Warm hearts

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As things revved up in Dublin, I decided to unwind with another retreat. Notably, I forgot how to spell the word ‘beginning’ after my first evening meditating – a subtle reminder to start again. On the second day, I met for a few minutes with a facilitator. I told her how I had exerted a lot of energy in my career, that I was probably too wilful and that I felt drained, unmotivated and dry. To my surprise, she said that wilfulness was totally understandable for a man of my age and that I was placing a lot of judgement on myself. I breathed a sigh of relief, thanked her for her comments and saw things from a different perspective. Continue reading