"I remember the day I lost my faith as clearly as the day I lost my virginity. It was the day I almost jumped from the tower.
The seagulls woke me at dawn. My room, which perched precariously at the top of the tower, echoed to the pitter-pattering of seagull's feet on the roof immediately above my head.
The nauseous stench of vomit on the mattress and the dull thumping ache in my head returned hazy fragments of earlier excesses. This was immediately followed by an ache in my gut which expanded with consciousness.
I crawled out of bed, and lurched onto the flat roof adjacent to my room. Still naked, I climbed the fire ladder by the door, breached the castellated wall that capped all sides of my room and staggered onto the roof of the tower.
Vertigo and hangover rooted me to the centre of the square, I swayed slightly in the early morning breeze.
As the early morning sea breeze chilled my body, I was overwhelmed with feelings of betrayal, compromise, sacrifice, sexual desire... a sense of having all yet nothing... a sense of being taunted like a mouse by a cat. I moved to the edge of the tower. It was 100 feet to the ground. One more step, two seconds and it would all be over.
The deciding factor was the mess. Madam would have to clear up the mess...
I liked Madam and she had enough hassle with the rest of the staff. The gesture made, I stepped back from the edge of the tower, climbed down the ladder, and returned to my room and cleaned up.
If I wasn't going to go then something was going to go. Something that would lessen the pain and give me a chance to find some possible answers.
It was easy really: 'Sorry God, I don't believe in you any more.' Then I added as an afterthought: 'You catch me if you can!' "
I wrote those words many years ago and they describe a true incident that took place almost exactly 47 years ago.
I was 20 years old and working the summer season as assistant manager in a large seaside hotel in Ilfracombe which is in the south west of England.
My life was in ruins. I was estranged from my immediate and extended family due to their physical abuse and endless criticism of me as a person. My family were deeply religious and totally judgemental. My mother was a very damaged woman and was physically violent to me for most of my childhood and adolescence and my father was an inadequate man and suffered from depression. My wider family were equally religious and very critical and judgemental.
Two years earlier, my adored sister Jenny, who was the only person I could communicate with, was badly smashed up in a car accident and sustained life changing injuries which included brain damage sufficiently bad to render her largely out of control but just about sane enough to meet the legally defined threshold for being free of legal guardianship.
I had returned to Ifracombe to work for the summer in the hope that I could "rescue" Jenny, but had rapidly realised she didn't want saving and was continually high on drugs and blowing the large compensation package she was awarded as damages for her injuries.
The local church and youth leaders of the organisations I had belonged to were worse than useless and also very judgemental and critical of me as I was seen as a someone who did not conform.
The album of the summer was "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" which at the time seemed fitting as Elton John had holidayed in Ilfracombe a couple of summers earlier which felt like some sort of personal connection. It was a miserable and desperate time and I really did come very close to ending it all and jumping off that tower.
But something inside me pushed me to fight back and the last and only thing left to reject and cut loose from was the God my religious upbringing had indoctrinated me to believe in.
In short I was a desperately lonely, sad, screwed up and damaged young man.
There was one last tie I had to break before I left Ilfracombe at the end of that summer on my quest to find some answers and try to become normal and whole. I had two other sisters who were 13 and 15 years younger than me, so much younger in fact that I always thought of the "little girls" as my though they were my children.
On the day before I left Ilfracombe I took them out for a big afternoon tea and bought them all their favourite cakes and sweets. After tea I put them in a taxi to return them to my parents.
What they didn't know was that I had determined to put considerable physical and psychological distance between myself and my whole family and I had no idea whether I would ever see them again.
My heart was broken as I watched their happy little faces waving goodbye to me from the back window of the taxi. Nearly 50 years later, I can still see that scene as though it was yesterday.
But, and here's the thing, I was so determined to find myself, to be able to be free to express myself and to become empowered that I was prepared to sacrifice anything and everything, and every relationship - including my adored sisters - to achieve that empowerment.
It was as though some primal force within drove me to find and fight my way to "normal" and wholeness.
I became that man I always sought, I became the mentor I always wanted and never found...
