What's the best piece of advice you've received from a friend?
Posted on Apr 25th, 2007
by
Sandra
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for April 19, 2007:
I'm three. A lot of things going on until then. Growing. Sucking. Shitting. All those nappies. Then there was crawling, that was good. Walking, scary! But my brother Michael told me the secret.
Well, I don't know for sure that I was three when Michael told me this, but I'm certain he did at some point, probably when I was pretending to be a tight-rope walker along the top of a narrow wall in one of my mother's building projects..
It's a beautiful suggestion, and has come back to me again and again in various forms.
Back to my brother Michael. That's who I want to write about, he's who I thought of when I saw this Question from Zaadz. He's commonly known as Mike Jensen.
Right at this very moment he is in Liberia helping Africa's first woman president Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf come up with a strategy to use the internet to accelerate Liberia's reconstruction and development.
Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf is the first elected black woman head of state in the world. There is LOTS going on in Liberia right now.. until yesterday I didn't even know where it was. (I often think Sierra Leone is somewhere in the mid-west of the U.S. It was Michael who suggested i was getting it mixed up with the spaghetti western movies of Sergio Leone. He's right, of course...)
It is because of Michael that I'm here on Zaadz. He introduced me to email when I was 18. That's well over 20 years ago. It is because of him I'm not scared of technology, that I experience it almost as part of myself.
He's not an Apple user (harumph!) but then the way he uses his computer he doesn't need a helpful or pretty operating system- he can use anything at all, just so long as he can get into the system, which he always can - in a way most of us don't even know is possible ( or don't even want to know is possible...)
I'm obviously very proud of Michael - he's one of those people who work largely in the background, is uninterested in money or fame, and yet could easily have had both. He is enormously instrumental in the progress of wiring up Africa - from the ground up. He works as an independent consultant, assisting in the establishment of information and communications systems in developing countries. He makes frequent arduous flights all over the world to share his vision and his extensive knowledge and experience. He's written speeches for Nelson Mandela and other governmental heads, he is a consultant for the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation on the International library Initiatives in Botswana - a project that is making libraries and the internet more available to everyone the country. But mostly, Michael is tirelessly available for everyone who needs his skills.
Thank you Michael, for everything, including the don't wobble bit. I do wobble. I'm a wobbler I'm afraid, but I do look ahead, and from you I learn two more things: to be calm in the face of great stress, and never to judge another.
And for those of you interested in some of his work in communications and technology:
Looks like he's checking the sky for signs of our UFO pick up.... I'm just happy to be there.
"Don't look down," he whispered, "keep looking straight ahead, then you don't wobble."
Well, I don't know for sure that I was three when Michael told me this, but I'm certain he did at some point, probably when I was pretending to be a tight-rope walker along the top of a narrow wall in one of my mother's building projects..
It's a beautiful suggestion, and has come back to me again and again in various forms.
"When walking, just walk. When sitting, just sit.
But above all don't wobble! Do only one thing at a time."
(attributed to many, from Alan Watts to Zen Master Lin Chi to Lao Tzu. And one of my own teachers Paul Lowe, added the following slant: "Dead is one thing, alive is the other, it is the middle that is the most uncomfortable." )But above all don't wobble! Do only one thing at a time."
My brother Michael
Back to my brother Michael. That's who I want to write about, he's who I thought of when I saw this Question from Zaadz. He's commonly known as Mike Jensen.
Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf
Right at this very moment he is in Liberia helping Africa's first woman president Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf come up with a strategy to use the internet to accelerate Liberia's reconstruction and development.
Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf is the first elected black woman head of state in the world. There is LOTS going on in Liberia right now.. until yesterday I didn't even know where it was. (I often think Sierra Leone is somewhere in the mid-west of the U.S. It was Michael who suggested i was getting it mixed up with the spaghetti western movies of Sergio Leone. He's right, of course...)
runs in the family...
