By Bernie Wimbush

A long time ago I met a fellow who was a motivational speaker. I heard him talk and he was a real entertainer. He told me of a series of talks that he set up in the outback of Australia.

Just to give you some background, this land of Australia is a big one. In area, it’s similar to the USA but with 10% of that country’s population. In fact LA has more people than Australia. For the English, an area the size of England in the Southwest where I live has 3 million and if we go to central Australia it could be as low as 1000. It is due to low rainfall, so farms are large, some bigger than some smaller European countries. Hence towns are far apart and the local pub is the focus for entertainment in many communities.

The plan was to speak at one pub, then fly on to the next and so forth. Simple plan, only complicated by the fact that my friend was blind. His direction finder was a golden Labrador seeing-eye dog.

So my friend does his talk and gets to the local airport the next day to catch the plane for his next gig. Now these are little towns, the airport if it exists is likely to be an iron shed and the pilot is the baggage handler, cleaner, arrivals check in and you name it. There are no other staff.

The plane was a small one where the door is also the ladder. The pilot left my friend til last. The dog had no problem getting up the stairs. It was a bit of a marathon for my friend, but with help from the pilot, he was secured in his seat by the window with obligatory magazines (none of which were in brail) and this left the dog. They are trained not to sit on seats (as any of us with dogs that seem to moult 24/7 can understand), so as the dog couldn’t go in the aisle and it was decided to settle him in front of the door.

Off to the next stop to pick up more passengers, but my friend was going further and after the hassle of getting on board, he opted to stay put.  Now came the next problem. The dog blocked the doorway. No problem said my friend. Just take the harness and he will enjoy the walk. He’ll lead you to the terminal.

The door opened and out strode the young pilot looking a picture in the bright sunshine, crisp uniform and peaked hat with the obligatory dark sunglasses they all seem to wear, with seeing-eye dog leading the way.

The on-coming passengers were not impressed. Comments like “This is taking equal opportunities to the extreme” were heard.  They tell me that the technology exists for getting planes to take off and land without a pilot, but the technology for convincing passengers to go on such flights is sadly lacking.  One can only conclude that seeing-eye dogs are not a good direction finder for pilots!

Moving into the 21st Century, my direction finder is a GPS unit. Affectionately known as Tom-Tom. We have an English lady’s voice on it which we can understand. However, she has extreme difficulty with some of our Australian town pronunciations. Gundagai was a classic and produced a good laugh.

As an example. I will be going to the meeting at Lana’s farm this week. I will go from Perth to Sydney where I will pick up a rental car, plug in Tom-Tom, input Lana’s address and it will lead me all the 277 kms to her door. Should I make a wrong turn Tom-Tom will instruct me back on course and when I turn off the highway for coffee and sausage rolls, I expect to hear her tell me to ‘turn around when possible’. I’ll switch her off enjoy my coffee etc and when I switch on again I will hear the new instructions to get back onto the straight and narrow. (Back seat drivers could become extinct with this technology.)

This got me thinking about our own personal direction finder… the mind.

I can see that where we are is a result of all the commands of our own personal reactive mind.

It enforces its instruction with negative feelings, emotions etc. And it can get very insistent if we don’t toe the line. It will turn on pain and all sorts of stuff to get compliance.

So here’s the rub, if you are not happy with where it has taken you, you will need to change the program it is operating on.

It is called auditing.

And it is called training.

And the reactive mind can put up barriers to you taking this initiative. It can tell you for instance, that you can’t afford it, but unless you get the charge off money you will be directed to poverty. It can tell you there is not enough time or there are other priorities – but meanwhile it is keeping you at effect on areas that are causing these phenomena.

It can be causing tiredness, physical illness and even depression. Or that you are on a treadmill of work that you don’t feel you can get out of.

This is a well booby trapped trap and it isn’t easy sometimes to get out of it. But it can be done and as you do it, it gets easier as some of the misleading directions are dropped.

By getting one’s own personal direction finder sorted, with auditing and training, you can get at cause over issues that are making life hard or resulting in your destination always being just out of reach.

I find it quite fun at the level of training and case that I have reached, to spot any mis-directors and handle them.

There is a lot to learn and lots to audit, and the more you do, the more your own position and direction improves, against your own goals. Getting on top of one’s own personal direction finder (the mind) is the key.


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