I Am Here. Now.

Stepping into the past helped me step into the present.

If my guide, Steve, hadn’t pointed it out, I would have missed it – just like everyone else walking on the quiet London street appeared to. There, in fading white letters stenciled against the background of black bricks is the word “SHELTER.” Below it is a white arrow pointing down toward a flight of stairs, which leads to the basement of a London flat.

Editor’s  Note: See the first segment of Jeff’s journey here ⤵︎

Standing in History’s Footsteps

“If one of the bombs had fallen directly on them down there,” cautioned Steve, “it would have been the end.  There wasn’t much between them and the road, but it was better than being caught out in the open.”

The “bombs” to which Steve referred speak to Germany’s campaign at the beginning of WWII to force England to capitulate by destroying its industrial centers. When that effort failed, Hitler turned his wrath on the population. Starting on September 7, 1940, and continuing for the next 57 days and nights, the German air force indiscriminately bombed London and other cities across the country.

In total, Steve pointed out, some 20,000 Londoners perished from the bombings, fires, and collapse of buildings in what has come to be known as “the Blitz.” Later in the war, another 10,000 would die at the hands of Germany’s unmanned V1 and V2 rockets. I think of the trauma we experienced on one day – September 9, 2001. It’s hard to imagine what Londoners went through.

But that is, in part, why I’m here in London. As a former high school history teacher and a long-time student of WWII, I had engaged Steve to lead me on a tour of what evidence still remains of those days. I wanted again to “walk in the footsteps of history” to feel, if only in a small way, what Londoners might have felt during those dark nights.

Interestingly, by stepping into the past, I opened a more important door to my present.

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For three hours, Steve conducts a graduate class in “then” and “now.” “Then” are photographs, first-person accounts, and actual artifacts from the days of “the Blitz”; “now” are the sites as they are today.

  • Near St. Paul’s Cathedral, the bombed-out shell of Christchurch Greyfriars encapsulates a public garden – a space for quiet reflection away from frenetic, crowded London.
  • The Strand subway station that Londoners frequented nightly as a bomb shelter sits locked and disused.
  • A café crowded with tourists, which was once the bomb shelter in the old crypt underneath St. Martin in the Fields Church from which CBS correspondent Edward R. Murrow broadcast during a German bombing raid.
  • Last and perhaps most lasting is the significant bomb damage to one side of St. Clement Danes Church, which sits on its own little island in the middle of the bustling Strand. One night, a 500-lb. German bomb landed in the street and the shrapnel from it tore large chunks out of the church’s wall. The scars were never filled in.

Along the way, Steve adds depth by sharing examples of British pluck. For example, the following message was posted in theatres and cinemas across London:

“WHEN AN AIR RAID WARNING IS RECEIVED, YOU WILL BE INFORMED FROM THE STAGE. THOSE WISHING TO LEAVE WILL HAVE SEVEN MINUTES TO FIND SHELTER. FOR THOSE DESIRING TO STAY, THE SHOW WILL GO ON. WALK, NOT RUN TO THE EXITS. DO NOT PANIC. REMEMBER, YOU ARE BRITISH.”

Steve and I eventually part more as friends than as guide and client. He is deeply passionate about this slice of British history and is eager to share it like a good meal. For a few hours, I have the privilege of sitting around a metaphorical campfire, listening to a tribal elder share the stories of the past – Steve’s words lighting the air like embers.

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As I head off to meet my wife for lunch, I am struck by the realization that most Londoners walk by these places every day and see nothing. The past whispers “I am here,” but there is little or no realization on the part of most pedestrians who are focusing on their smartphones.

“Don’t be so smug,” I remind myself. “You’ve been known to do that, too.”

Dutifully chastised, I walk on. But for blocks, I have this evolving and gnawing feeling that there is more here.

And eventually I settle on this: It is not just our past that we miss. All too often it is our present.

Here, I will only focus on myself. I can easily take today for granted, presuming it has some inevitability to it. But when I lean back from the keyboard for a moment, I am reminded that it doesn’t. Here in London, I could easily step into the path of a double-decker bus because I looked left instead of right. Or a critical artery in my chest could suddenly close as I hop from the subway car in an effort to “Mind the Gap.” (“Damn my obsession with cheese!” I think just before I hit the platform.)