He's not an Apple user (harumph!) but then the way he uses his computer he doesn't need a helpful or pretty operating system- he can use anything at all, just so long as he can get into the system, which he always can - in a way most of us don't even know is possible ( or don't even want to know is possible...)
I'm obviously very proud of Michael - he's one of those people who work largely in the background, is uninterested in money or fame, and yet could easily have had both. He is enormously instrumental in the progress of wiring up Africa - from the ground up. He works as an independent consultant, assisting in the establishment of information and communications systems in developing countries. He makes frequent arduous flights all over the world to share his vision and his extensive knowledge and experience. He's written speeches for Nelson Mandela and other governmental heads, he is a consultant for the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation on the International library Initiatives in Botswana - a project that is making libraries and the internet more available to everyone the country. But mostly, Michael is tirelessly available for everyone who needs his skills.
Oliver and Mike
Michael has a young son, my nephew, Oliver - nearly a year and a half, and is expecting another child in August. He lives like I do, like a gypsy, with his lovely partner Georgia. They are looking ( me too! ) for a base, for a community-like home, and in the meantime home is the internet.
Mike has had many adventures - he's been shot at in Mozambique, mugged in Johannesburg, caught in the eye of the Tsunami in Sri Lanka.
He's held my hand when things were bad at home, and on those long long walks home after the Sunday Dance from the Glen Bay hotel in Glencolumbkille when we were teenagers. We were called "Blonde on Blonde" by the local Irish kids.
Mike has had many adventures - he's been shot at in Mozambique, mugged in Johannesburg, caught in the eye of the Tsunami in Sri Lanka.
He's held my hand when things were bad at home, and on those long long walks home after the Sunday Dance from the Glen Bay hotel in Glencolumbkille when we were teenagers. We were called "Blonde on Blonde" by the local Irish kids.
Michael and Oliver
Thank you Michael, for everything, including the don't wobble bit. I do wobble. I'm a wobbler I'm afraid, but I do look ahead, and from you I learn two more things: to be calm in the face of great stress, and never to judge another.
And for those of you interested in some of his work in communications and technology:
"Bandwidth is the life-blood of the world's knowledge economy, but it is scarcest where it is most needed ... For those African institutions that can afford it, their costs are usually thousands of times higher than for their counterparts in the developed world, and even Africa's most well-endowed centres of excellence have less bandwidth than a home broadband user in North America or Europe, and it must be shared amongst hundreds or even thousands of users. A variety of factors are responsible for this situation, but the biggest cause is the high cost of international connections to the global telecommunication backbones." - Mike Jensen Dec 7, 2006 Africa: Bandwidth Reports
More details about Mike Jensen at www.suvabay.com
Looks like he's checking the sky for signs of our UFO pick up.... I'm just happy to be there.







it is really lovely to hear you talk about your brother. i am envious at so many levels that you had such a loving and wise brother growing up. can i borrow him for a day or for a rewriting of my past??
Wobbling
i have been noticing a thing in myself about looking down versus looking forward or just looking. i look down when i am unsure fearful or unknowing. i see this as a defense mechanism or just a sign to notice… hey i am looking down there must be something going on.
i don’t need to look down. i can face adversity or what ever it is i am faced with. i don’t need to wobble, and if i do… i can just look up. :)
a very nice tribute to your loving brother. you're both lucky to have each other.
Thanks Markus - and what a totally lovely icon pic you have! You are welcome to borrow my brother (or at least his brotherly-ness!)
- I've also noticed how / where I'm looking when I'm walking.
Usually when I look down I'm 'thinking' and not being present with simply… walking. The moment I look up my mind clears and I'm with what is happening around me, the beauty, the feel of the air on my face, or the people around me, happy, sad.
I feel sure you can face any adversity, dear Markus. Perhaps wobbling is sometimes not such a bad thing, we get to feel a wee bit more than other people… and in the end, we are here, and doing alright for the most part, wobble or not. I sometimes have to remind myself that I'm not alone - I have friends and dear ones. It's good to have one or two non-wobblers about - I can rest in their energy for a moment!
