“I felt free and therefore I was free.” Jack Kerouac Jacky was off on her hols last week, in a camper van and wandering free. I was here left at the helm (anything could happen!), on the computer, feeling a bit miffed, and slightly, ever so slightly jealous. I love the open road. As…
“A man that studieth revenge, keeps his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal.” –Francis Bacon Just this week, at the beginning of a 2-hour journey in the dark, my headlights decided to develop a gremlin. I hadn’t driven in the dark for some time, and with the subtle change in seasons occurring I noticed…
Over the past month of my holiday and especially my week of home retreat one of the things I have recognised is how susceptible I am to chronic stress. I noticed this at the weekend, where we had over 50 new students online for their first weekend of their Masters in Mindfulness with the University…
Last week I had a busy work week, lots of busyness going on at home, a wee holiday up to North Wales with family and then I had my young grandchildren to stay – they are 7 and 5… And so although I have many tales to tell about all that – it wasn’t exactly…
This week I have been swamped with work, or so I thought, and an uneasy feeling of creeping overwhelm has threatened to flood me. Lockdown had provided me with what felt like a dreamy safe haven, some of my freelance work had been on hold and I think I liked that a bit too much!…
This week has been a week of emotional extremes for me and I have watched myself surf and sink and resurface, at times mindfully aware, at times getting sucked into thinking, worrying, ruminating, celebrating – and the whole time I can honestly say I kept a mindful watch on myself as I navigated the highs…
Last week was one of contrasts, worlds colliding, working my edge. Having completed my second year of the MSc Studies in Mindfulness I feel relief, surprise that I managed to get this far, and celebration at the progress both in knowlede and practice. All of this tinged with a hint of sadness at finishing our…
Next baby steps towards addressing unconscious racism Last week I found myself writing about the automatic denial and defensiveness I saw in myself when I was presented with an opportunity to work on discovering how racism might live in me. This response, I later discovered, is typical for a white person. Apparently, many of us…
Within the body you are wearing, now inside the bones and beating in the heart, lives the one you have been searching for so long. But you must stop running away and shake hands, the meeting doesn’t happen without your presence . . . your participation. The same one waiting for you there is moving…