Would it be crass to say that I am the Queen of Pikelets?
Well, I’ve said it, so if I am crass, it is because these Pikelets have won awards for many years at the Royal National Show. Seriously! If the reactions of others are anything to go by, they really are impressive, well, as much as a pikelet can be, I suppose. I have always kept my recipe a closely guarded secret, but today being April 25, Anzac Day; a significant, almost sacred national day for Australians and New Zealanders, (that you can read more about here), I’ve decided to spread the love that only an Aussie pikelet can do, and share this recipe with you!!
Pikelets are very definitely entrenched as a home bake favourite in the vernacular Australian and New Zealand cuisine and are much better than the much touted Anzac biscuits, [find that recipe here] -an oh so popular wartime ‘cookie’ that entered Australian and New Zealand folklore as one of our few traditions that are uniquely our own, but today – today it is all about Pikelets!
Today we call ourselves developed, as if we have nothing left to learn. But in a hundred years, when people look back at our generation, will they too ask themselves: how did anyone accept that world?
When we look at other life, we say our technology makes us more advanced. Yet all we seem to advance is the destruction of the world surrounding us. You look around and there’s little life to be seen. Most animals we know, we’ve only witnessed on screens.
I do like to look at life as an adventure and every day, one filled with new possibilities. We only inhabit this world for a short time, and during that time, society tries to shape us with conformity, first at school and then university or the workplace; I feel this endless drive to make profits, to progress, to move forward, but just where are we moving forward to?
Is power what really drives our society and our species? Or is the elusive quest for happiness that we all seek?
I could have an existential crisis watching this video, from Spenser Cathcart, but it is powerful stuff that makes one stop and think about mastering the art of living! It poses many provocative questions and issues. Including:
We are destroying the very environment on which we need to survive.
Money is a tool used to control us. Questioning the real motives of progress in a world where resources are finite.
The real purpose of conformity and rules.
The indulgence of feeding 70% of the world’s grain crops to animals that we eat.
The hypocrisy of acceptance of killing of pigs, cows, chickens as food, whilst the thought of killing or eating dogs or cats barbaric.
We all want happiness and strive to get a larger house, car, TV, phone, in order to achieve it. Profit and making money is the inventive to progress. But we become disconnected from the real world once we have it.
Idolizing celebrity and people we have never met, yet ignoring or dismissing our neighbours.
Time is slipping through our fingers, but what have we done with it?
We all want happiness, so take the positives from this video:
The planet will be here whether we, as a species are here or not!
Value the importance of working together.
Master the art of living.
Use the internet to bring us together not to separate us from one another.
Look at life as a new adventure with a unfettered realm of possibilities.
Stop and smell the roses, and observe.
Imagine what can be done, not what can’t.
Have you mastered the art of living? Have you developed a purpose? Are you truly happy?
Incredibly powerful stories, revealing in the way the writers take the reader into their heads and reveal their thinking.
As a young person, I worked as a Nurse and never understood my patients as much as I did after reading this post. Many people are not able to empathize with the sufferer but these words do help to relate the hopelessness and understand the thought patterns that lead to the most tragic act.
I think we can better understand the nature of suicide from survivors like this.
It is so important for us all to check in with others about how they are doing. A txt or phone call could mean everything.
This post constitutes Day 18 and Day 22 of Five Minutes of Summer –
Five minutes of Free Writing every day for October
Willow, my blogging friend from Willow’s corner, wrote a different guest posts and it hit home, I had to swallow hard,when I read about her twin sister. In her humorous, candid way she wrote a guest post from a non-smokers view:
There can only be one thing more nightmarish than hell itself, and that is to lose a child to suicide. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that a young life is lost. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that the person has felt such emptiness and despair. Gut-wrenchingly sad and tragic that someone could feel so lacking in hope, so consumed with mental pain and anguish that this was even considered an option. And yet for their own family, who are left somehow to pick up the pieces, the consequences of this act can be so viscerally devastating, it is akin to a nightmare without end. Is it a selfish/revengeful act? An aberrant impulse? A distorted or dysfunctional thought?
While the tortured soul focuses completely on their inner world, of thoughts and feelings, they fail to realise the contagion of misery and desperation will afterwards infect the rest of their closest allies, their own family or friends. How does one face the world and continue with life, after the loss of a close family member or child?
The strength humans display in the face of this kind of tragedy, is nothing short of awe-inspiring. To bury one’s own child is heart-breaking, but to experience a child who deliberately ends their lives is completely unfathomable. How do people get over such an act? How do they lift themselves out of the depths of misery?
And now, this week we have a man appear to conceal a mental illness and commit suicide on a German aircraft, taking 150 innocent lives with him. Not only that, but he has also taken his own family’s normal life and that of the victim’s families, on the path to a living hell, that is only just commencing. These people have to pick up the pieces of their own lives, and continue on, somehow.
Last week, a young boy from Australia drove a car filled with explosives into an army base, intending to cause maximum death and destruction and in the process, killing himself. A selfish act? A nutter? A kid with nothing to live for? A criminal? A sociopath?
I don’t have an answer. I don’t have a magic solution. Perhaps there isn’t one. Each case of suicide is different, and each individual is different. Every socio-economic group, every ethnicity can be affected – no one is immune. But it is cowardly and selfish. The most selfish act imaginable. Australia, the egalitarian vanguard, has the highest rates of youth suicide in the world.
And so Life cis a roller-coaster. It is unpredictable, full of hard times and challenges, and if you are so blessed, many good times too. For some of us, success doesn’t happen and when life becomes too overwhelming, we feel like quitting, or we might feel like ending the pain, yet there is always Hope, waiting, watching, willing us to believe that things will improve. There is always Hope.
Can we stop suicide? What can we do:
We can be there to comfort and support our loved ones and our fellow man and woman.
We can make an effort if others appear stressed or unhappy.
We can appreciate every moment we have with each other, no matter how bored, tired, hungry, frustrated we may be feeling.
We can encourage others to seek help and reassure them of our support.
We can speak up, without shame, to others, when need dictates. Secrets kill….
And We Can Listen to each other!
Reach out to one another – There is always hope!
Take a break – and relax!
Every person is a child of the Universe and has every right to be here.
Remember, “Everything, like the weather, passes.”
A final word from Marc: Whatever you believe to be true about yourself and life in the long-term becomes your reality. Your beliefs are ingrained patterns of thinking that you build up over a lifetime. They are habitual ways of processing the world around you. If those beliefs don’t work in your favor, you can change them. How? In the very same way the negative beliefs formed in the first place – via repetitive thoughts that you accepted to be the truth. Ingrain new beliefs by consciously choosing and repeating messages that lift you up.