For my many overseas readers, I'll describe a little about my day in London yesterday. It might tempt you to come here. YES, YOU! :-)
Despite London housing 8 million people in the largest urban zone in Europe, walking in London is special. Everything is so close! And if you feel energy, you'll feel all energies here!
My day started with a meeting at the Royal Society of Medicine. The building's energy was epitomised by numerous high-powered microscopes where you could look through, seriously, and seek answers. (At a previous meeting in the House of Lords, energy was epitomised by massive paintings of important historical figures - a focussed energy, of getting things done.) I presented my ideas to radically change the healthcare system in the UK. More on that later...
Walking through Oxford and Regent Streets, energy is internal, of self-thought, what to buy in the massive designer clothes and computer centres. In Carnaby Street (famous for 1960s Beatles and fashion) lighter interactive energy comes from the hive of light-hearted fashion shops and eateries. And in Piccadilly Circus, Leicester and Trafalgar Squares, and China Town, a multi-cultural mix have a wondering, sight-seeing, awe-inspired energy.
My favourite is Covent Garden's quirky shops, intriguing market stalls, and free open-air shows. They attract energies of quirky, intriguing, free people. Yesterday, the opera singer and street magician were worth visiting London for!
The Poets Society Cafe was hub of provocative, thoughtful, fun energy. Comments made by six men, mainly one lovably loud man, were the energy of poetry! One just HAS to jot down impromptu humour, the energy of life.
"I'm writing on 'How to sniff your own socks'."
"I'm writing on puzzles, like 'How do you approach a group of four?'"
"We can't all be good socially, so I prefer word of mouse."
"Networking groups are for those who are socially backward."
"It was laughable. I got thrown out of Comic Relief for wearing a tie."
"I got thrown out of a strip club in Geneva. The girl said, do you swear like that at your work mates. I said no, but they don't use a snake like that!"
"She's so sexy, her dimples show through her clothes."
"My autism only comes out when I make love to my girlfriend."
"What does he do except butter toast?"
Great material for an energetically provocative poem! Or a stand-up comic.
You know my humour, so I couldn't resist Poets Cafe banter and soon joined in. One wit handed me his card - Simon Ellis of Chattoon, the Chat and Cartoon show. Go to www.chattoonshow.com - brilliant cutting edge energy. Another blessed man said, "I'm at jeremyjacobs.com - you never know what comes from a chance meeting."
True. I was only walking because my evening appointment was postponed. There are constant synchronistically chance meetings. Only the Gods know what energies will manifest.
I walked to Victoria train station past queues at West End theatres, through the new Savoy Hotel for posh afternoon tea with classical piano and chocolatiers at work, past floating restaurants along the gorgeous River Thames, the Millienium wheel, spectacular architecture of Houses of Parliament / Big Ben / Westminster Cathedral, Duck Island in St James Park, home to flamingos, pelicans etc, barracks of the Horse Guards who wear ceremonial red coats and hussar busby hats, and finally Buckingham Palace, where our Queen dines foreign dignitaries.
If you come to UK, and I'm free, I'll walk you around. I can't guarantee tea with the Queen. But you'll love our energy experiences for life.
Despite London housing 8 million people in the largest urban zone in Europe, walking in London is special. Everything is so close! And if you feel energy, you'll feel all energies here!
My day started with a meeting at the Royal Society of Medicine. The building's energy was epitomised by numerous high-powered microscopes where you could look through, seriously, and seek answers. (At a previous meeting in the House of Lords, energy was epitomised by massive paintings of important historical figures - a focussed energy, of getting things done.) I presented my ideas to radically change the healthcare system in the UK. More on that later...
Walking through Oxford and Regent Streets, energy is internal, of self-thought, what to buy in the massive designer clothes and computer centres. In Carnaby Street (famous for 1960s Beatles and fashion) lighter interactive energy comes from the hive of light-hearted fashion shops and eateries. And in Piccadilly Circus, Leicester and Trafalgar Squares, and China Town, a multi-cultural mix have a wondering, sight-seeing, awe-inspired energy.
My favourite is Covent Garden's quirky shops, intriguing market stalls, and free open-air shows. They attract energies of quirky, intriguing, free people. Yesterday, the opera singer and street magician were worth visiting London for!
The Poets Society Cafe was hub of provocative, thoughtful, fun energy. Comments made by six men, mainly one lovably loud man, were the energy of poetry! One just HAS to jot down impromptu humour, the energy of life.
"I'm writing on 'How to sniff your own socks'."
"I'm writing on puzzles, like 'How do you approach a group of four?'"
"We can't all be good socially, so I prefer word of mouse."
"Networking groups are for those who are socially backward."
"It was laughable. I got thrown out of Comic Relief for wearing a tie."
"I got thrown out of a strip club in Geneva. The girl said, do you swear like that at your work mates. I said no, but they don't use a snake like that!"
"She's so sexy, her dimples show through her clothes."
"My autism only comes out when I make love to my girlfriend."
"What does he do except butter toast?"
Great material for an energetically provocative poem! Or a stand-up comic.
You know my humour, so I couldn't resist Poets Cafe banter and soon joined in. One wit handed me his card - Simon Ellis of Chattoon, the Chat and Cartoon show. Go to www.chattoonshow.com - brilliant cutting edge energy. Another blessed man said, "I'm at jeremyjacobs.com - you never know what comes from a chance meeting."
True. I was only walking because my evening appointment was postponed. There are constant synchronistically chance meetings. Only the Gods know what energies will manifest.
I walked to Victoria train station past queues at West End theatres, through the new Savoy Hotel for posh afternoon tea with classical piano and chocolatiers at work, past floating restaurants along the gorgeous River Thames, the Millienium wheel, spectacular architecture of Houses of Parliament / Big Ben / Westminster Cathedral, Duck Island in St James Park, home to flamingos, pelicans etc, barracks of the Horse Guards who wear ceremonial red coats and hussar busby hats, and finally Buckingham Palace, where our Queen dines foreign dignitaries.
If you come to UK, and I'm free, I'll walk you around. I can't guarantee tea with the Queen. But you'll love our energy experiences for life.
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