“You could be dead tomorrow,” my dad used to caution. With the misguided omniscience of youth, I dismissed his assertion with an arrogant roll of my eyes. But I realize now that he was right.

Here’s my problem: I am on autopilot much of the time. My days are a series of predictable routines. I do this, then I do that. That pattern breeds a certain comfortability, but it is also opioid-like. I’m lulled into a Groundhog Day misbelief that tomorrow will safely be just like today.

“There are no guarantees in life,” my dad would pontificate after his breakfast ritual of reading the Chicago Tribune’s obituary’s page.

I am a list maker, a task doer. I’ve been known to add a task that I’ve already accomplished to a “To Do” list just so I can cross it off. Laugh if you must, but I find great satisfaction in that. And those tasks, I recognize now, don’t involve either me or my spouse, siblings, relatives, or friends as often as they should.  I tend to gravitate to the accomplishment of things than on the deepening of relationships.

Much to my trainer’s dismay, you won’t see “gym” at the top of my daily list. You won’t see “do something…totally unexpected for Jennifer today.” Nor will you see a bulleted item that reads “don’t make a list today.”

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Here in London, my wife and I have been using an app that helps us navigate the city without the benefit of WiFi. On the one hand, it’s a marvelous tool, as it allows us to find our way without having to fumble with a large map at every corner – “Tourist!” figuratively stamped across our foreheads. Instead, we blend in with the many other Londoners looking down at their phones as they walk.

My phone becomes a divining rod of sorts for tracking down another one of London’s “hidden gems” – yes, from the list I made before we left New York. But in the process, we miss much of what’s around us. How, for example, did Abbey Road, Brick Lane, Piccadilly, and Oxford Circus come to be named? How are they more than just points on a map or signs on a wall that help us not get lost?

Perish the thought that we might get lost.

In her deeply thoughtful little book, A Field Guide to Getting Lost, Rebecca Solnit writes “To be lost is to be fully present, and to be fully present is to be capable of being in uncertainty and mystery.”

I think most of us tend to have difficulty with being lost. We don’t look at uncertainty and mystery as an opportunity – a fun plot twist in our daily story. Instead, we either cling to the clarity of the past, or we try to peer through the fog of what’s not known about tomorrow. As a result, we can miss what’s right in front of us.

How many times when I’m (supposed to be) listening to a friend or my significant other does something they say trigger a memory or encourage me to make a mental note of something I need to do? (There now, I’ve missed an entire paragraph! What time are we supposed to meet our friends for dinner?) But I gamely nod on like I’ve soaked up Jen’s every word.

I look up from the app on phone just in time to catch the name of a pub I’m approaching: “The Viaduct Tavern.” I stop and look around for the viaduct and don’t immediately see one.

Oooh, a mystery! “Maybe we should get us a pint,” I tell myself, “and find out more.”

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Iklerhttps://www.queticocoaching.com/
The river that runs through my career lives – as teacher, publisher, coach, podcaster and author – is helping individuals acquire knowledge, skills, and self-awareness so they can better achieve their desired results and impact. • As Director of Quetico Leadership and Career Coaching, I work with individuals and leaders to overcome obstacles and make sustained changes in their behavior. • I co-host the podcast “Getting Unstuck – Shift for Impact,” where I bring to light inspirational stories of transformation in the field of education. • I am the co-author of the soon-to-be-published book for school educators, Shifting: How Educational Leaders Can Create a Culture of Change.
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Ken Vincent
Ken Vincent

What a wonderful article and how very true. I am often amazed at what I see when my wife is driving down a street that we have been on dozens of times, maybe hundreds. Wow, there is a tailor’s shop. I need to remember that. Ah, that strip mall is putting on a new facade. It is also noteworthy that as we get older we no longer consider ourselves “bulletproof” as we did when younger. We realize that there are no guarantees of anything, including a tomorrow.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

Well said, Ken. It’s like we have two internal switches that we have to turn off: (1) our tendency to be on auto-pilot; and (2) our misguided sense of being “bulletproof.” Thanks for your read and comment.

