Respect: Throughout Time

Thank you goes to Linda for her idea of bringing us together for this

Time Machine Blogging Challenge. 

Directions: Pick a time in your life that was critical to your development. You can go back or forwards in time. It can be real or imagined. After all, it is real if you imagine it!

Choose an idea or a skill or a value you hold dear in the present and infuse it into that time period.

Share your story of what happens to positively impact your life.

Stepping in The Time Machine I am in 1997:

“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

True Story

The Television cameras were pointing at me as my turn came around the table to speak up, in front of me was President Chandrika Kumaratunga. Chandrika Bandaranaike Kumaratunga As The President of Sri Lanka.jpgShe had a wonderful green sari on and was smiling profusely. My mouth went dry, was I really in Sri Lanka?

How had I arrived here? was this really me about to take my turn to speak?

Time stopped as I took a breath and my mind went blank!

I had travelled a long way upon my journey Sometimes our ‘Journey’ takes us along various routes and detours but each road is one of discovery

Time travel back to 1969:

But Dad, I don’t want to work in a factory”, can’t I go to art college?”.. I wanted to say, but I knew it was worthless, even my teacher had tried to persuade my parents about further education, but to no avail. I had to respect my Dad’s wishes, that was how it was.

I was the eldest of 5 siblings and I was needed to bring in a wage, and the factories brought in the best wages.. And it was either the sewing factory or the Poultry factory; both had been on our  girls school antennary to visit in our last term as we were given ideas for career paths.

The slaughtering of chickens had sickened me, and the stench of it had stayed in my nostrils the whole day. No way was I going to work there!.

So at the age of 15 I left school to embark upon the next step of life out in the big wide world. I was plunged into an alien world of whirring machines, learning new names for them as well as new skills to operate them .

I would learn to mask my embarrassment of the more forward thinking girls, and laugh with a grin upon my face while noticeably turning red over their teasing  of a shy girl..

I would learn to master many skills within the textile trade over the next 30 years, and I would wear many hats with many names within the clothing industry, From machinist, I climbed through the various ranks to Training Manager. During this time I also held the title of Mrs, and Mum, to two children with a Mum break of around 5 years in between.

The one trait that got me through all of those years was to Respect all as  equals. No one was lesser or more than myself. I didn’t adopt habits of swearing or cursing and surprisingly in every place I have worked, while being very open minded, as I can laugh along with the rest over a good joke, others would always curb their language when I was around and would respect my dislike of its use. I could also communicate with top executives and was not afraid to voice  respectful opinions and ideas to help production costs

I ran many teams over the years putting in new styles, and would overhear some wonderful stories, that would make your hair curl Smile  and it would often make me smile when I walked back and forth to hear conversations alter as girls would say “watch your language Sue’s about!”.. I would never expect anyone to do something I couldn’t achieve myself, and would sit at any machine on the factory floor and work for long lengths of time to show girls I could earn my money in the minutes provided in Piece-Work. And if I couldn’t I would get it retimed.. ( as I was the one with the stop watch!) Winking smile 

I would act as negotiator in Union disputes and always tried to treat others fairly. Earning the respect of both parties involved.  I would hire, and yes at times have to fire, I would represent Industry as we linked with Education and took pride in being part of the first Business and Education Partnerships in schools, which helped create links for work experience for students in our area. I would put on fashion shows which I helped students design and then sew under supervision in our factories.. Life was Full on..

So began the mutual respect between us, and I was pleased to call this real Team-Working at its best.

“I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university.”
Albert Einstein

A collection of memories

A collection of memories

Fast-forward to 1997: I was back in the room with camera pointing straight at me

The day had  already been non-stop. I was here on a business trip and for this first week I was part of the London Chamber of Commerce Trade delegation, we had been to a lavish reception the evening before at the British High Commission in Colombo, And had visited a wonderful building in the morning where the prices of Tea had been bought and sold to listen to someone else speak.

I cleared my throat,… the person next to me finished what they were saying and I took a sip of water. I began speaking my rehearsed lines, but the only thing I could hear was the drumming in my ears from the pounding of my heart.

“ My name is……… and I am the Training Manager for…………… We have Nine Divisions World Wide and employ at the present time 2,980 people. We are here to familiarise ourselves with current sewing training, and to meet with local colleagues in Sri Lanka. We are also here to familiarise’ ( I knew I was repeating myself and I could feel my colour rise ) ‘ourselves with training cultures with the view to source training availabilities by visiting colleges.”

I turned to my colleague M, who was the Training Development Executive for help, and she then took over to fill in with more details; the next delegate spoke as the cameraman turned his lens on them. The whole event was surreal.

