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Celebrating My Gramp’s Life

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My Gramp had a wonderful send off yesterday the night before we said our goodbyes at the chapel of rest. He looked serene and calm in blue. I touched his face for the last time his skin soft and his hair the texture of snow. The next day we went to Oxford Crematorium to pay our respects and celebrate his life.

I firmly believe that in order to go to a funeral you must have known the person on a superficial level and that you aren’t there for your own selfish agenda to cleanse your sins of not being there while they were living, treating them poorly in life and making it all about you it is the ultimate hypocrisy.

I am so glad it was a celebration of his character, ethos, humour and outlook.

Gramp was a kindly fellow who cared deeply for his friends and family and would spread his kindness to those who took time to get to know him. He was funny, serious, charming, witty and above all loyal. He took shit and as another friend said made sculptures out of them from the people who decided to damage his character by spreading rumours to the verbal tirades he always knew who he was and carried being true to himself thats is what I loved about Gramp he loved life.  xx

Paul Isaacs 2017


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Being Thankful For My Parents

Mum and Dad Early 80s

Please note this is from a personal perspective

It may sound like a cliche in many ways to create a blog with a title such as “Thankful for my parents”  but that is how I feel I know that many people may not for many reasons feel the same as me and that is fine.

I am thankful for them because they  have given me good boundaries, have treated me as a human being then growing up as an infant, teenager and now as an adult, they do not let my disability “define the whole package” (I have written many a blog about that subject), guided me to know that failure and being wrong is normal part of life, to accept and take responsibility for both positive and negative actions, to help people who need it, to always be truthful and be true to yourselves.

I value their sage wisdom as many of these “mantras” and “life skills” come from past mistakes and “failures” but as my parents have noted failures are the fruits of success and success comes in many different forms as example setters for us all.

Paul Isaacs 2016

 


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When Your Father Has Cancer And Life Is Comprised It Puts Things In Perspective.

20160708_194624My Dad is a foundation of why I do not wallow in self pity for too long, he is a trooper with a good sense  humour and a positive  outlook on life itself, for five years he has been in constant pain due to his leukaemia and graft vs host disease.

I am constantly reminded not only of the fragility of someones mortality but also the inner positivism of the human spirit, he seldom moans, complains or feels sorry for himself he is always pushing himself to the limit supporting the family as and when needed.

He takes 90 tablets a week all to aid his fragile immune system and he has weekly checkups and is on a high dose of steroids and has blood cleaning once a week also.

He is tired a lot with pain or high and emotionally unbalanced due to the psychological fallout of having a high dose of steroids. I am glad he is still with us and I am so glad I can spend time with him we support each other he is a practical, down to earth man, takes no bullshit and shoots from the hip. I respect his worldly wise advice giving  good foundation for accepting failure as normal, taking ownership of situations and humility. He is highly spiritual.

His life may well be shortened  but he is adamant to live it to the full. 🙂 I think we could all learn from this.

Paul Isaacs 2016

 


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Abuse, Identity & Not Being an “Object”

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I can remember flashbacks, the terror, the feeling of being small,  worthless, subjected and cold this happened not that long ago as the thousand yard stare raised its ugly head from the fold. The realisation that something happened to me in my past which was buried under years of dissociation and memory based fragmentation a memory of an event at the heart strung up by a mass of tangled spider’s webs it truly was the widow of the web at its heart, her dark secret and revelation

Face To Face With The Reality Of The Past

A sad realisation of one incident which was sexual abuse is not an easy task to talk about in any forum I was 16 years old when it happened, but if it can help one person then in many ways my job is done. I decided to deal with this one alone to me I needed no therapy or endless talks about the what’s and the why’s etc, I went to the source it is near to me so I took that step on to hallowed ground with memories ripe or which I could remember soundly. This was a cleansing  exercise and I was going to sweat this one out.

Looking Forward

Like some sort of scene in a movie I was there alone. I found the place I patterned it out and looked, simple just looked at the door that is all I needed to do I stood there for a few minutes nor more no less and made my peace with the past I had to because I knew if I didn’t this would eat me up inside.

Many A Road To “Rome”

Has this on a subconscious level had an effect on my personality? behaviour patterns, triggers and is apart of the package of my “fruit salad” I would say yes it has may I would have been a less vigilant person, a less closed person in some areas of my life. I have learnt that I will not let this mould me but I shall mould it and if that is the road to tranquillity I shall take it. I am no one’s victim.

I Am Person 

Some people may think because of the nature of the work I do that I am detached, not accustomed to feeling out control, feel sadness, anger, confusion or despair I have got news for you. I am a person – when you cut me I shall bleed.

I don’t mind disagreement, I don’t mind people coming into my life and out again (if they wish), I don’t mind people  deciding to not to be my my friend (they have their own path to lead), I don’t mind disagreement, I don’t mind anger or venom spilled in my direction, I don’t mind a lot of things believe it or not. Just as long as with me you know that any judgement is NOT made prior to knowing because that is when one fills up bullshit loaded with assumptions and preconceptions.

I wish you well in your ongoing journeys. I would rather pave a road full of positivism and compassion than a road full of gold and greed. 🙂

Paul Isaacs 2016


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When People Have Cancer And Others Are So Selfish

Dad 2012Think About This?  

I like this a lot me Dad gets this all the the time you “look well”, “you seem well”, “you look ok”, “you look healthy” or the best on “you can take a tablet for that?” well when my Dad is

  • In Perssiant pain
  • Fatigue
  • Depression
  • Reacting to drugs on a daily basis
  • Blood infusions (cleaing his blood) on weekly basis
  • Muscles that tighten on a weekly basis
  • Soft tissue that is so damaged that he has scarring on his lungs
  • Graft vs host disease that leaves him in pain and fatigue
  • Nearly dying in hospital on five separate occlusions
  • Leukaemia that effects his auto-immune system and has done for over 6 years

Then maybe just maybe will people think about my Dad ‘s or our family’s reality? Rather than ignoring him on the street or where he lives (yes that has happened on more than once) even if you don’t speak to him. don’t be so selfish, narcissistic and ignorant to think that everything is going to be on your terms and is always about you.

My Dad is a humble, easy-going, socially accepting man and is still a very positive man despite the difficulties listed above. 🙂

What is Sick Supposed To Look Like Anyways? Video Link 

Paul Isaacs 2016


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Getting Back Together

Finding my feet on the ground is something that I feel has helped me in the long run, thinking the moment, feeling in the moment, trusting ones self, owning one’s faults, owns own autonomy and of course others, to be selfless. I have been grounded (or grounding in process) for well over a year and feel much better for it and it has giving me fresher my clearer perspectives on many different areas of my life and others.

Paul Isaacs 2016


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Think For A Moment? Could Life Be More Balanced?

What is life? But a matter of objective? subjective? Or maybe something more deeper? I wonder is life really meant to be complex? Or is that the way in which people perceive and react to one another that makes it so? Maybe barriers have blinded our minds to make quick thoughts about islands of people we live amongst? People don’t know people but are obliged to talk about them with deep motives, follow your heart not what you see on news or read in the newspaper.

Humans don’t need to be cynical, edged with tyranny. Yes we too profoundly hold dear idols in both statue and human form who confirm and are to do with such things look back in history, look to the now for is woven the future.

Paul Isaacs 2016