFEMjlJvm2XQZE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2077868332405134446?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2077868332405134446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2077868332405134446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-369710304065252713</id><published>2011-02-06T18:59:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-02-06T20:24:48.892Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SiS Catalyst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children as Change Agents'/><title type='text'>Decisions about the future...............</title><content type='html'>When I start writing a blogg - I start with the Title: **** and often it takes me by surprise.... like just now... as I don't really think through what I'm going to reflect on... just go with the flow... but this title is significant as I hadn't really realised that I had made decisions about the future!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's all this about then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm very joyful and also very knackered... both absolutely related to being in Vienna most of the week, very long days and very short nights. I have also had a lovely day cooking chicken soup for my parents and visiting with Jimmy, glowing with love as my Dad had 4 bowls of soup - how special is that - he said I had put too much chili in it - but I think the fact that he ate 4 bowls meant he enjoyed it a lot!! He was in very good form, he was able to hear more and clearly enjoyed us being there - talking and  laughing - he doesn't laugh a lot now, as life is really really hard for him most of the time. My Mum was also in good form and we were HAPPY, which was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this relates to my decision about the future and several overlapping conversations and reflections over the last few days and last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so where am I now... well the Coordinator of this huge project, 4 years, over 4 million Euros, partners and advisers all over the world..... and it has now started to become a reality. The meeting in Vienna was the start........ so after 18 months of writing the bid, with wonderful support and definitely not on my own, negotiating it to the next stage, a very difficult and complex process.... I was in a room of 20 plus people, about a third of the whole consortium... a pretty posh room in the University of Vienna, with this wonderful group of people, some I know well, some I have met briefly and some not at all ... but together we were starting to make Children As Change Agents a reality..... Wow Wow Wow.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived, talked, slept, dreamt this project for so long and now it's a room full of people: wonderful, inspiring, exciting and excited people, turning ideas and thoughts into a global reality....... how fantastic is that!!!!! No wonder I am as high as a kite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Spanish the word 'crear' is to create and the word 'creer' is to believe - remarkably similar and I create/believe -  'creo' is the same. This seems very appropriate for where I am right now - creating and believing. I haven't got Hector to discuss this with any more, as he's now in India, and I haven't got my act together to get another Spanish teacher - I am also away so much ... and I do feel I am  forgetting my Spanish..... I do need to do something about that - but that's a different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Children As Change Agents for Science and Society - is beginning to take shape and move beyond conscious thoughts into the real world... we are now making it happen!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is my decision?  Well over the last couple of weeks I have been, and not on my own, wrestling with the question - what are the Roles and Responsibilities of the 10 Work Package Leader, the 16 Partners, 3 Partner/Advisers, 15 Advisers and 2 Informal Advisers!!! - but also crucially for me 'What is the role of the Coordinator?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I now know what the Role of the Coordinator is - and it is very simple and directly links back to my lunch with my parent... my Role is just to make sure that everyone is HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually blissfully simple and glaringly obvious, though I think it will test my skills and wisdom, but if everyone is happy, then it will all work perfectly. So my role as Coordinator  is to ensure that all of these wonderful people, from all around the world, are HAPPY doing what is required for them to do - their bit of the jigsaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and of course the secret of happiness is attention to detail - the importance of the small things....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-369710304065252713?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/369710304065252713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/369710304065252713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/02/decisions-about-future.html' title='Decisions about the future...............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7794368501320436167</id><published>2011-01-29T20:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-30T10:16:14.489Z</updated><title type='text'>Making marmalade....