Showing posts with label Well-being. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Well-being. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 October 2012

Beginner's Mind - Day 23 of 31 Days of Change.

“In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, but in the expert’s there are few.”  
– Zen Master Shunryo Suzuki 


"I don't know" is a good one! Whenever you happen to hear yourself saying or thinking this--whatever you are doing at the time--it is a very good sign that insights and understandings are going to be coming up. In the troubled times of my life, I find it a great relief of stress when I can remember this: "I don't know."
People don't allow themselves this stance of "I don't know" often enough. This is because we always know, or we always think we know. Most of the time when people think they know, they don't really know at all. All they know are their past impressions of the situation that is happening now, the conclusions they came to on previous times, or judgments about similar events or circumstances that happened once upon a time.
Living with "I know" is a tremendous handicap that keeps us out of the present, and living in the past. It doesn't allow us anything new, no surprises, no insights, no discoveries. It doesn't allow us to unlock and understand any of the mysteries of the present moment, and it keeps us frozen in the judgments of the past.
That is why beginner's mind is a wonderful strategy for those who would like to learn about the deeper mysteries of life. It isn't easy! There's nothing people treasure as much as their brilliant opinions, unless it is their cherished beliefs. Yet these will not help us in finding these new dimensions of life that are to be found in schools like this.
Beginner's mind doesn't ask you to believe in anything in particular. It simply says put aside the beliefs you already have for a little while, and do the exercises the teachers suggest without beliefs or expectations, simply to see in your own direct experience whatever your experience of these exercises is.
And after the exercises are over, you can go right back to that shelf again. You can take back all of those opinions, all that reason and logic, all of those cherished beliefs--just the way you left them! You can put them right "back on" all over again. If there happen to have been some new insights, something new, never noticed before, something you've seen with your own eyes, or heard with your own ears, something you've smelled, or tasted, or felt with your own sensitive body, there is no problem about that. You can still leave with what you came in with. That choice is still up to you.
Quoted from:  Teaching Tools for Mindfulness Training

I have always struggled with "I don't know". When I hear myself saying this (which is quite a good deal if I am honest), I feel irritated. I have often struggled with the constant feeling I have had, that of always being a "beginner"; of always feeling "new"; of always being a stranger, even when I get to know people well. 

Fear of failure and lack of self-trust has gotten in the way of being able to "live life to the max with beginner's mind" . I have felt too hesitant and too fearful to really trust myself, or the universe and to let go and jump into life with full on love, excitement and joy. That longing was inside me all of these years, and would bubble up sometimes in certain circumstances when I felt safe. I really did believe in the possibilities and wonder of living life this way, I simply seemed unable to feel the joy in my heart. For a long time I was frozen, immobile and afraid. I did not know who I was and could not "be myself", though other people often advised me that this was the way to be happy.

It finally seems as if this year I am becoming more open to the possibilities and more myself than ever before.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Home and Dry?

September Rain - Sept 2011
Words seem to fail me since I got back from my holiday last Wednesday. I had plans to blog my final few days of leave away, reading and commenting as much as possible. I'd really missed having the time to blog in the run up to the holdiday, which had been a bit manic with little time for writing, thinking or anything. All the excitement and preparation paid off, as the holiday was really lovely. Some precious time together, lots of sunshine, no television or internet for the first five days and although I did take a book with me, I didn't even read it much. I think I was on shut down. Information overload had left me simply wanting to soak up the sunshine and use my fives senses in other ways than usual.

Funnily enough, since we came home, I haven't really wanted to write anything very much. So this post is just a ..."get to the keyboard and see what happens"....kind of post.

It was my second day back at work today, and I can feel the sensory memories slipping away......

The weather here has been awful since September when we had very high winds and rain. Now we are home here it is again...cold, wind, rain and more rain ....and more wind. It was dark tonight as I drove home pretty early for me. The clocks go back this month which marks the decent into winter. We are expecting a very cold winter, for the past two years snow has hit us in parts of the UK that it never often did. I'm honestly not moaning about the weather.....I know we are lucky here not to suffer the extremes that other places do. I also know how lucky I am to have had a holiday. It just feels so dark and dreary after the wonderful warmth, blue skies and sea of Italy and France.

