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Love in Nimbin

Nimbin, Bundjalung Country May 2018. The 45th Anniversary celebrations of the Aquarius Festival are currently happening in Nimbin and it has been one year since I arrived.

What has happened and what next? Over the past year I have written and published three books. The flea and the dinosaur is a children’s book that I wrote and illustrated with an engaging anti-bullying message. Then there is my new release two book poetry anthology from 2017 Love and Lust in Nimbin which started as one book and ended up as two books. “Love in Nimbin” and “Lust in Nimbin” These books are currently only available by direct mail of from fantAsian eatery Nimbin. However I am currently working on EPUB ebook copies and a large hardback format version of “The flea and the dinosaur.”

There is also a sticker and t-shirt range I am working on, a portraits of Nimbin art show that I am working toward later in the year, my 2018 poetry anthology “Peace and Protest in Nimbin” and my second children’s book called ” The Yowie who went to Booberowie” which is about a Yowie who takes all the good Aquarian ideals about Nimbin and takes them to a sad half dead town. (Sorry Booberowie, but you really need a makeover)

Art, writing, drawing and so much to do in Nimbin to keep ones mind occupied and great people too. That is why myself and some other people are looking to create an open hub of wellness and learning.

Twenty years ago I had dreams to build a collective learning centre for sustainability, land repair, and personal wellness. Nimbin has one of the highest proportion of tertiary educated people in Australia as well as being close to Brisbane, Gold Coast and Byron. That is why I believe Nimbin area would be appropriate for a Zeitgeist/Venus Project style learning hub.

Next step. Look for land and creative funding as well as benefactors.

Contact me via Email to buy a copy of mypoetry books. They are $20 each.

As for “The flea and the Dinosaur, you can buy a copy by clicking the link

1english1@gmail.com

More to come…….

 

Adelaide, Arthur and the Atlantean

After one year of waiting, saving, paying, working and more waiting I finally made it to Adelaide and then Lonsdale where the 1971 Leyland Atlantean double decker was waiting for me.

I left Brisbane on the 21st of December 2015 with Winston, the American couch surfer I’d hosted and “Uncle” Eric Robert Craigie. I expected to be in Adelaide in 2 days and eventually arrived on the 2nd of January 2016…….12 days later. So many interesting and synchronistic events happened along the way that I could write half a dozen blog posts about it. (later)

Highlights of the trip include:

  • being homeless in Byron Bay
  • meeting Bundjalung man Lewis Walker and family in Nimbin
  • staying with Spook Eye in Lismore and having Christmas Lunch with the homeless
  • Moree, Moree, Moree and hospitable people of Moree
  • getting my new car battery stolen in Moree
  • Moree artesian spas
  • 3 days at the #PilligaPush camp with some amazing people culminating in a New Years Eve bush doof
  • a spontaneous video posted on Facebook that went viral. Watch it here.

A week later I eventually got to see The Atlantean. I was so happy that at last the work could begin in earnest.

I started to list all the things I needed for the bus, one of those being painting. I posted a call out on the Adelaide Street Artists Facebook page and next thing I get this message offering to paint the Atlantean in a live demonstration for the #littlerundlestreetartproject as part of the opening celebrations for the Adelaide fringe festival. This will happen on the 12th of February so now I am waiting get a permit to move it and finally have my first drive.

Since I arrived in Adelaide, I have met all kinds of interesting people including the guy responsible for the “Big Brother” RF chip in your visa card, writers, artists and teachers. I dropped in to SA Creative Writers Inc. looking to network and to find out about writing workshops to improve my writing and on the way out I was told about a woman doing something similar to me. So I got in contact with Fee Plumley of the Really Big Road Trip. We hit it off straight way on Facebook messenger, discovering our grandfathers shared the same name, “Arthur.” We had to meet.

I met Fee for a coffee and then we went for a free pizza which I had owing to me from the Bar that accidentally turned of the ATM as it was dispensing my money a day earlier. Fee and I have a lot more than our grandfathers’ names in common. Buses, passion for digital literacy, sovereignty, indigenous rights and activism. Fee invited me to a banner painting at her friends’ house where I was introduced to some of the Adelaide anarchist punk mob. Lo and behold they just happen to know activist mob from Brisbane.