Christine MacNulty
Christine MacNulty

Jeff, Thank you for the two beautiful articles you have written. I just read both of them. As a former Brit who spent a lot of time in Belgium, you brought back significant memories. I love to sit quietly in places that seem to hold memories from former times. It’s possible to imagine what life was like then – and the differences between then and now that give additional meaning to the present.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

Christine, you nailed it in three words: “to sit quietly.” How often do we do that?

Relative to that, the amazing aspect of the first trip was to stand in the sunlight, listen to birds singing, watch the drying corn stalks move in the breeze – all while I stand at the end of what used to be a trench used in war. What a juxtaposition.

Thanks for your reads and comment.

Laura Staley

What a beautiful reminder to be here now, Jeff.

After living through so many challenges (every single day unpredictable from the one before) that persisted for months( five years ago), something broke free inside of me, in the very core of me to savor, savor, savor being alive, the ride, the mystery, the uncertainty. I wouldn’t wish this particular path on anyone and I notice there continue to be many heart and soul altering benefits. I enjoyed your story immensely. Thank you so much for sharing.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

“Something broke free inside of me”: survival! Glad it did because it released one amazing human being. Thanks for being you, Laura. Thank you for the read and comment.

Larry Tyler

I love this. While I seek out the whispers of the past to learn their past I too see so many that walk past oblivious to the history. It is sad.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

Yeah, not sure what the answer is here either. Having been a history teacher in a much earlier life, I know the challenge of making history come alive outside of a textbook. Most kids are not inspired to just read history. My love of it came about when my parents shared artifacts from the home front during @@II. Thanks for the read and comment, Larry.

Christine MacNulty
Christine MacNulty

I loved the articles – as I mentioned – and I am also loving all the profound comments from everyone. Being aware of surroundings – not just the physical, material ones, but the memories and emotions that are always swirling around – make moments more real. I’m not a practitioner of mindfulness meditation, but I’m beginning to see the value of it.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

Christine — OK, given your interest in mindfulness meditation, you might be interested in a series of three interviews my cohost and I conducted on our podcast, “Getting Unstuck – Shift for Impact.” Check out #s 31, 32, and 33. Our interviewees really changed how I thought about mindfulness.

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/getting-unstuck-shift-for-impact/id1439952788

Thanks again for your interest and comments on this topic.

Christine MacNulty
Christine MacNulty

Thank you, Jeff. I’ll listen with great interest.

Tom Dietzler

Jeff, my friend, another gem. As someone who has “Adaptability” in my top five strengths, I have a hard time with lists. I make them, probably grudgingly, and welcome any and all opportunities to find something “unlisted” to tackle. I love to go off script. My bride is a lover of maps, so we almost go nowhere without one, but we are embracing technology more by adopting some tactics similar to what you have mentioned. Too often, it devolves into me reading a review of the movie that we’re trying to watch, while the movie is still. Being present is elusive, and requires focus and attention. When we travel and leave our routines, the sensory overload can scatter our ability to soak in where we are and just be.

As a history buff cut from cloth akin to yours, I see and seek history everywhere. Were I in your shoes, I’d most likely still be nosing around checking out every last site. The horror of the epic struggles like the world wars, the American Civil War and many others lose their impact as those with first hand knowledge leave the landscape. The gift of the Steve’s of the world is that they immerse themselves in history and then are so generous in their sharing of it. Thank you for bringing us along, Jeff, and for the insight and perspective of a scholar and keen observer.

Jeff Ikler
Jeff Ikler

Tom, thanks so much for your generous comment. I thought this one might appeal to you. One cannot help but be present at those moments, but at the same time, the sites are like time machines.

These two excursions were eye-opening to me, so I intend to carve out time to strike out on my own again. Next is maybe the American line of the Western Front. I know the battle names, but so little about the men who fought there. Must see Malmedy, the Hurtgen Forest holds special allure, and of course, Berlin. I can always use a traveling companion….

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