And thank you, dear Maze. Yes we are very lucky. I know there are many siblings who do not get on together - I'm always amazed… :-)
Sending love,
Sandra
yes, has been heart warming reading what you say and how you say it about your brother. very touching.
and informative at the same time: you really sure Sierra Leone is not…? oups!
there also is something touched that might be envy, or something similar, a little sadness, (feeling sorry for myself? maybe also), that has to do with the fascinating things he does, his capability, his adventures… described by you so lovingly, that makes me feel the part where I sometimes think I have failed… I have not become what I could have been…
something to have a closer look at.
instead of writing something clever now or funny, I will just let it be there and say good night for tonight.
night, love!
Well, dear Gabriele, just to put balance on these things, I didn't, of course, mention that Michael, on occasion, tickled me to tears when he was mad at me ( I went and broke his pencils behind his back in retaliation)… and we had a brief 'bad' period when I was 15 or so ( he is 3 1/2 years older than me).
And all that travelling he does now, he doesn't complain, but I know he would rather not. He just flew from North Africa to London, had a one day turnarround to fly to Johannesburg, and then flew to Liberia the following day. All hotels and conference rooms, not much time for 'fun'. And you can imagine how hard it is on Georgia… so… I haven't painted a full picture, just part of it, yes the part I like best of course.
Night night all, and much love.
Sandra
I probably should just say “ditto” to the other nice replies here since they are so damn close to what I was getting reading your post. I'll certainly stand with them and say how lovely. Hey, we're all brothers and sisters right? That's one fine way to take this life.
you go girl!
bobJuan.
This is a beautiful post.
“I feel sure you can face any adversity, dear Markus”
i will remember you said that, Sandra. so much yet to heal.
Wow Wow Wow…
Love, love, love
enough said…
J
Thanks dear bobJuan, Donan, Jenna…lovely to have you here.
I just got a short email from my brother in Liberia, he managed to read the blog while having breakfast before a meeting. I think it got to him.. he was glad none of his colleagues were around watching him read it ! (breakfast was 1 breadroll, 1 banana, 1 teabag with condensed milk and 1 boiled egg… things are not easy in Liberia to say the least)
And dear Markus - I know it sometimes feels like an endless journey, but I celebrate how far you - all of us - have come along the path - I suspect if we have managed this far, we are going to do okay for the rest of it.
Much love,
Sandra
“”And dear Markus - I know it sometimes feels like an endless journey, but I celebrate how far you - all of us - have come along the path - I suspect if we have managed this far, we are going to do okay for the rest of it.””
there is no complaint here. i look forward to more… it is my passion, and yet sometimes i wonder if it is enough of a passion to live for…
My brother was 13 when I was born. He rode me on his shoulders and danced with me to the TV show: American Bandstand. He bought a black and white velvet dress for me to wear at his graduation from high school and I cried with jealousy when he took another girl to his prom when I was 5.
I love and admire him so very much. Brothers are wonderful. Thanks for sharing your story with all of us…
And Oliver is delightful!!
Blessings, Aley
Wow, Sandra – Gypsydom must certainly run in your family! What a spirit your brother is! A real inspiration to hear about someone who makes himself so available to the needs of the moment …
“Keep looking straight ahead, and then you don't wobble.” :-)
Here's one I seem to be living by lately: “Walk slowly, and drink a lot of water.”
Cheers,
Mary
Don't forget to scrub behind the ears!!!
Lovely to hear about your brother dear Aley!
And Mary, YES, I will never forget a Sankai Juku
excersize I did, on 'walking' - where you felt every part of your foot against the ground, walking with total presence, every muscle and tendon and part of foot aware and open and feeling ( so many many little bones and bits in there..). Water, well I can never get enough of water…
Heh heh shwartzman - that's one I learnt all by myself ;-)