The world around and in you

There are many different ways of looking at the world. All come from within. Your perceptions and how you interpret and react to the world around you determines how you view it and your enjoyment of it.

There’s an example I like to use to illustrate this based on two people I met on my travels.

The first was a lady I met in New Zealand. She was on a package holiday whereas I was winging it going in whatever direction I felt next. We ran into each other on a Maori farm on the north island in an area known as the bay of plenty.

She told me that she had broken her (non dominant) wrist in a sporting accident and couldn’t wait to get home. She was going through the motions living each remaining day of her holiday but enjoying none of it. She hated this country, the people, the food, everything. She just wanted to get back home.

This wasn’t how she had felt before the accident, she was having the time of her life. That all changed however since the accident.


The second was a young man I met in a youth hostel in Sydney Australia. He was on the phone to his mum when we met. She was crying. Afterwards he explained how he and his mates came out here, bought a cheap van, surfboards, and the gear they needed and just travelled the coast surfing and partying. Then that very morning someone had stolen the van and all his possessions including his passport. He told me that everyone couldn’t have been more helpful and he has papers to get back home. He was as happy as can be. “I loved every minute dude” he told me. “It’s been a blast, an amazing holiday”. “Ok so all my stuff is gone and all my photos but they can’t take what’s up here” he said pointing to his head. His mum was upset for him but this guy was so chilled.

Both fellow travellers had suffered a major setback, a traumatic event. Yet while the first had chosen to view everything negatively, the second had chosen the opposite, to remember the fun times. After all it’s just stuff and that can be replaced. He did not let life get him down and he was a better person because of it.

Only you can control how the world around you affects you.

Why Wild Rain

Thoughts and ideas swirl around in my head constantly. I can’t seem to turn it off. I’ve tried meditation, going for long walks, and just listening to music. Yet the noise in my head is ever present, like a wild rain.

I discovered that journaling was a great way to clear my mind. The very act of writing down my thoughts and ideas would instantly bring relief. It felt like an overflowing water butt leaking from the lid and then someone opened up the tap to fill a watering can. The purpose of the butt being realised: to collect and dispense rain water. The pressure relieved.

Wild Rain is my digital journal of thoughts and ideas that swirl around in my head before being poured into this digital repository for me to play with, edit, refine and then.. forget. Returning only when the pressure builds up again.

I’ve learned that if you leave too many thoughts and ideas in your head for too long then new ones don’t happen. It’s like your brain is waiting for you to action them. Saying “Hey I thought of these great ideas, now it’s over to you to do something with them”. Writing them down feels like they’ve been addressed, now the brain is free to think about something new. Content in the knowledge that whatever it thinks about will be processed later.