Category: Letting go
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My favourite chapter in any book on Buddhism or meditation
How I love Pema Chodron’s teaching and writing on meditation
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Doing something without doing something
If you have sat with me in a mindfulness session or two then chances are you will have heard the Tchich Nhat Hanh lines below. They strike a chord for me as they are ridiculously simple instructions and yet they hold all of what could be taught. Breathing in, I know I’m breathing inBreathing out,…
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Yes, yes but of course
Spring is here. No surprise. Happens every year. Happened before I was born and will happen long after I have passed. Change change and change once more. The Earth spins at 1,000 mph at the equator and orbiting at 66,000 mph and the next season is always full tilt upon us. “Time is a jet…
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I sit content
I never bothered with reading poems until a few years back. I think I probably started at the time I was using twitter a lot. It may be a coincidence, but I still have little enthusiasm for reading verse if it stretches for much more than a page. I have a Walt Whitman book and…
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I hear you Mittakali, I hear you
The woman who wrote this lived about 2600 years ago. But she described her practice as though it were mine “I watched my thoughts/ piling themselves up/ all around me/…. Soon it was a whole city.” And now I am sitting here reassured in the knowledge that my situation is normal, probably common. There are…
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Owning Up
The goodbye speeches have been made and applauded. I have a couple of cards, with some beautifully written words in them and just the present I needed. I’ve hugged people I haven’t even touched in years of working with them and I put a box of photos and other memories in a box and driven…
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Coming back
After a six month enforced lay off, I went for a run yesterday. Now I’m no Mo Farah; I had only been running for a couple or months before having to stop, so slightly dispirited I went back to week one of the BBC couch to 5k app. Once more I was listening to Michael…
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Practice diary: 11th October
I have said it before, but people just presume I will always be mindful because I teach mindfulness. They are wrong. Over the weekend the heater for the shower sprung a leak. The ceiling on the floor below developed some brownish patches and the cupboard the white box was in was drenched. The house electrics…