It's not just the weather that's making me a bit grouchy. Things are not looking pretty here on the economic front and I am seeing so many people in trouble through my work. After two days back on the job I am searching hard for the good news. It's there...a young woman expecting her first baby finds somewhere to live; and I see courage(through great pain) in another young parent's eyes as she faces family life on her own.

I'm reflecting on lessons learned once again through my own discontent and irritability....I'm human after all. Amazingly I can pull myself back now more often, thanks to my mindfulness practice(which needs more discipline right now I know). Several itchy places occurred on holiday when I found myself selfishly wanting to do things, but having to make sacrifices to accommodate another's needs. After we arrived home I managed to throw a huge tantrum over another (what I saw as an) inconvenience coming my way; afterwards I ate humble pie and saw just how ridiculous all my noise and resistance had been. Then on Saturday a letter arrived with more "inconvenience" - again I just have to let go and open my arms and my heart.

All of these lessons, and the memories of feeling (almost) totally relaxed on holiday, lead me to conclude that all of this rain is needed. I need a good soaking! :) I've been a bit dry and so has life. Keeping safe whilst I mended and healed. Wise then. Now I am conscious of the danger of slipping back and instead of taking forward the wider lessons of the past year or so, of keeping closed, of not opening my heart as I had learned was needed, and had started to take steps towards. I was still holding back.

So the holiday memories that will stay with me most and that I will dive into, as I start this next learning journey, are of being in or on water; of the sun on my face and of cooling breezes; of my body striding boldly out each day and of my heart opening to risk, to love and to laughter. There will be more swimming, more walking and spending time in the open air(even if it is raining and windy), and more time for other folks... if only to share a smile or a few moments of conversation. A bit of a clear out is also long overdue - time to focus down again for a while on one or two projects - being more present......getting a good drenching!

Me Waving(not drowning) - Italy 2011

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Weekend Appreciations on a Wednesday

It was so wonderful having an extra day at home for the Bank Holiday Monday. After a busy weekend last week, a quiet weekend just pottering at home was just what I needed.

This is some of what I got up to and am grateful for this weekend.



We had two visitors this weekend, but overall it was a quiet one.

One of my sisters popped in for a few moments on Sunday, and brought me some olive oil soap she bought on holiday. It was so wonderful to see her and I promised I would return the visit very soon.

 On Saturday I spotted this furry visitor looking in at the window. Cute eh?


Mr Stayingawake thought it would be hilarious to make funny faces at me, as I took photographs of our visitor from the outside.

I really do appreciate his sense of humour. He can always make me smile.


Incredible. Beautiful. Amazing.




The caterpillar of course! 


Lavender from the garden.
 

Linseed from the local health food store, where I chatted for a while with the assistant. He was very helpful and we had some laughs with an elderly gentleman who was complaining in a sort of joking way about the penny sale (that wasn't a penny sale).


I still have some lavender oil left from years ago - so I used it to add a drop or two into the mix.

I appreciate my younger self who was always intending to find time to use and learn about plants their uses.

I appreciate the me now, who is making time for all of the things that interested my younger self but that she didn't have time for. Or didn't make time for!

Filling up the muslin pillow. I appreciate the sewing lessons I had at primary school. Though at the time and for many years, sewing was my least favourite pastime.

I love the delicate weave of the muslin and the way the light shines through.




Here is the inner pillow, full to the brim with lavender and linseed, and ready to slip inside the pretty cover.






Damsons sent with love, from a friend's garden.


I intend to send some love right back to the friend especially as she is unwell right now.
Some of the Damsons being boiled to make jam.


Look at the beautiful colour as they begin to soften and change.

 On this last weekend of summer I am already thinking of harvest festival time just around the corner.



The Marrow and herbs are from the allotment and the garden. (Mr Stayingawake's other name is Mr Greenfingers.)

We have marrows in abundance at the moment and are sharing with others of course. I found a few recipes here and the one we tried here. There were a few funny ones I found, which suggested some not so helpful ideas but I can't find them now. They gave me a giggle.

Mmmm. My favourite part was chopping up the fresh herbs from the garden.

 I picked mint, corriander and parsley.

Such wonderful smells.

Lovely, tasty supper - the recipe was for four so I halved it as there was just the two of us.