Over the following years I was able to sort myself out sufficiently to become a functional human being and that work has continued to this day.
Once I had successfully addressed the worst of my issues I found myself seeking a mentor, an older and successful man who had achieved career and business success and who also was a spiritual and insightful person.
I sought and longed for a contact, a friendship even, with someone who could offer me guidance and advice, who could help me build a balanced and rounded view of life, who could point me to the resources I needed, and fundamentally a man who could be some form of father figure...
This search continued throughout my adult life, and whilst I did meet people who were able to help me and guide me I never met the mentor I was seeking.
For about 30 years this remained an unfulfilled longing until one day - about 10 years ago - I realised that I had become the man that I always sought, the mentor I always wanted and never found.
This website and all the material on it, is my attempt to put something back.
This is my attempt, in some small way, to offer the guidance and mentoring that I always sought and never found.
Over the years I have learned much about myself and I now have a healthy understanding of my many flaws and weaknesses and I also know my strengths and know that I am:
I have been blessed with these qualities, it is just how my mind naturally works, and over the years I have come to realise that this is not how most people think.
It is this mind that I have brought to the subjects covered on this website.
The overarching purpose of this
site is to show you how to cope in tough times, and to provide you with
the tools to do this successfully. The way we do this is by adopting a balanced approach and providing the "toolkit" of information and resources to enable you to do this. I call this approach the "The Balanced Toolkit".
Introducing - The Balanced Toolkit
The overarching purpose of this site is to show you how to cope in tough times, and to provide you with the tools to do this successfully.
The way we do this is by adopting a balanced approach and providing the "toolkit" of information and resources to enable you to do this.
I call this approach the "The Balanced Toolkit".
The human mind is a complex system of many inter-connected parts. It is difficult to achieve lasting change without having a basic understanding of these parts, and knowing where and how to apply the skill sets that will deliver that lasting change.
Unlike so much of what you will read about personal change and development, in my experience:
However, there ARE some quick fixes that will bring you peace of mind and ease your stress if you are going through a tough time right now:
My objectives with The Balanced Toolkit approach are to:
The Balanced Toolkit is based on the following core values:
The Balanced Toolkit (c)
Questions & Answers
# There is lot of material on this site, how can I access it in a way that is going to be most helpful to me - where should I start?
Initially people visiting this site are going to arrive here as a result of an online search or by referral from someone else. For many visitors that initial visit satisfies their search and they move on.
However there is another group of people who make repeat visits to the site and view multiple pages.
For repeat visitors, the key question which could determine how you use this site is this:
"Is your interest situational or developmental?"
# Are you aligned with any particular faith or belief system?
I was raised in a Christian family and spent many years aligned with an exclusively Christian orientation. In mid-life I was deeply involved in Buddhism and very specifically mindfulness practice for many years.
Now, whilst I value and cherish these experiences and have learned much from these traditions I prefer to not label myself as being affiliated with any particular belief system.
#There are countless blogs and sites out there covering similar ground to yours - so what's different about this site?
The short answer is indexing and resonance!
Firstly, one significant difference is in the actual structure of the site.
This is a website and not a blog. A blog presents pages in reverse chronological order i.e. newest content appears first whereas a website is static in nature and pages are indexed in a hierarchical structure.
The easiest way of thinking about this is to view a blog as a published journal and a website as a book with an index and chapters.
Personally I feel that the indexing offered by a website is a differentiator.
A second difference is the voice of the writer. This will not be apparent to the casual visitor to this site who is searching online for one specific topic.
But to the smaller number of repeat visitors there will be a level of personal resonance and alignment with my personal style of writing and presentation of material.
# I have a question, a point of clarification or something I wish to discuss with you - can I contact you and will you respond personally and promptly?
Yes of course! I welcome messages from visitors to this site and you can reach me via Contact Me.
I welcome and respond to all genuine messages, and do so normally within 24-48 hours.
The balanced life is one where you recognise the full spectrum of possible responses and consistently choose the right one for the situation you find yourself in.
An ongoing series of articles about living with, and applying, the extensive materials and resources on this site with key point takeaways.
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