about jd
Hmmmm….
jd’s a bit of a fairy-type, a cross between the jester and the muse… able to wrap piercing truths re: taboo topics with just enough gigglage to slip thru double-glazed iron-clad reinforced barricades and go down sweet and smooooooth. The muse, I guess, is the sneeky cheeky fairy…. flitting about at just the right moment, appearing for a split second to convert the weary traveller to a daring adventurer for the next leg of his/her mighty quest.
Sites:
- www.jadebarclay.com – speaker, writer, voice artist
- www.creatrix.com.au – influence, leadership & communication consulting
- www.youthcoach.com.au – youth leadership coaching/tutoring
Books/CDs:
- www.corecircle.net
- www.decadesintodays.net
- www.authenticleader.com
- www.parentingbootcamp.com
- www.7habitsclassroom.com
Samples/Background:
- Bio:www.jadebarclay.com/bio.htm
- Freelance CV:www.jadebarclay.com/cv.pdf
- Writing Samples:www.jadebarclay.com/articles
how kewl
Hi Jade.
Long time fan, first time visitor to your site. I love reading through your musings, thoughts and pearls of wisdom.
All that, and you’re a total hotty, too
thanks….. i think?! but thanks to who? or is that whom??
i guess a tweeny-weeny veil of anonymity works wonders as a stepping stone toward authenticity….. step one: say what you really think; step two: put your name on the line and own it, mr! who was that masked man?? do you think superheroes like chatrooms coz it takes all the effort out of protecting their secret identities?
It’s whom
I think a true identity ™ is overrated, but not to worry. I’ve blown it now anyhow.
…or have I?
All of it and More,
Keep shining.
the world need more people to realise there gift, just like the incredible Incredibles!
Heaps of Love.
It is “interesting” (I know how much you love that word) that people set themselves upon a path and despite what is truly at their core (that which remains unseen even to them) they persist in a calling which is not their own. The problem here lies within still upholding AR and any form of NLP as it’s primary heart is a little something called marketing. I know that is wrapped in feel goods and warm fuzzies and for the briefest of instances works, but in the end it leaves people wanting more and more but still their hunger is never sated. For most it does not occur to ask the question: That if this person truly had the answer there would be no need of marketing at all. For more reading and a lead in another direction try reading Michael Albert and Noam Chomsky, 1993 Conversations from Z Magazine. In essence what I am trying to say is that dragons where never meant to be part of the system they are meant to destroy it and create something beautiful in its place, it has nothing to do with making money or selling something it is the gift you give to the world. If you would like to chat we can do it this way through your board.
does your orb du jour hail from newton’s skull or adam’s rib or both??
this dragon’s listening and welcome’s the chat… do go on, sir…
Nice play on words suz…sic..
Actually it would be more apt to say that I am born of the the dust of stars, as are all of us I suppose. Rather than inferring the vicious autistic or the fictional alien, perhaps it would be nicer to say that I am me and you are you. Enough posturing onto the matter at hand:
Have you had opportunity to read my suggestions? Your thoughts?
What strikes me is that we are generationally blind, we forget what is not in front of us, I mean right in front of us right here right now. People like robbins sell a dream to the starving masses who hunger for what is fundamental within our beings, the question that aches in us that says “This is not the way!”. Now one must ask what happens when one is selling something, well the gauge of success of any business is to keep in business. Now what happens if you give everyone the answers? Well guess what you are out of the show.
Now the question I mentioned earlier, begs an answer: The answer to this question is as follows.:
“Of course it is not the way, human beings were never meant to be placed in artificial environments, they were meant to live freely and to create”. Think about it if everyone was doing what they wanted and striving to create and invent purely for the pleasure of it, you would have an automated planet that would have already ventured into the stars with a message of peace love and freedom. These traps we live in with earing money and striving for toys, as both imposed and self imposed. Look at the very mechanism of schools mass producing clones, that are programming beings to carry the myth foward as this creates order, and enables the balance of power to be maintained.
Well i would appreciate your thoughts on my words and indeed your own in response.