Next on the "marrow to do list", is marrow and ginger jam. There is a marrow waiting for me in the kitchen and it has "jam" written all over it.

We also were sent some pears by the friend who sent the damsons. Tonight some of them have been used to make Damson, Pear and Walnut Muffins.

Next weekend more of the pears will be used to make this. It should keep until Christmas so I will be taking a jar or two with me as gifts when I call to visit family over the next few weeks.


Here's hoping that you had a fabulous weekend however you spent it.

Monday, 15 August 2011

FLOW #mindful52 Week 26

It's been a while since I wrote a blog entry using one of the Mindful52  prompts. However I have been thinking on the prompt from Week 26 ever since the end of June when Heather wrote...... 

This week’s topic is FLOW. 
Life inherently has its own rhythm and flow.
Think of the ocean, the balance of the seasons, the constancy of day and night.
We as humans attempt to control so much of our lives when truthfully, “going with the flow” is the best way to carry on and CARRY OM!
To me, flow is related to the second and third chakras, relating to our emotions and power respectively – Svadhisthana and Manipura. Use meditation, visualization and yoga poses to open these chakras to get unstuck. Sun Salutations and Moon Salutations are both great flowing practices that allow release of both of these chakras through forward folds, backbends and lateral bends.
As always, use this week to be mindful of easy flow in your life – and lack thereof! Physically notice in quiet moments those places that feel constricted and stuck – where the breath won’t flow freely as it should. 

Since March this year I've been attending a Yoga class almost every week. In more recent weeks I've been doing a little yoga at home too. Yoga was always one of my intentions and though I "dabbled" a bit, I never made the commitment to myself until this year. I am still very much in the early stages and my practice is no where near disciplined enough, but I am just glad I made it to a class and keep going back. That is enough right now.

Thoughts of flow, have been swishing around at the back of my mind ever since I read Heather's prompt.

I noticed that flow has been present in my Yoga practice,  how I've been loving the easy movement from one yoga pose to another; as I've moved into downward dog from upward facing dog for example. I notice that the days this feeling of flow happens, are more often the days I practice at home.

In the class, I am often unsure of the sequence of poses that the teacher is choosing that day, there are other people about, and there is her voice, talking us through the breathing, commenting on our poses, pausing to explain. On these days there is never a glimpse of flow, sometimes just frustration or sometimes excitement at learning something new.

Then there are simply the days when, whether at home or in class, my body seems to fight and resist, it is a struggle to move my limbs, everything hurts, and the clock moves slowly. I am thinking ahead to what I will eat when I get home.
Last Friday night in the class, I had to put my mat in another area of the room, near the front, nearer the mirror and to the left of the teacher. I noticed that somehow the other bodies in the room seemed to fade, I couldn't see the teacher well from where I was, I had to listen to her rather than watch her. It all led to a very different experience in class. Almost a flow-like experience. Less self-consciousness, more control, more flow and more trust in my body.

I notice that I associate flow in yoga, with self-trust, power and confidence in my body. Off the mat I associate flow with confidence, empowerment and self-trust in my mind, and in my gut feelings.

Every time you don't follow your inner guidance, you feel a loss of energy, loss of power, a sense of spiritual deadness.  
~Shakti Gawain
 For such a long time I haven't trusted myself or been able to hear my inner voice, looking to others for reassurance, or completely disregarding my own thoughts or ideas. I love that feeling of flow and it reminds me of times when I have been so caught up in something, at work for example. I remember those times when I've been doing something that felt completely natural to me, I am "out" of my mind, lose all self-consciousness, and am in the FLOW ZONE. There may have been lots of hard work and soul searching put in before, but once in the zone there is nothing like that feeling! You know that feeling don't you? Pure joy.

The way you overcome shyness is to become so wrapped up in something that you forget to be afraid.  
~Lady Bird Johnson

Learning something new, developing skills, life changes, feeling unwell or tired; these things are always going to different degrees, be a struggle. The flow will be less free,  if it is there at all. There will be times that flow is blocked.

What I have to accept, is that there will always be challenges, some exciting, some that I would rather not face and make me want to curl up into a great big ball of numb.

