Making Everything Conscious
February 11, 2014
Late last night we found the final piece of the jigsaw. It took us an hour to get there and was triggered by a line in the previous post, about
Late last night we found the final piece of the jigsaw. It took us an hour to get there and was triggered by a line in the previous post, about
A friend spoke of her professional development and how recent feedback suggested she needs to be more compassionate with her colleagues. For many people this may seem a rather lofty
Four people, four stories. All of them different, but all with something in common. Two are bound by family, two by career, and they stand like four points on a
I don’t know when or why my attitude changed, but it did. I remember the times before it changed: if I was late for a train I would resign myself
Today’s post from 11 years ago sounds a little desperate. I read a book recently – Man’s Search for Meaning (Frankl, 1946) – sent to me by a very good
Experiment in Self Healing Community (Karaj, Dev, George, Michelle, Priya, Ishwar, Harriet, Imogen and myself). I went down a little with each of Karaj’s asides. At various times he told
My first thoughts on waking were what a waste of my time and energy clubbing is; and I am not relaxed with who I am. My friends know what they want
Yesterday Aubrey and I headed up to Manchester for Sonny’s belated stag weekend. Aubrey was lovely company. I talked to him about his life and his future. He takes things
During my counselling appointment this morning, I talked about how I am trying to be with my body, the pain and the blocks, rather than with my mind. In talking,
Supervision (Karaj, Simran, Calvin, Shona and me). Michelle takes away my energy. She is good company but she infuriates me. Karaj (prompted by Shona) talked about his loneliness: it is