What else?

  • I’m starting my first free Quantum Pause Breathing and Tibetan Rites of Rejuvenation class today. 5:30pm by the Torrens. BYO Yoga mat.
  • I have started ollecting secondhand books for the Free Blue Library and also to gift away in return for support. Thanks to “Deb” for her generous donation.
  • I have sourced a spare wheel and tyre for the bus. I hope I never get a flat tyre by myself becauser it took a forklift to load it into place.
  • Also sourced two seconds solar panels with cosmetic damage at $50 each. (Thanks Fee and friend).

One last thing as part of my crowdfunding “Rewards Program” I want to offer the chance to come on the bus and participate in classes as both a guest teacher and student. My question to you, my readers is: How much would you be willing to pay per night, B and B, to stay in the bus, attend classes and also give a daily class on your speciality of interest in health, sustainability, or digital literacy? Please leave your comments below.

In the meantime if you can spare a few dollars to help me fund this school and it’s running costs. Here is the link.

Peace and Love until next time.

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7 Benefits of Quantum Pause Breathing

Seven benefits of Quantum Pause Breathing (Box Breathing)

By James Arthur Warren

Think about this. It is possible that we breathe some of the atoms that Leonardo Da Vinci breathed every time we inhale. [1]

You all want more energy and efficiency from your everyday lives and Quantum Pause Breathing can help achieve this. Here I outline 7 benefits of Quantum Pause Breathing and if you read all the way to the end of the article there is a bonus benefit and a YouTube video you can watch to learn more.

Quantum Pause is a simple, four-stage process beginning with an in-breath of anywhere between three and six counts (depending on your lung capacity), posture, and degree of privacy. After you have gathered in your breath, breathing through your nose, you hold it (pause) for an equal count, and then exhale through your mouth, again, for the same count, and then hold (pause) for the same count. [2]

Quantum Pause breathing does not specify a length of time for each part of the breath but emphasis is put on uniformity of each stage. Box Breathing takes Quantum Pause Breathing to another level and specifies a full 100% inhale and exhale. This cycle is repeated three times in one minutes for up to 5 minutes or a total of 15 cycles.

Quantum pause breathing is a great technique to integrate the when, which, how practice and the six heart virtues [1]. It can be practised at any time in meditation, in your daily work practice and  even during your commute to work.

There are many benefits of breathing well including an awareness of the importance of breath in metabolism.

1 Increased lung capacity

The quantum pause breathing technique practiced daily, encourages a full 100% inhale and exhale which exercises the lungs and increases lung capacity. Most people in daily activitieslike  sitting at the desk use less than their full lung capacity. This means that their lungs are never fully expanded or contracted, missing out on vital oxygen. In the afternoon or evening this can equate to yawing which is an autonomic nervous response to a lack of oxygen.

2 Better oxygen transfer

Exercising the lungs increases the efficiency of respiration. Simply put, more oxygen comes into your body and more carbon dioxide leaves. The oxygen we breathe is used with water in the respiratory process for the metabolism of carbon based foods and the result is carbon dioxide that we breathe out.

3 Mental clarity and focus

Breathing well results in greater oxygenation of the brain resulting in greater mental clarity. This can also be applied before going into sport, study or work for more focus.

4 Heart-brain coherence

Your heart, like your brain, has millions of neurons and your lungs supply the oxygen for both to function well. The rhythmic nature of Quantum Pause Breathing helps to synchronize both the heart and the mind.

5 Alertness

Quantum Pause Breathing can be applied when sitting in a meeting, a class or just before reading  a book. The extra oxygen in the brain increases alertness and induces calmness.

6 Stimulate the lymphatic system and detoxify the body.

Deep breathing stimulates the lymphatic system which picks up toxins and helps to excrete them.

7 Makes you happier and reduces stress

Quantum Pause Breathing stimulates the feel good hormones, the pleasure inducing neurochemicals in the brain. It can be applied before or during a stressful situation to induce a feeling of calm.

Bonus Benefit.

Regular practice of Quantum Pause Breathing aids recovery from cigarette smoking and other respiratory illnesses.