The month prior we had nearly cancelled our visit due to a bomb exploding in the Capital of Colombo by the Tamil Tigers. To be honest thinking back I never had given the world of politics much heed, so wrapped up within my own world of work had I been. It would be later I would find out more about this fascinating Woman before me in the Green Sari  and how tragedy had struck her  different members of her family and how later another bomb explosion was to take her sight of one eye. I have huge respect for this lady.

The warmth of everyone I met  in Sri Lanka had a huge impact upon me for  along while to come.. I saw how the other half lived as they washed their clothes in the river, and saw how many lived on so little. I saw the rubbish piles on the streets in our travels, and the heavy carts both people and cows pulled along. I marvelled how the children walked to school all neat and tidy in their uniforms, and held my breath often as we travelled the long distances to our Factory bases along roads where no rules seemed to apply, and where Cows  were the only ones who seemed to have rights of way. 

What struck me beyond any thing else, was that most of the time the people smiled.. They were courteous and respectful and even though they had nothing much their happiness radiated out and was contagious..

I saw the contrast of how the rich lived with the lavishness splashed out for those in business at the reception we were given in the British High Commission and the poverty so many endured just a few miles away.

For those of you who may be thinking our firm exploited these girls, let me say their factory conditions were newer and better than our own in the UK, They were purpose built on new industrial sites.  We were there to help set up training which would get these sewing machinists recognised as skilled machinist, Ours were not the sweat shops we see all too often on foreign shores..  Many families relying on their incomes and our firm also provided free medical care which extended to their immediate families. 

I left the industry for good in 2004, it was to be the same year that the Earth quake hit on Boxing Day December 26th. Where thousands perished.  I remember sending my colleagues messages. And later learnt many who had worked within my old company had lost their lives that day.   I took with me the respect I have always had for others and applied it within my daily life.. Both with people and with Nature and our Animal Kingdom..

If we  all of us had more respect for each other the world would not be as it is today, I have great respect for all throughout all walks of life..

Its up to each of us to learn to respect not only others but to remember to also respect ourselves

We are all of us worthy of respect!

Regardless of what backgrounds we have come from or what religion we follow or the colour of our skin



Thank you again Linda for bringing us together for this

Time Machine Blogging Challenge. 

Time Machine Challenge


And if you have survived to read down this far.. I say thank you so much for  staying the course and reading.. The Irony of this Post is that on Tuesday my daughter is to travel out to Sri Lanka

 Bon Voyage Love you  J, Mum. xx

The next up for Time Machine Blogging Challenge is  Sarah for October 12th .

Also Thanks go to Sindy for creating the logo of the Time Machine.

Love and Blessings

Enjoy your week





Living in the Moment~ A Short Story

I wrote this in 2011, and was browsing through my Archives,  I needed to read it again to bring me back into my NOW.. and Live in the Only Moment there is..


How long could she shut out the World? To open her eyes would allow the harsh light of day to blind her vision. A vision she no longer wished to see. She had witnessed cruelty beyond measure of Man’s inhumanity to man.

If she kept her eyes closed she could shut the world out. She could stop the constant chatter; the inaudible rabble the world threw out, the constant noise of the ‘woe is me’, ‘the I have not’, ‘the I want’ and ‘it’s mine’

Within the darkness behind her closed eyelids she could create a perfect world. A world of love and healing, a world of unity and sharing, a world of giving and receiving. A selfless world of Peace.

She wished this throbbing in her temples would cease, in fact it was at such times as these she wished she could just vanish completely. But as soon as the thought appeared she vanquished it from her mind, she knew she still had to fulfil her destiny, complete her mission, she knew her ‘Time’ was not yet.

‘Time’ ….everything had its Season, a time to sow a time to reap, ………

Harvest Time, ….. Now there she could focus, she knew all about harvest time… (We plough the seeds and scatter the good seed on the land) arrgh she thought what seeds indeed did we sow. Again she was a child, running, carefree, laughing.. Oh to have that feeling back, to wake each day with that Joy and spring in her step. To view the world with untainted innocence.

She wished Time would open up its ticking hands just to hold her still. To stop her thoughts from racing off into the future or slipping into the past. She wished Time would hold her still within that ‘moment’.

She laughed out loud, the sound echoed within the tunnel of her thoughts like an alien train. She’d had many ‘moments’ and each of them had been a ‘Now moment’ but she had let them All slip away as she looked over her shoulder as the shadows of the past crept up. Or she chased them into her future wishing them to come.

The salty brine oozed from beneath her eyelids, but she still refused to open them. Where did all those ‘Now’ moments go? Lost, gathered up in vague recollections.

The Light squeezed a ray of silver under her lids as the salt stung at her eyes.. Her temples throbbed in unison with her heart, pounding now within the cage beneath her breasts. A cage she had placed herself in. The rays of light filtered through her lashes creating prisms of colours that darted in lines she counted them, One,…… two,…….. three………………….