Note that I am far from being a “Sir”, and just for fun try and figure out what my name means>
yeah, i’ve been reading… thanks for the tip… there are some good ideas out there. may they remain ideas, flexible and free, never reaching dogmatic rigidity.
only one solidly standing one’s ground in green would suggest that giving everyone the answers is remotely possible in our never-ending evolutionary personal and cultural quest, whilst also delighting in the opportunity to market one’s own belief in the folly of marketing….
i firmly oppose the star-dreamselling-hero-leader syndrome, and i’m playing my part as a reminder to claim back self-forsaken god-given power from such “leaders”. preferably to prevent the starving of the masses in the first place. externally and internally imposed toy games and clone/drone programming are so ingrained in this culture that goes frightfully unquestioned – and that’s precisely the reason WHY we need to raise our own awareness of things like NLP/SD/etc, to become aware of the games we’ve been pawns in and, rather than merely rebel against the conjured enemy we’ve been trained to perceive, consciously and wisely choose our next moves for ourselves.
i’m not in the habit of fault-finding nor calling any aspect of life a trap. nor am i in the habit of blind dysfunctional optimism (anymore). what i am, however, in the habit of is gauging intent, and i get a sense that in some way yours is to serve – which i honour. i get another sense that in some way it is to find someone to indulge you in debate – for which i am honoured. i’m not a fan of the anonymity game, tho… and (between guitar lessons, soccer training, maintaining the tooth fairy’s schedule and secret identity, and nursing ailments and nightmares) i have been toying with what both you and your name mean, i assure you.
humour me: remove the mask, knowing the riddle will remain.
Hmm perhaps no removing of masks at the moment as the emotional weight behind who I am would colour this banter a lovely shade of black. Mine is not a role to serve rather to confront and cause change on a global scale in an instant. To cause that magical “Aha moment”. I have wronged you once and for that I apologise. Can you forgive not knowing where it goes or to whom? I wonder!!. Very few people know you real identity and lets say that I was once in a position of trust with you and through my own misguidedness I broke that trust, but you trusted me once enough to freely share certain sensitive details with me.
As far as gauging intent yes it is nice to find someone to banter with, or refind them rather.
I suggest that you break out your latin translater for the name game.
Perhaps you would like some hints?
to confront that which does not serve is in itself to serve. your stand against the totalitarian state, mine against your mask.
forgiveness has an orgin only, its destination is both infinite and irrelevant. black, hmmm… surely the value of the banter would outway any deep dark grudges you begrudge me. assuming one so far removed could sway such weight. have you always hidden behind riddles and such trifles? perhaps the change you seek in the world lies a little closer to home.
now, about these hints you suggested: to unriddle poisoned masks or poisoned apples?
Hehe lol..How very snow white..but that wasn’t my intention. No poisoned apples or masks here, gave that up a long time ago when the white rabbit ate my last apple.
Still the same old SJ, lol. I am off on travels now for a while we will continue this later. By and by i do not begrude you anything. Till next time.
nothing remains same nor old in this constantly recycled ‘verse of ours… but recycling deception, sir, hmmm – wasn’t that lesson learnt long ago? just know you’ll find no grudges here, this jade ain’t black now or ever, only the whitegold of love and truth, always in all ways
…and thanks for the banter
I would like your thoughts on the new uprising in an uncurable thing, know in circles as Narcissistic Personality Disorder, your take?
And I recall once you mentioned NLP syndrome? Does one have any links of reference? Especially for a reboot type situation? If there is such a thing SJ and oh happy 31st ye olde four leaf clover….to be sure…but tis late…
This life of days that melt, one seemingly into another unstitched – my mind unhinged-
apparently reaching into my past is highly beneficial (time travel is not go figure)….. either I have just been f&$&$&ed over by a psychiatrist or it fits and makes perfect sense, well for me and anyone successful that is…..email me if you wish to chat….
hey – s’been a while…. been in a bit of a cave myself of late – not heard of the NPD thang til you mentioned it…. very topical atm, and i really appreciate the stimulus…. i’ve bumped up against a few of its cousins in the past tho… BPD, Addiction/Antisocial Disorders and the like…. i totally oppose everything i’ve found on it/them so far….. totally with you on the bs cycle of need – cycle of blame – thing, f**kn invention to commoditise one’s services, breed irresponsibility and desperation and panic and blame and dependence, completely misinterpreted crap spun by snake oil salemen preying on ignorance and hope and “please take this problem out of my hands and make me feel that it’s not my fault, i didn’t contribute in the slightest, hold my hand, take my money, make me feel good about myself again — please tell me it’s not me, give me permission to blame and never resolve a damn thing….” grrrrrr……. kinda pushed a few buttons (thanks for that – always a pleasure)