Watch this video to learn more.

[1] http://superbeefy.com/how-is-it-possible-that-we-consume-some-of-the-atoms-breathed-by-leonardo-da-vinci-every-time-we-inhale/

[2] http://eventtemples.com/sessions/evt3/downloads/Spiritual%20Activism%20EVT3.pdf
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Education and teachers are important.

I’m a teacher and so are my parents. Both my sisters are teachers too. We are however all different in our approach.

For me, I tend to view everyone I meet in every situation as a learning experience. My mother, an early child hood teacher, begain my education before I started school. Reading story books, she developed in me a love of reading from a young age. I spent years in the school system, university and vocational education, All the time working hard in casual jobs to finanace my study and my family’s security. My older sister is teaching al of her children through unschooling/homeschooling. My younger sister teaches dance. I know many other teachers and the one thing we all have in common is a benevolent outlook on life where we want to help peopkle achieve their best life through self mastery.

I rejected teaching at first, choosing to study environmental science but at 33 I responded to an ad in a newspaper and took my family to China to teach English as a Foereign Language. Teaching English gave me an insight into other people. Suddenly I found myself in a place where I could be exposed to all different kinds of people. The internet had come along and book based learning was replaced, “level up,”  by surfing the sea of information. It was like all the answers are suddenly available.

However, it was the people aspect of teaching that I enjoyed the most. Words on a page portray an idea but when interacting with a real live human there is so much more that can be understood which is communicated through body language, vocal stress and intonation. There is a fluid flow of information that happens when two, or more people sit patiently ask questions and discuss issues important to them.

Once upon a time you went to school to learn reading, writing and arithmatic. These days 5 year olds are searching videos on dinosaurs and physics, teaching themselves to dance, skateboard and enjoy life.

Why? Beacause the education system is failing them and they have found a better way. It isn’t creative enough and it isn’t changing fast enough for them. In Australia our young are subjected to stress inducing NAPLAN tests of language, literacy and numeracy.These tests detract from teaching time  and also burdens teachers in administration so they don’t have time to create an ideal learning space. The system of certificates, degrees and registration along with the cost of these things is becoming out of the reach of the people. This is another reason why more and more people are getting their knowledge from the internet. The people want knowledge,

There are teachers on the internet, in videos, podcasts and who write content. However there are always times when the student needs a guide, a teacher, someone who can listen to the questions of the student and assist the student to find answers to the questions. The final result sholud be that the student leaves the teacher with a new way of questioning the existing world and a propoensity for creating what does not yet exist.

After all the prime goal of each student is “self mastery”. Teachers are important because they facilitate learning and education but it is the education itself they empowers people to take control of their lives and create the life they desire.

There’s nothin’ like Australia

There’s nothin’ like Australia.

This could be a post about nationalistic pride. It’s not. Pride leaves one open to scorn.

This is a post about the uniqueness of Australia and the good and fair people. This is a post about the great things that are often not shown or glossed over in the main stream media. This is a post about Australian ingenuity, persistence against hardship, mate-ship and triumph. This is a post about valour and determination to succeed against all odds.

Let’s start with the big stuff. The Big Banana at Coffs Harbour. Who would have ever believed that a giant fiber glass banana could do so much for Aussie tourism? Many people must have laughed when a local banana farmer decided to build the Big Banana but now it is an Aussie icon.

How about the natural beauty of this wide brown land Australia? Its not all brown but shades of ochre and amazing greens in the vast variety of vegetation types, coastal heath lands, rainforests, mallee, mulga, so many different kinds of “The Bush”. Let’s not forget Uluru and the Great Barrier Reef, the wet tropics and the desert in all its shapes and forms.

However it’s the people that make this place “deadly”. I admire the humble confidence and determination of the indigenous, first nation’s people and that they are still sovereign people, even after 227 years of colonization They still haven’t given up hope of freedom from the rule of Great Britain. Bogans? Love ’em! Down to earth, hard working, like to have a good time on the weekend and support the Australian ute industry. Yeah I admit that we all have the odd “dickhead” mate but the thing about Aussie people is that they forgive their mates and no-one is purposely always a “dickhead.” We’re a pretty laid back and friendly mob.