It is more compassionate to learn not to resist, and not to give up on things or give less that my full commitment. It is more compassionate not to become so lost in self-doubt and not-knowing, that I cannot function in life and disappear. It is more compassionate to learn not to ride roughshod over my inner voice, and feelings.

The "I shoulds";  the "my body should be able to";  the "what will people think"; the "what they expect of me"; the "what I expect of myself"; all of those need to be banished.

I cannot control everything.

I am perfect already with all of my flaws.

Presenting an illusion of competence to the world, and comparing myself to others has been the maker of misery in my life.

Now I need to go with the flow, swim through the struggles and simply smile compassionately; laugh even,  as my body wobbles or collapses or just "wont do that!"  Out there in the world too.

It is kinder to let go of the fact that my body is out of shape after years of neglect; let go of the regrets that I didn't start this earlier; let go of the shrugging of shoulders and the defeated attitude that says...."what do you expect from this poor tired body of mine?" Out there in the world too.

Letting go means also having realistic expectations of myself, not expecting perfection, no illusion but  compassion with boundaries for my body. Not shoulds. Can do and will do this. Can't do and won't put my body at risk by doing that. That's still hard - the can't do. Out there too.
 
Not being able to govern events, I govern myself, and apply myself to them, if they will not apply themselves to me
~Michel de Montaigne, Essays, 1588

On Friday I found myself giving up after weeks of battling with one particular pose, I just said, I can't do that and accepted that fact - the pose isn't comfortable and never will be. It is not a pose for me. On the other hand I love the pose that involves holding my toes and stretching my legs up, balancing on my behind. I laugh at myself as I wobble over and fall backwards. Today I was impressed with myself as I managed to hold that pose for much longer before enjoying a wobble.

Other people's emotions have swamped me in recent years. In my work my boundaries were often blurred and I was overwhelmed by the problems of others. I just seemed to soak up all the negative emotions. I started to feel hopeless. I couldn't help other people any longer as I was so completely blocked emotionally. I had lost my power, my identity, and my sense of worth. I felt only shame. I started to shut my own emotions down and focused on those of others. My own emotions either overwhelmed me or were closed down. I started to isolate myself on many different levels.
 
Never apologize for showing feeling.  When you do so, you apologize for the truth.  ~Benjamin Disraeli
 
There is control in FLOW. Not the tight control of the shoulds, the musts or the mustn'ts. Not the control that shame forces on you, where you are afraid to show yourself. Flow is moving freely, following a channel. One of mindfulness, self-awareness, self-regulation and the claiming back of one's own power. Our emotions are not my ememies nor are they our rulers. It's time to make friends with my emotions.

Letting go involves holding on. Being out of control is not letting go. Getting to know my body, joy, fun and laughter.......these are the keys......I am flowing, I am noticing and tending to the stuck places.

The truest expression of a people is in its dance and in its music.  Bodies never lie. 
~Agnes de Mille

Saturday, 13 August 2011

Tagging Fun - All about self-care.

Last week I was tagged by Lana on her blog Tabouleh . A fun subject for a blog post, namely "What is in your make up bag?" and also to share 7 - 10 things about yourself.

What is a fun game, turns into a major task for me. As some of you might have gleaned by now, fun is something I have to work at. So I apologise in advance for draining any fun out of this subject. ;)

It was a good opportunity to look at what is actually in my make-up basket (like Lana I don't have a make up bag and don't wear very much of the stuff). Never have. I have never really found any foundation that suits my skin type and really struggle with the whole putting on make-up thing. I do like mascara and blusher though and tend to put mascara on everyday.

In the bathroom - August 2011

This examination was very useful, firstly it showed me just how old the make-up I use is.....don't like spending money on it really so it tends to last me a long time. I occasionally splurge on some new treats but then gasp in horror at the price of the stuff! Just call me Mrs Scrooge. However after saying all that, I have decided to treat myself to some new items over the next few weeks. I am sure the state of my basket, with broken containers and elderly tubes, is enough justification for a spending spree(notice how the photo above is very craftily angled to prevent a full view inside - red-faced shame going on here!). Plus I read something about needing to replace mascara regularly for hygiene reasons.