She opened her eyes with a start, the Sun had come out from behind the clouds.. She was back within the ‘Now’.. and a smile once again touched her lips for she realised she could live within the Now Moment any time she wished.. For ALL Moments are Now moments.

She just needed to believe and Live and ‘breathe’.. Every Moment Now….

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.


Wishing you all a Beautiful New Week

And welcome to all new Subscribers

Love and Blessings  



How Time Is Flying!








Our lives are ruled by the hands on a clock.

Slowly moving forward with a tick that never stops.

Displaying the time, as we rush here and there.

With never a minute left over to spare.


The minute we are born, our weight and time recorded.

One year later, arrives our Birthday date as ordered.

When we are young and unaware of time.

 The days seamed longer, the weather seamed more fine.


Nothing seamed to matter, but the content of your day.

Playing and laughing, having fun was the way.

Just when did time take over? Take control.

Was it in the schoolyard, when the bell tolls?


Time is a condition that man has worked out.

We wake up in the morning to a bell or a shout.

But have we lost something special in time along the way.

We’ve no time to listen, or give the time of day-

To someone who might need just a minute of your time.

One kind word is all it takes to make a person shine.


Time marches onward and soon we are old and grey.

As we look back in our memories, regrets before us lay.

Don’t let it be too late to put right all the wrongs.

And don’t harbour bitter grudges, let harmony be your song.


For time creeps on, and might catch you unawares.

Then you’ll wish the time you had were more lovingly prepared.

For God gave you this time, to use for love always.

Use it wisely and you will find contentment all your days.

By Dreamwalker


The Above Poem I wrote in 2007. Time is all about perception.. Sometimes an hour can fly in a matter of minutes, while sometimes a minutes may seem to last an hour.. 
What ever you are doing this weekend,
Enjoy your Time..
And remember the Only Time we Live is in the NOW of this Moment..
We can not live in the Past or worry about the Future
Use your Time Wisely
And Be good to One another

A time to BE.. and I am Back!

Peace Of Mind

Its strange how one moment stretches into two

As time to BE over-takes  all you do

Where nothing is important as you brain closes down

From the turmoil of the world it was time to go to ground

To escape the darkness,, the Wars and the Fear

And once again embrace all that  I hold dear.

Remember darkness is over ridden by the Light

So use your thoughts wisely as you witness other’s plights

Send out your love in all that you are seeing

For we are eternal and magnificent BEings 

So I spent time with Family on picnics and on  walks

And held long conversations guiding with my talks 

With others who had problems much bigger than my own

So  I meditate and swing from my garden seated zone    

I thought long and hard on my future space and time

Digging deep I soul searched for my answers to climb 

From the surface of my mind and from the depths of my heart

I sort to find  what direction I must  now start.

So I tendered in my notice one month have I to stay  

As I embrace a new ambition, Retirements on the way.

I will still be here in blog land to whip up the odd few rhymes

I thank you for your patience and all your merry chimes,

I’ll work my way around you, catching all your news

And soon I will be Free to write again my mews

For it’s given me such strength to know I have such friends

Who cheer me from afar with Gratitude I send

Your words do so inspire me each one I surely read

Each one of you I’m grateful as you continue to plant  your seeds

For everyone that comments to the beating  of my drum

Has lifted me ever skyward and stopped me feeling glum.     

So now I need to focus on the things which bring in Peace

Its time for recreation. And the darkened world to cease

So do not hold your Fear as we are being led to doubt

Instead raise up your voice let’s here us  all shout..


is my Mantra terror and War shall not reign

The Light of love will win as the darkness  will refrain

From controlling us to submit to it’s  Fearful ploys

We are Free thinking humans not puppets or their toys.

So come on rally with me as we cry out to bring on Peace

Let’s stop those in power for murdering to Decrease     

Stop using religion and sects to create War

We are ALL Universal Warriors as we follow universal laws

Every thing created began within our minds 

So come on let’s Deliver the Light of Love, be kind

My silence now is over as I step into the zone

I’ve shed the cloak of material and onward I will roam

The Dreamer has awoken from her sleep

As she breathes in Freedom and love light deep..

© Sue Dreamwalker 2014 All rights reserved.

I am back and hope to be catching up with those I have not yet visited some time during the week.. Many thanks for your patience and comments.. And welcome to those who are newly subscribed.. Welcome to Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary

Love and Blessings




I have a blogging Friend to thank for passing along this amazing video of a poem in spoken word by its author  Jamie Dunmore.

Listen to his passionate plea as he calls on Humanity to act responsibly and wake up to what we are doing to ourselves and our planet..  I hope you listen to his poem, as you also ask yourself  questions on what we would do and what WE  are allowing to happen..

Thank you David for passing this along…

Also may I take this opportunity to welcome all the New subscribers to Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary..

Now for more time out in Nature as I enjoy this Beautiful Day 

Love and Blessings 





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