I could go on forever about the awesome people that I’ve met around the traps but I’ve got to get ready for the bloody long Free Blue Walk from Brisbane to Adelaide. I am raising funds for James’ Blue House Free Schools traveling free school in a double decker bus. I leave next Wednesday the 17th of June 2015 and it’s 40km for 50 days and 50 one hour classes at the end of each day on “Lifestyles of Health and Sustainability”

So click on the link below to donate to this campaign.

James’ Blue House Free Schools

PS Deadly is a colloquial Australian adjective used predominantly by the Indigenous Australians which has a meaning similar to “awesome”

Crowd Funding ad 1.0

My first YouTube Ad in ages.

I saw this guy selling something on a Youtube ad and he was doing selfie videos. He had a Ferrari or something like that and was asking people for money.

I don’t have a Ferrari but I do have an education. I am an Environmental Scientist and Teacher and I have a dream to build traveling free schools that teach lifestyles of health and sustainability. My first project is getting an old 1972 Double Decker Bus and making it into a traveling free school.

However it doesn’t stop there. Eventually I want 30 traveling schools and also community collective colleges known as Blue House Free Schools where members of the community share their wisdom and knowledge with other members of the community in the spirit of “Each one can teach one”.

Why am I telling you this?

If a guy with a Ferrari can ask for money in a YouTube selfie video, so can a penniless teacher. Please take the time to watch this video, share it, like it, subscribe for more updates.

Looking for free translators

Looking for free translators.

by James Arthur Warren 7th of January 2015

 

Hello my beloved students.Could you please help me to translate my blog into many different languages?

At the moment I am only reaching English speaking countries and a couple of hits elsewhere.

Please feel free to copy and paste any posts here, translate them and send them back to my email  1english1@gmail.com  for verification before publishing and you will be credited as the original translator.

There’s no copyright on anything I write. It’s all open source free brothers and sisters.

If you would like to donate to James’ Blue House Free Schools so that I can take education to remote communities all around the world you can donate to my gofundme campaign James Blue House Free School Bus

Each one must teach one

One love

James

Riding with the Atlantean

by James Arthur Warren 3 January 2015

There are as many different ways to get an education as there are ways to get to and from  school.

Learning from your family: Back in the 1980’s my father was a teacher at my Maroochydore State High School where I was a student. So the safe way to get my education was seated next to my father in his car. It was easy, comfortable, safe and got me to school on time, and dry when it was raining. It cost me nothing. It was free but it was my dad’s way.

Learning from your school: There was also a double decker bus. It was blue and it stopped opposite my home and picked up the neighbours and my two sisters. Sometimes I would take the double decker bus to school. It was easy, organised and safe if you weren’t being bullied. The blue double decker school bus got me to school on time (it took 20 minutes) and it cost us nothing because we lived just far enough from the school to get our transport paid for by the government. It was free but it was the government’s standard way.

Teaching yourself: Being the eldest child and wanting my freedom I instead chose to ride my bicycle to school. I didn’t want to sit on a boring bus wasting my time when I could be free to go as fast or slow as I wanted, I could weave, jump and stop to smoke a sneaky ciggie on the way. It was only 3km to school, I got there on time. There was a bicycle path which made it relatively safe. One day I had to jump my bike over a red bellied black snake on the path but that was the most dangerous thing that ever happened. Riding my bike cost nothing, I made a few mistakes on the way, like stopping for those ciggies but I learned from them. It was free and it was my standard way.

Exploring new possibilities: One time I discovered a new way. What I did was dangerous and I don’t condone it. I came out of school with my bicycle one afternoon just as the blue double decker school buses were leaving. The road from school had a good downhill slope and the big old double decker school buses took a while to gain speed. As I mounted my bike, a bus pulled along side me. I pedaled fast to keep up with the bus, students inside were yelling at me with excitement to go faster. I pedaled hard and then saw I could grab hold of a grate on the side. I reached out and held the bus with one hand and started to be towed by the bus. We reached about 55km/h, stopped for the traffic lights and then continued. All the while I was being cheered on by student’s inside. I got halfway home before letting go and using my own power. That day I got home very quickly, safely too. My parents got a call from the school because the bus driver had reported me and I got in trouble. It was free but by using the best of the old standard ways I created a new way.