Secondly, I began to look more closely at the products...what was in them, were they tested on animals etc. As someone who is always declaring my good intentions loudly, and then sometimes doesn't live up to them, I need to keep on my toes in this regard. So my shopping spree will involve some re-research to make sure I am continuing supporting ethical trading and production of costmetic and skin care products. I pulled out some of the sites that will help with this and have listed below in case they are new to anyone and if anyone has any links that can help then please post in the comments section.

Ethical consumerism report 2011

Ethical Consumer(UK)

Ethical Consumer Guide(AUS)

Wikepedia - Ethical Consumerism

Ethical Superstore

So not much else to say about my make-up habits really. On to the next part of the tagging game.

1. I have many good intentions. Which is I suppose better than having none. I suppose if I managed to live up to all of them I would be a very tiresome person to be around?? However I do let myself off the hook rather too easily!

2. Reading all about natural remedies and using plants and herbs for beauty treatments has been so inspiring during this tagging exploration. That has been one of my intentions for a long time, to get back in touch with mother nature and become like a "wood dwelling wise woman", brewing spells and remedies in my cottage. I was so interested in a TV programme last year called Grow Your Own Drugs, which was all about this. Mr StayingAwake and myself are currently drying herbs at the allotment and I have just gathered some lavender to use to make an eye-pillow that I can use in relaxation.

3.You already know that I sometimes struggle to find my funny bone. I am so unfunny sometimes it is funny - ie., I do not mean to be funny but still make people laugh. I do like funny stuff though and can easily be made to laugh. I am working on the having fun part of me which has gone a bit astray in past years. Here is one of my favourite funny people.....

 

4. I feel undressed without my junk jewelry on each day. On Thursday I forgot to put in my earings which almost never happens. I am unlucky with earings and jewelry however as they often break or I lose them. I like to choose items that have some meaning attached.


 
5.  I like to collect stones. Also shells too and bits of wood, but mainly I like to collect stones.

I read this blog post  last week and was awed at the photography and the care taken over this person's rock collection.

Just beautiful - go over there and have a look do.


I humbly offer my hastily taken photographs of a couple of my favourite rocks.

I might try to tell some stories about them in another post now I have been inspired by Brooke.



6.  Ooh it's becoming more difficult now. Ah I know.....Yoga.

After years of intending to practice yoga, I am now making this a regular part of my week. Hopefully it will become a regular part of my day too.


I am already feeling a difference in my body. Listening to my body is a new concept to me.

7. Food. Another of my intentions for a long time has been to give up eating meat. I often lamented about how difficult it was for me to do this and blamed living with two meat eating and meat loving males. It is not difficult to do this, even while still living with one of those males still. If I want to do it badly enough I will. Otherwise we/I have a healthy diet with lots of fresh vegetables and wholegrains, while we both enjoy many similar foods there are some massive differences which makes shopping and cooking difficult. I tend just to give in for an easy life and let him take over. That has to change I think - the time has come. For example, lentils are one of my favourites...he dislikes them, similarly soups, pasta, baked potatoes, any vegetarian speciality foods, new potatoes. Arrgh. This has turned into a bit of a moan. ;) However, he is changing in someways....I would only buy free-range eggs and chicken however expensive and he is now also doing the same with the eggs. He has also started to think more about using local shops and farms, rather than supermarket for everything. This takes some planning as we both work and time is short. Good intentions again! ;)

So that's it. Phew.

Now I have to tag some other lovely people. Keeping the list short as many people are away for the summer or busy, busy away from blogland.

Tagged......

Monica at The Creative Beast

Birdie at 40 and Loving it

Ilona at Life After Money

Sunday, 31 July 2011

Shoot the damn dog - book review

"One must learn to love oneself with a wholesome and healthy love, so that one can bear to be with oneself and need not roam."    - Friedrich Nietzsche

I've been reading this book for all of this year it seems. Actually I've been reading it since March, when I had some time off work, recovering from an episode of depression and anxiety. After a few weeks of sleeping,  I tried to get out for a walk at least every other day, even if it was just round the block and despite feeling dazed and disorientated. I also re-joined the library, which was where I found "shoot the damn dog". I had never heard of Sally Brampton before then, but am very glad I picked up this book having been drawn to the title and the cover illustration.