</title><content type='html'>.... it has been a poignant and beautiful day......... making marmalade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a day long coming, discussions about making marmalade have been going for over a year and today Jimmy and I went and symbolically made marmalade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have always made marmalade and bramble jelly - can´t really remember any other jams being made, but throughout my childhood the rituals of making marmalade in January/February and bramble jelly in August/September were very closely observed leading to jars of both always being there for breakfast for the rest of the year. Even after we left home, we would be given jars when we visited or were visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my parents now 90 and 93 have continued to make marmalade every year.... bramble jelly involves hedgerow brambling and this has not been on for them for a few years ... and marmalade has been getting harder and harder as their frailty made it very difficult. The prospect of super-hot pans were very worrying from a distance - Rob taking a watching brief the last couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However at Christmas it emerged that my Father felt, strongly, that although Rob had been around he hadn't really understood how to make marmalade properly! So it was agreed that I would help them make marmalade this year in order to learn how it should be done. I had helped as a child/teenager but on a 'do this/that' basis... though with fond memories - which were there today for me... how blessed am I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However back to the story... my parents being my parents, didn't wait for me and have made 2 lots on their own already this year - amazing - anyway the first lot was hard and the second lot was a bit of a disaster, and obviously caused upset with half the oranges being unused. This was my opportunity to insist that I really wanted to learn how to make marmalade and that these should be saved until I could go over. The first time was today and I went, wonderfully accompanied by Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and we made marmalade - as instructed by my beautiful frail and increasingly sleeping father.. he is holding on because he still has things to do for my mother - like being there - staying alive - but he is so tired, he is sleeping increasingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum is being so strong - recognising - though forgetting - she now knows and can talk about him staying alive for her - she's not ready to go - driving the car and swimming 35 lengths every morning... but she also knows and can talk - but with care and love - that her world is his world - their shared world of over 65 years... buff..... she recognises this dependence but she is so amazingly strong - despite fighting with her memory and her fear...... what an amazingly wonderful woman my Mother is...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and their shared world includes making marmalade!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jimmy and I went over early, and made marmalade ... my Father was very insistent on the right way of doing things - he was passing on a legacy - my Mother recognising this - and went to the front room - leaving us alone with Dad - a rare and special concession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructions were spoken with difficulty - and Jimmy and I muddled along - wrong type of oranges, too many, not enough/too much sugar, wrong sequence of things, uncertainty of what we were supposed to be doing, not helped by me cutting my thumb on one of my Father's razor sharp knifes quite early on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we made wonderful marmalade... beautiful generationally bonding, memory legacy, re-affirming joyous jam!!!! My Mum said to Jimmy .... when you're an old man making marmalade - you'll remember making it for the first time at your long dead grand-parents home.... buffffff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unspoken was..... that they will never make marmalade again.......  bufff... grief needs to be recognised but not dwelt in.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7794368501320436167?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7794368501320436167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7794368501320436167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-marmalade.html' title='Making marmalade....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-6187315842013937046</id><published>2011-01-23T21:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:11:49.389Z</updated><title type='text'>bit knackered...</title><content type='html'>....which is not surprising as I danced until after 5.30 in the morning and have been awake since 8.30  - dozed briefly on the train back from London - but actually I think I do have quite an impressive amount of stamina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to London for a party on a barge and slept, briefly in a houseboat, along with a load of others -  bit of an old hippy as my boys would have it - wore my new and delicious purple velvet corset - had to get tied into it - not something you can put on yourself - just loved the party it was truly magical - I danced with joy much of the night - only knew one person there - to start with - but we are a relatively new but very very strong connection - so didn't hesitate to go - and quite rightly - absolutely had a ball -though I did fall asleep and snore - gently I hope - before the party finished at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a slice of my life - just going for it - treasuring the richness of people in my life - so many powerful connections. Just following the connections................ This is not just in my personal life but also professionally... just following the connections...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back and had Becki round for tea which was lovely, as I haven't spent time alone with her for a bit and there has been a huge amount going on in her life - so that was very special - then have been uploading Jimmy's birthday present - over 200 songs - his Father's son - diverse genres of music across a range of decades, countries etc. He put them together - selected and ordered - just for me - how special is that! Paul and Sue they are on your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work quite full-on at the moment - off to Brussels this week - hopefully to finalise SiS Catalyst - though I have had to start the details of delivery - quite a complex game - but deeply enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my weekend was - did the quiz via Skype with my 3 sons on Saturday before going to an all night party in London - getting home to eat a lovely dinner with my beautiful niece followed by several hours of listening to new music - selected just for me by my youngest son - soon it will be time for  some sleep - tomorrow being another day - and of course Monday - dancing! Wow wow wow - how blessed am I???