Catching the double decker bus with my bicycle was my new way. It shows there are many ways to learn and they don’t have to be the standard way of the crowd. Sometimes you have to take a risk, combine the best of your knowledge to achieve a better outcome. The result will be a better way.

James’ Blue House Free School is exploring a new way

On 27 of November 2014 a supercell storm blew the roof off my home of 8 years and left myself and 3 sons displaced. I am an Environmental Scientist and English as a Second Language teacher. I have taught thousands of refugees and migrant to read and write English and settle in Australia. I understand the importance of reading and writing to having access to information so that you can improve your life and the lives of those around you.

So I am selling everything I don’t need to fund James’ Blue House Free School Bus so that I can take a travelling school into areas where access to education is limited. All the money raised will go to purchasing a 1972 Leyland Atlantean double decker bus and equipping it with computers and solar energy generation.

The initial goal is to raise $20,000 of donations on gofundme James’ Blue House Free School Bus

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Inside my parents’ house is a Blue House

Inside my parents’ house is a Blue House

by James Arthur Warren 1english1@gmail.com

2nd of January 2015

What is the metaphor of the Blue House Free School?

In January 2005, I got separated from my first wife, began teaching English as a Second Language and moved into the first home that came to be called James Blue House. My ‘new’ home was a very old dirty small workers cottage in South Brisbane. The deserting junkies had trashed the place so I offered to clean and paint the interior and the owner gave me cheap rent in return.

I was alone and broke so I filled my home with international students and travelers who eased my loneliness and helped me pay the rent. My landlord told me how he had come to this home when he arrived from Greece in 1969 and how it had been a halfway house for many migrants. I resolved that I would continue to show the same hospitality to all people that came to my door.

At the end of the first year my landlord’s adjoining property came for rent and he offered it to me to manage for him. This second house, also blue, was to become my second James Blue House. There were dinners and parties at the James Blue Houses, big loud parties with fires blazing, reggae music booming, BBQ s burning and happy people all meeting to chat and share their experience as migrants or travelers.

After 2 years, I married again and didn’t want the hassle of sub letting rooms all the time so  we passed on the lease to some friends so that they could also benefit.

Living in the second James Blue House, I started teaching migrants and refugees at TAFE so I separated my work and social life, no more organizing student parties. I would go to work and come home but the dream of opening my own school was building. How could I possibly have the time or energy to make a school with two boys and a third on the way? The couch in my home was much too comfortable.

Suddenly in 2011, I was again a single dad but now with 3 sons shared 50:50. I was working hard but my pay wasn’t increasing. I still wanted to have my own free school and often wondered how I would do it and what I would teach. I told my partner I wanted to make a free school and she laughed it off as a ridiculous notion. Our relationship ended soon after and I had time for myself to do what I wanted. I started planning free classes.

I held my first free classes on the beach at Stradbroke Island during a holiday with my sons. I taught the five Tibetan Rites of rejuvenation and Quantum Pause Breathing because they have both changed my life and I know many people can benefit from them.

On the 8th of November I held another class in a basement in South Brisbane 3 for local residents. One afternoon I arrived home from work and met an Iranian couple, a taxi driver and teacher, who were speaking with my neighbour. I invited them in for tea. They came here for freedom from an oppressive regime in Iran,  so their children could grow up free. I discovered they are in community detention, get no income support, aren’t allowed to work and only get a few hours of English classes. They are in Australia but not free. These are the kind of people that need free school.

Then on the 27th of November 2014, the roof blew off the second James Blue House in a freak supercell storm. My two oldest sons were home at the time but fortunately were not injured. What were we to do with 10 years of accumulated stuff and nowhere to put it? I need a new Blue House, I have to make a free school. A travelling free school? A double decker bus became my focus, I could live in it and teach from it. I could take free education where it is most needed. How could I get it now I was homeless?