Of course the book hasn't given any miracle solution to what was happening to me, there aren't any. My biggest fear, like Sally and most other depressives, is that it will come back in it's severest form or that it will always be there in the background. There are similarities and differences between mine and Sally's illnesses. I had already decided what I needed to do to recover and keep well, when I found this book. Reading it did however, help me gain more clarity about why I had become depressed and anxious, and about whether how I had chosen at last to help myself, was enough.

It's a difficult book to read. Some nights when I picked it up it, it was just too painful. I had to put it down again or cry quietly into my pillow feeling exhausted. Hence I kept going back to the library and grappling with the feisty librarian to renew it. She wanted it back on the shelves but it took me ages to get through it. Sometimes I came out of the library shaking, she was a rather scary lady! ;) Sometimes it was weeks before I could pick it up again. 

Now I find I want to keep this book and revisit some sections, so I may have to invest in my own copy on which I can scribble. Plus I really should have it back on the library shelf where others can stumble upon it, as I did.

I recommend it for anyone recovering from depression, along with a health warning that it contains triggers. It is not a self-help book, it is a memoir, but it does contain a trail that we can follow in order to learn how one person lived and still lives with depression. Some of sally's ways of managing her illness are useful for us also but as Sally quotes at the beginning of chapter 23...
"We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us."
Marcel Proust
Whilst this book is about depression, it is first and foremost about Sally's experience of the illness. She lived a very different life to me prior to her illness,  and though she is very honest about her addictions and her privileged lifestyle, I still struggled with some aspects of her story. When reading how she was able to pay for private treatment just when she needed it, and was able to choose when she went into treatment and how long she took off work, I could not help but feel that this may make people reading who could not so easy access the treatment they needed feel more despair. 

Although Sally does point out that she is probably not your average sufferer of depression,  I felt that she could have acknowledged a bit more of the differences - for example, she was lucky enough to have some very supportive friends whereas many depressives are very isolated and find connection with others difficult. I was completely floored and shocked, to read her raw and honest accounts of the times that she was looking after her daughter during the more severe depressive episodes and addictions.

Sally includes a quote at the beginning of each of her chapters, which I liked, and I have taken all of the quotes in this post from her book.
 
I found that Sally had completed a great deal of research whilst recovering and writing the book. This gives a very hopeful view of how, with a commitment to therapy by the person themselves, the outcomes are positive for recovery and staying well. She includes a list of useful contacts at the end of the book, as well as some recommended reading and comprehensive references and notes. 

Again my only concern about this is that so many people will not be able to afford to pay for any counselling or therapy at all, let alone the long term treatment that Sally says is vital for effective treatment. Waiting lists for the NHS talking therapies can be up to a year at least ,and mental health services are severely overstretched to offer anything but a service to those in crisis(immediate risk) or to those with more complex mental health needs.

So I've been wanting to write this post for a while, but today as I struggle with maintaining "The Useful Stuff"(Chapter 24), it seems the right time to do so. With my return to work, I feel the newly found "me" is in danger of slipping back again, into that place where I cannot reach her. So I am renewing my vows to her by revisiting this book, and by reminding myself of how I want to feel and what helps me to stay well.

Today I am also giving thanks to writers such as Sally for their honesty and bravery, in writing to reach others; and thanks too that I am well enough to manage all this and to recognise where I need to pull myself in again and to take my self-care in hand. 
"Whatever you think you can do or believe you can do, begin it. Action has magic, grace and power in it." 
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Sunday, 24 July 2011

ICAD#6 Creating, holding, connecting.

"The major block to compassion is the judgment in our minds. Judgment is the mind's primary tool of separation." 
Diane Berke in The Gentle Smile
ICAD 34 - 23/7/11

ICAD 29 - 17/7/11

ICAD 30 - 18/7/11

ICAD 31 - 19/7/11

ICAD 33 - 22/7/11

ICAD 32 - 21/7/11

Missing you this week, dear blog and blogger friends. Words have seemed very hard to find somehow in a week full of questions. Then the weekend.... full of more and more sad news and loss of life.

Someone told me this week, that she teaches her adopted and birth children the answer to a very important question. She asks them, "Who do you love?" and when they come up with a long list of other people, she makes sure that they add in "I love me." Yeah, don't forget to love yourself, little one. You need your love too. Hey! Incredible!