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-6187315842013937046?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6187315842013937046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/6187315842013937046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/bit-knackered.html' title='bit knackered...'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1209411999241778980</id><published>2011-01-16T21:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:53:49.687Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, synergies and connections...</title><content type='html'>Came back from Ireland this afternoon - again! - but this time from Belfast - having been in the North and the South for several days.... lovely, lovely weekend topped off a very busy and extraordinary couple of days working in Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is truly extraordinary..... as I didn't arrange anything yet found myself in the right place, really connecting with the right people with the flow of ideas and creativity visibly streaming and whirling around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding this happening increasingly.... not 'making' anything happen, just 'being' and then going with the flow..... it is strange and very beautiful, with the synergy and linkages between things and people... just being there..... effortlessly. They are also so very inter-connected, leading on seamlessly one from another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example people say 'How come your son lives in Croatia?'....and the answer is a story... which weaves in and out of coincidences and 'opportunism' - 'going through doors' as they appear in our lives. I say 'our' lives as I'm not the only one doing this, the people I connect with are also doing the same thing.... 'going through doors' as they open up in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the first birthday weekend, my birthday falls on Wednesday, shared by another birthday girl (Tuesday) a joyous weekend of laughter, wonderful food, picnics in the rain, the Giant Causeway at dusk/in the dark, long conversations and a house just made for cloud watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a birthday week... will be busy, as I have a lot to do at the moment, but feel refreshed though quite tired tonight... and then the second birthday weekend in London.... a party on a narrow boat, but who's or where - I have no idea - looking forward to that! An example of my life at the moment, going through a door without knowing where it will lead to, who or what is on the other side..... but hey isn't life just so exciting!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1209411999241778980?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1209411999241778980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1209411999241778980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthdays-synergies-and-connections.html' title='Birthdays, synergies and connections...'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3769348863462404023</id><published>2011-01-09T22:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:05:20.916Z</updated><title type='text'>shedding fear and having faith!</title><content type='html'>..........well have been shedding fear for a while now, increasingly recognising it´s negativity, being 'fearless' being a recurring theme in this blogg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having faith is different - but an absolutely logical next step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a wonderful and anticipated conversation - love it - being the amazingly blessed person that I am - I talk to so many people - increasingly about my spiritual journey - all of these conversations are so important - because learning only happens when you communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there is one person that I talk to - who let's me talk/listens to me in such a way as to let me listen to myself - then to answer my own questions. He listens with an understanding and reassurance that lets me know that I knew it anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a wonderful conversation, building on three others this evening and an amazing weekend in Ireland. Going deep into ceremony, play, talking, listening and learning - and amazing food, good company and laughter  - beautiful - but also the opportunity for growth - through - difficult to know how to describe it ... through consciously living... way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the consequence of this richness is a powerful and heady cocktail..... of pure joy, lack of fear and a growing understanding of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the word of the week- COMPASSION - not an easy one by any means - but fundamental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my conversations and learning of last few day have a growing understanding of the truth and importance of compassion - it is this that I have faith in - the most important thing in life! That was a conversation of several months ago which tonight made so much sense... buff learning - fantastic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the over-riding thought that is coming through all of these ....... is the need to have compassion for everyone - and that  includes myself/yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3769348863462404023?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3769348863462404023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3769348863462404023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/shedding-fear-and-having-faith.html' title='shedding fear and having faith!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-8907510731470921729</id><published>2011-01-05T20:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:13:47.141Z</updated><title type='text'>Back home.........</title><content type='html'>................ though not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully refreshed after a week of Spanish food, company and family..... back at work but as someone commented on my Facebook last week - 'You are always on holiday!!!!' ... and he's right my life is so happy, it's like always being on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how I got here though - at what point did my life become a permanent holiday..... it is very strange to make the link with Chris's death - as this was the very worst thing that could and did happen in my life - but my current attitude to life - which is that every second is wonderful and must be treasured and enjoyed - as if you are on holiday - this way of thinking can be traced back to Chris's death.... and I suppose recorded in this blogg. When I was in Spain I went back over the last 4 years New Year bloggs and wow I have come a long way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....started this yesterday but then got talking to people and never finished it...... another day and still smiling... but and it's a big but... I am also aware of grief... felt it strongly earlier on tonight... recognised it ... went there.... but then moved on... talked about it just now... the recognition of grief is really important, but recognising it does not mean dwelling on it, or nurturing it in any way... it means just saying ... "Yes grief I see you... I recognise you but that's it." Well that's that now back to the holiday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-8907510731470921729?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8907510731470921729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/8907510731470921729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-home.html' title='Back home.........'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7404640475973008740</id><published>2011-01-02T07:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-02T08:06:39.413Z</updated><title type='text'>Ano nuevo!</title><content type='html'>The new year was well celebrated amidst much grape eating and laughter - it is a real joy to be here for so many reasons. I have had a heavy cold which made me slightly feverish and very sleepy.... and I have maximised the siestas wonderfully, waking up to yet more beautiful food and company.... I have felt very indulgent, relishing and immersing myself totally in the luxury of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also talked deeply with my sons which has felt very special as well - Rob and I reflected on our lives since Chris died and he talked to me - for the first time - of his fight with depression - I am still charged with emotion after that - the enormity of his journey shared.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also talked of our futures, his now in Croatia for the next year and then ..... anywhere - fantastic - also through the wonder of technology - communicating with others around the world - being in Spain and very aware of Hector being in India - magic..Talking - and understanding much Spanish - his gift to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another couple of days then home - briefly! My wonderful life,,,,, I am so  very blessed and so happy - to be here - to be alive to be starting the year 2011 in peace - my open heart sends a blessing to you - thank you for reading this - with love xxxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7404640475973008740?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7404640475973008740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7404640475973008740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2011/01/ano-nuevo.html' title='Ano nuevo!'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-1359060851628639518</id><published>2010-12-30T23:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T05:29:58.830Z</updated><title type='text'>Gijon......</title><content type='html'>....and it is amazing .... to be here .... to be part of this family - I'm with Alex,  Lara and Rob.... we no longer have a family home ... and only two of us live in Liverpool - when we are there - so it seems very right  and natural to  be as a family in Spain - though what is also amazing is that I have been here - in family - four other times in last two weeks in Croatia, Slovenia, Liverpool and at my parents in Cheshire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of connectivity is so strong and  so special ... and growing .... we are part of the family of the future.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-1359060851628639518?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1359060851628639518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/1359060851628639518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/gijon.html' title='Gijon......'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-573219754619627094</id><published>2010-12-26T12:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-02T08:10:54.465Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>Am sat in my parents front room whilst my three boys do a crossword with my Mother and my Father dozes. A wonderful family Christmas with my Mother glowing with happiness as her big grandsons joke and tease around her. My Father absolutely on top of everything including the cricket scores, whilst my Mother remembers and forgets in equal measure..... My Father's frailty more obvious, but his attention to detail wonderful, making us grapefruit at 4.30 in the morning as he didn't do it earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a flock of long tailed tits in the garden and my  Mother has come and sat next to me to watch them. Time to go........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-573219754619627094?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/573219754619627094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/573219754619627094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-3954885701084307146</id><published>2010-12-22T22:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:49:35.747Z</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful evening....</title><content type='html'>... and it was - just that - a truly wonderful evening - magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had arranged to meet Gilly tonight with Jim and Alex, as we go to my parents tomorrow and I only came back on Monday...... anyway it ended up -  unexpectedly - as Gilly, Vanessa, Jimmy, Alex, Aziz, Jamal and Perri and I having a really great night out - we went to Chili Banana - and the boys were just so funny, all of them just playing off against each other, laughing, joyful, teasing, beautifully witty at each other's expense ... just being themselves, knowing each other so well, being open and honest and just so funny....wonderful young people... and when we weren't laughing we were all talking........ honest and heartfelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real sense of family, touching base with Chris and Heff, recognising and appreciating shared history ... being us.. and enjoying every second of it.. way to live... wonderful!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-3954885701084307146?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3954885701084307146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/3954885701084307146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/wonderful-evening.html' title='Wonderful evening....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-4137911009346830458</id><published>2010-12-20T22:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:37:46.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Varazdin, Velenje and now home....</title><content type='html'>.... and wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still so utterly amazed at the connectivity of it all - I saw, and watched a webcam in 1999.... http://cip.foi.hr/index.php/foi-web-cam  before we went on our first holiday to Croatia ....  and now I am officially part of the FOI, I have been given only their second Charter as Friend of FOI - when I spoke on receiving this - I said - 11 years ago I saw a web cam and now you honour me like this ... and my life is so intrinsically wrapped up in Varazdin with work etc ..... but also my son now lives here!!!! Wow wow wow.. extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go onto to Velenje - to my Slovenian sister - we discussed this - how did this happen?? But our lives, our children's lives - Jimmy came with me, Jan was there... they already know each other so well etc etc .... we just know and connect so much with each other - so Varazdin and Velenje are about an hour and half drive away from each other, in two countries (though with a shared history - not always easy) yet I know both of these from different routes - how absolutely amazing is this... no it was just meant to be.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... bufffff - so didn't get back in time for the dancing party ... but I had such a beautiul dance in Varazdin..... just glowing with love and life.... I know ... but I just have to write it - how blessed am I?..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-4137911009346830458?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4137911009346830458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/4137911009346830458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/varazdin-velenje-and-now-home.html' title='Varazdin, Velenje and now home....'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-2612982504178070559</id><published>2010-12-12T21:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:12:17.188Z</updated><title type='text'>So much seems to be happening...............</title><content type='html'>............on so many levels but particularly in my spiritual journey. It has been a  roller coaster of a week and I have had huge highs and lows. It feels like I am veering  between poles, oscillating between extremes of .... emotion... not quite emotion - I wrote in an email to a friend last week - 'I veer between a beautiful certainty and a huge void of not knowing anything' and I have been thinking about this, at the back of my mind all week, and I suppose it is exactly where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'huge certainty' is growing, it is becoming clearer and much more defined, it is becoming real. The huge void of 'not knowing anything' is the trough between the waves, and as the waves build up increasing in momentum....... the crests are becoming higher, wilder, fiercer and even more bedecked with white horses, whilst the troughs continue in between...... plateaus of stillness,  of taking breath.... they are also actually really beautiful ... and maybe need to be just that -  points of stillness before the next wave, rather than voids of not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and so I think this is where I am - after a very reflective peaceful day, I have meditated a lot today and given myself the time to  be and to read etc  as a consequence I sit here now in a state of huge and wonderfully beautiful certainty! Maybe I should just spend my life meditating - it just fills me with joy..... but I live in the real world... and I suppose I'm back to waves again.... only this time the trough is the 'beautiful certainty' and the real world the 'white horse bedecked wave' - wow - could be right!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-2612982504178070559?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2612982504178070559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/2612982504178070559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-much-seems-to-be-happening.html' title='So much seems to be happening...............'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35335241.post-7101463153235746826</id><published>2010-12-05T20:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-05T20:26:37.246Z</updated><title type='text'>post script..</title><content type='html'>.. and of course Chris as a consequence had no fear of death.. what a wonderful teacher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35335241-7101463153235746826?l=chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7101463153235746826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35335241/posts/default/7101463153235746826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrisjenkinsalovelyman.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-script.html' title='post script..'/><author><name>Tricia Alegra Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08277571684195477654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_-2p48t88k/Tevjxqn4XkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CM0KzGdH-uU/s220/photo%2B%252813%2529.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