In my parents’ house, we found refuge. My parents offered me a place to put my family. On New Years Day 2015, I awoke sober as I didn’t drink the night before but I still had a huge headache. I started cleaning my parents’ house, vacuuming, mopping, wiping window sills and  cleaning the grime from the oven. I nurtured the garden, planted lawn seed, weeded, pruned and planted flower seeds. I set myself to doing these tasks as if I were Da Vinci painting a masterpiece. It was the least I could do to thank my parents for giving me life and at 44 years old, refuge, when I most needed it. While I was cleaning, I was thinking through what would be my next step to get my free school happening.

Today, while cleaning in my parents’ house I got a phone call. Confirmation to purchase a double decker bus. Now I have to find the money. You can help by donating to James Blue House Free School Bus  at Gofundme

What is the metaphor? Inside my parents house is a Blue House. My parents, both teachers created me in their house.Their house is the universe and in my parents house is a Free Blue House we call Earth or Gaia. The Universe supports Gaia, who provides everything we need for free. Gaia doesn’t charge a fee or interest rate and Gaia loves it when you nurture her. Like our planet Earth, Gaia, James Blue House Free School doesn’t charge any fees and operates on good will and your donations.

Welcome to the Freeconomy.

Each one must teach one. One Love

James

One hand washes the other hand and together they wash the face

by James Arthur Warren 31 December 2014

I want to tell you about Marietta my neighbour, she’s twice my age, I’m 44. We met ten years ago when I discovered her in my garden picking grape vine  leaves to make dolmades. She told me her name was Maria but her real name is Marietta, which I always use. I said my name’s James but she’s called me Davi ever since! She came back later and gave me a bowl of  her delicious homemade dolmades and that  mutual giving between the two of us has continued for 10 years.

Marietta came to Australia as a 19 year old from Greece, post WW2 after it had been occupied by the Italians. She’d learnt Italian during the war. She arrived in Australia, married had a daughter and then was widowed when her daughter was young.

Marietta found herself work while her daughter was cared for by another woman because there was no child care around at the time. Marietta learnt to speak English but never learnt to read or write it.

There were no free classes she could go to. She had no time  as she worked hard to survive.

Marietta making dolmades

Marietta got married a second time and had a son and now has great-grandchildren too. Her family visit most weekends and during the week Marietta can be seen tending her beautiful garden with roses, hippeastrums, lilies but also beans, okra and  spinach to name a few.

We call out good morning across the road, often at 5.30am as we’re both early risers, watering our gardens or when I’m going to do some sport. But the most important thing about our relationship is that is about giving to, supporting and loving your neighbour. I give her pawpaw and she returns with beans, I give her bananas, she gives me pasta for dinner for my family, I give her eggs from my chickens and she gives me biscuits for my coffee, I  jump start her car and call the RACQ for her, she keeps an  eye on my kids and home when I’m away. I read letters for her.

Marietta tells people I’m like a son and  I tell people about how amazing she is.

Yesterday I mowed her lawn, its growing so fast now it’s summer. After I  finished  we were having an orange juice and Marietta  said for the first time ever, “do you want money?”

Of course I said, “No, it’s not about money it’s about helping each other and working together and loving your neighbour”.

Marietta replied “ Davi, in my country we have a saying, one hand washes the other hand and together they wash the face”

I went away with a plate of Marietta’s biscuits to dip in my coffee. The truth is that I do want money and help. I am just just one hand that wants  another hand to wash a face.

I know that if Marietta had had the opportunity she would have loved to learn to read and write English but like so many people who live in Australia the opportunity wasn’t there. That’s why I have started, James’ Blue House Free School, to take technological literacy to people and so people can find information that allows them to shape their destiny. Marietta doesn’t know what the internet is, she doesn’t have email, and facebook is outside her comprehension.

That’s why I am asking for  volunteer teachers for local English classes. That’s  also why I am asking for money so that I can buy and equip a double decker bus with learning technology to  take the concept of free school to remote areas where people don’t have easy access to education.

If you want to help this free education initiative, please donate at gofundme by going to James Blue House Free School Bus

I just went to the first Blue House, the place where I met Marietta,  to feed the chickens, collect  some eggs. While I was there. I picked some grape vine leaves and took the eggs and leaves over to Marietta, She was making dolmades and showed me how and told me the recipe.

She teaches me, I love her.

Each one must teach one. One Love

James

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Mariettas domades