It really comes at the top of the list, doesn't it? What is just as important to teach them, is the answer to the question, "How do you love you?" How we model our own self-care and self-love is also vital. Shockingly I only just learned this in the past 6 months! It still feels like such an amazing realisation, like a big black cloud suddenly opened up to show the sunlight shining through. When I think about it now as I type this, my mind still cannot quite grasp it and my mouth wants to drop open in a big round OH!

When I think about all of the hurt and damaged children there are in the world, I know that not all of them can be healed. Then all of the hurt and damaged adults, who society likes to point at and shake it's head, and to blame. How do we stop all of this suffering and pain? How do we as a society become more compassionate? How can society best help those in need?  Sometimes there are no answers and we just have to live in the questions.

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Lazy Sunday Afternoon















About three hours into my walk today, I really started to feel the challenge. My legs, feet and ankles were crying out to me to stop and not start again. So I took a ten minute break and lay back on the beach, looking up at the sky (with sunglasses on of course).
It was so tempting just to stay there and fall asleep! The sun was so hot and it was so peaceful.
Maybe summer has finally arrived here, just in time for the last days of August.
Fingers and toes crossed everyone.

Sunday, 8 August 2010

How To Live The Simple Life.

Image from the BBC Website
I watched this TV programme a few months ago, on the BBC, where Peter Owen Jones tried to follow the teachings of St.Francis of Asissi and live without money. This was prompted he said, by the fact that he felt caught up in the consumerism of Western Society, a victim of this way of living, out of touch with nature and with other human beings.

I was facinated by his experiment and so too yearn sometimes, to live my life in a very different way. Peter says that, human beings have broken away from the law of love that everything is created with love and is part of one family.

He pleads with us to give up being addicted to becoming strong, to status and asks us instead to make ourselves weak and vulnerable, as this is how we will connect with others. I cried with him when complete strangers gave him food, after he had waited outside shops hungry and begging. He exchanged work for food, a community based on reciprocity. He asks us to give much more in our lives than we do. I was struck by the sense of community that was evident in the village where he has his home.

I have decided that when I come back from China, I am going to put my energies into the community here at home, in some way. I have another small project that I was mulling over yesterday but was rather miffed that when I put it out there, my other half said that it was probably another one of my mad ideas that would fall by the wayside! Cheek!

Anyway, back to living the simple life, I have been a fan of Zen Habits for some time but have never really been able to take control at home due to living with others who like lots of stuff! Ok maybe it's not just them, I'll admit I do like my stuff too! Oh the arguments(never serious) we have had about my throwing out some old item of clothing, that my beloved is sentimentally attached to! Or about the stuff we never look at or use that is gathering dust in the attic! I think it's time to start some serious clearing out!

Today there was a breakthrough of sorts as I was clearing out the wardrobe and drawers in our bedroom. I was given permission to disgard several worn and tatty looking items of clothing that belong to him! Gosh it feels so good to have space again! I got rid of much of my clothing also and have a big bag ready for collection for the charity shop on Tuesday.


It's old news on the internet but I'd quite like to see if I could do what Everett Broge has been doing, namely the challenge of living with only 75 things. We shall see! It would be interesting just to count all my stuff (or maybe not interesting but more likely exhausting!) Apparently, and luckily for me, the challenge does not include books in your 75 items, phew! I probably have more than 100 old photographs which I guess is a bit of a problem to start off with!

Peter Owen Jones reminds us that human beings are no more important than other creatures with whom we share the earth. Thankfully, walking is bringing me back in touch with all of the abundance, the beauty of our world and the creatures we share it with. Playing with my camera and taking part in projects such as the August Break, is giving me a chance to play and be creative again! That all feels so much more satisfying than going shopping ever did!


Saturday, 7 August 2010

Friday's August Break

The message on the back of the card that has been speaking to me this week (or maybe this life?), reads:
"What's the big hurry? You're not ever going to get it done, so what are you racing toward?
Every single activity that you're involved in is for one purpose only, and that is to give you a moment of joy. That's why it all exists.
Lighten up. Laugh more. Appreciate more. All is well."

Well Being Cards created by Abraham and Esther Hicks.
http://www.abraham-hickslawofattraction.com/lawofattractionstore/product/CRD-WB.html