Australia Day 26th January, 2011

Australia Day celebrates the first settlement, in Australia in 1778, when on January 26, 11 ships arrived from Great Britain at Port Jackson (Sydney Harbour), led by Captain Arthur Philip, who went onto established the Colony of New South Wales

Australia day was first celebrated in 1818 by the Governor of Australia.
It  is a day of celebrations by Australians of their country and culture, held on 26th January every year.

It is a public holiday in all states and territories.
The Australian of the Year Awards are presented to Australians who have made an outstanding contribution to their country or community.
Citizenship ceremonies are held on Australia Day to welcome immigrants  who have been granted Australian citizenship.

So, to all my Australian mates: “G’day” and “Onya mate”

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Aging ungracefully?

That’s my plan. BUT I do believe that people who think that they were somewhat younger than they really were, have the tendency to remain so.
PS – I am only 23 really, but don’t tell please

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Right State of Mind Can Help  One To Age Gracefully

The ageing process is something that everyone has to deal with at some point in time, however it is not always a pleasant phase for all. This is due to the fact that the ageing process is not viewed as the best phase of one’s life. Nevertheless, latest research has shown that ageing gracefully is merely a state of mind, not the result of chemicals or medications, as the majority of people believe. This recent piece of information has demonstrated that growing old is all a process and putting all our energy in fighting it back might not be more beneficial after all.

This is founded on studies that were carried out over the last decade whereby one hundred test subjects were observed for ten full years of their life. All throughout this period, the varied economical and social issues were considered in addition to the medical issues, comprising of medications consumed etc.

From the research, it was revealed that the persons who thought that they were somewhat younger than they really were, had the tendency to remain so and as they result they aged more gracefully compared to the others over the decade.

On the contrary, the persons who kept on fighting against their growing age with the help of cosmetics, medications and so on, aged in a much less graceful way. By making use of a particular scale, the researched were utilizing a set of numbers to decide how old a particular individual appear based on their real age.

Once the information was tabularized, it was concluded that those that the people who did not give much credibility to the thought of ageing and instead simply lived their lives seem much less aged than the other persons who thought otherwise.

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Do You Know Better now

A quote from my friend Isabelle. I like it! It is so true.

image“Nobody knows the age of the human race, but everybody agrees that it is old enough to know better”

~ Isabelle Aubé

Creation

I was in conversation with Jo recently and she sent me a copy of her poem.
She said
“It was really strange how the poem came to me.  It was about 15 years ago. I woke up at 4am scribbled it down and went back to sleep.  It won an international poetry competition. “

Jo Dean lives on the Isle of Man and wrote her first novel ‘Forty Not Famous’ when she moved back to the Island in 2002.
Whilst Jo stresses that all of her characters are fictional, she admits that many people she has known have provided inspiration for her work.
We all know a ‘Charlie’ or a ‘Henrietta’ and I am sure we have all met a ‘Mr Wrong’ or even a ‘Mr Wrong Again.’

Jo with family friend Chris De Burgh

 

Creation

I am drawn from other people’s images;
the fleeting touches
of those passing
through my existence,
leaving traces of their expressions
etched upon my face.

Some are butterfly wings
gently caressing my dreams,
others knife wounds
leaving scars of truth
which frequently weep
and cannot be grafted
by new experience.

I am painted and masked
with the foundation
of my dreams;
sprinkled with a collage
of dust streaked
with desire;
daubed from
a hardened palette.

The watercolours of my life
are washed over
in layers of moonshine,
starlight and cobalt blue;
until they seep into rainbows
and the canvas of tomorrow
is painted from a million todays.

by Jo Grey

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