Blog No. 277 – Canberra in 1970, Part 5 – 14 June 2025

My purpose is to give hope to those who have lost hope. Without hope, we remain lost in the Shadow Lands.

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Canberra was a horrible place to live in when I moved there in 1970.

Life in Canberra never got better.

Despite everything that happened, I never gave up; my family needed me.

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After our wedding in 2009, Margaret and I spent a few nights in the Shelbourne Hotel in Dublin.  These two towel swans greeted us when we walked into our Shelbourne Hotel room.

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Margaret loved our nights in Shelbourne.  This was Margaret soon after we reached our room.  Margaret looks weary and she had every right to look that way.  Five weeks earlier, she had been so weak and frail that I doubted she would be able to travel to Ireland.

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Margaret was in slightly better health when I took this photo on the 16th of September 2009.  We took a day tour bus while we holidayed in Galway.

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[Untitled, by John Hankin] I always pretend I know what I am doing  Especially when I am completely confused. It embeds my feet more firmly in this world; Gives me confidence that would not otherwise exist. Mostly, when I pretend, I can work the puzzle out Before the great panic of unknowing takes firm hold. We all create the universe with our thoughts When we convince ourselves that we really do know, Knowledge always comes to us. The breaking of your heart is not the end. Love always heals. Help yourself to heal Help others heal Give Love Always

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The impossible can always be done if we ignore “common sense” and refuse to give up.

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Refuse to harm yourself.

Give love to those around you

The universe will give more love back to you.

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Singing Life Into the Universe John Hankin 13 June 2025 If you know the True Name of something, You have Power, You can create and control by using the True Name . But only music can breathe life into the universe That is why the ancient Bards were honoured so much. The Bards brought life into the Universe. By singing the True Names of new Beings, Over time, the Bards ceased to be valued. People forgot their special role. They forgot the Bards did not just entertain. They forgot that the Bards gave life to the Universe itself. Confused by delusion, People thought the Universe sang itself into existence. We live inside this delusion. If we forget we are in a dream Music can be pureed into sweet, sticky goo. The Universe begins to unravel. It becomes loose threads of meaningless cloth. How do we repair the Universe itself? How do we sing it back to life? We only need to look at the Beauty which sits at the centre of everything.

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Genevieve suffered much pain and she nearly died; but she did survive the blood clot in her leg.

Twenty seven years later, the hospital where Chris had been born, had been renamed as the Royal Canberra Hospital and the government of the Australian Capital Territory decided to demolish it.  “Experts” were given the task of imploding the building.  Imploding means collapsing inwardly while exploding means collapsing outwardly.  Supposedly, there is no flying debris with an implosion, whereas an explosion blows the rubble everywhere.

The implosion took place on Sunday, the 13th of July 1997 and 12 year old Katie Bender was hit by a piece of rubble that was not supposed to be there at all.  Katie died.  She had been picnicking with her family watching the implosion – as suggested by the government of the Australian Capital Territory.

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In 1998, my son Chris was only one year old when his mother went for her third stay in the hospital that would later be called the Royal Canberra Hospital.

The gynaecologist  had used forceps to deliver Chris, but he did not use them properly.  

The improper use of the forceps had caused the blood clot shortly after Chris was born.

The improper use of the forceps had also dislodged the womb from its proper place in my wife’s body.

Unless the womb was moved back to where it ought to be, serious consequences would occur.

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My mother decided that we needed her help when Genevieve had the operation a year after Chris was born.  She got the bus to Canberra and stayed in our flat.

I was stunned.

The woman who had made me homeless had decided I needed her help.

I would have preferred eating uncooked, broken glass.  Unfortunately, the cost of living in Canberra was extreme.  I could not afford to buy broken glass

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By staying calm I had helped save Genevieve’s life and I made sure my future grandchildren could be born.  In 1971, this meant I had to put up with my horrible mother.  It was not quite so bad for Genevieve.  She was able to sleep somewhere else for most of the time my mother was in Canberra.

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Never panic.

Always act with purpose.

There is always a solution, even if you do not like that solution.

Work out the solution and make it happen.

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I will tell you more tomorrow.