I have realised lately that to maintain our energy and purpose in life we need to be aware of who we are speaking to. If someone attacks us all of a sudden, addressing our perceived weaknesses and vulnerabilities, it is good to ask ourselves: “How big is the piece of wood in the other’s eye when they are pointing out the piece of wood in our own?” We see things more clearly, for example, when we pick up on any hypocrisy and we can let go of any self-criticism. We can keep our lamps burning brightly and embrace the positive energy of the world.
During meditation this morning I opened my eyes for a moment and saw a small bird perch onto the potted flowers next to the window. It stopped, and looked in the direction of me who was behind the other side of the window in the living room.
I quietened my breathing and remained still so that I wouldn’t frighten it away. After a turn of its head it flew its little body into the window a couple of feet away, and after the collision it flew back in the opposite direction onto the ground below. Continue reading
I reached burn-out before an academic presentation in Waterford last week, but I learned a lot, got help and did a good job in the end. A local man named Tom MacDonagh put things into perspective when he said, “Pressure is for tyres!”
My grandmother once described to me her relationship with my grandfather. “I don’t know what love is, but what I do know is that I could hold his hand for hours on end, without saying a word, and be content in doing so.”
I was functional and productive this week as I went about attending to work, projects, sport, friends and loved ones. I was faithful to my new year’s resolutions, prioritising what I was most passionate about which included working behind the scenes for a new initiative on mindfulness and mysticism. However, I experienced a bout of loneliness on Friday night which left a drain in my energy and spirit. It was meant to be a celebration of my week, but I got caught up on a train of impulsivity. Next time I commit to being more aware of my loneliness and to apply the ‘3 P’s’ Continue reading
In 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos, acclaimed clinical psychologist Jordan B. Peterson states: “You could help direct the world, on its careening trajectory, a bit more toward Heaven and a bit more away from Hell. Once having understood Hell, researched it, so to speak—particularly your own individual Hell—you could decide against going there or creating that. You could aim elsewhere. You could, in fact, devote your life to this. That would give you a Meaning, with a capital M”.
Facing the reality
This advice nudged me to pause and reflect as I lay in bed dreaming of a better life. So, I closed my eyes and imagined what my Hell might look like. It went something like: “Despair, anguish, lack of peace, addictions, uncontrollable impulses, distractions that diminish my energy and direction… a deadness of head, heart and body, a feeling of dread for living”. I was only too familiar with this reality, a reality that I tended to turn to again and again whether aware of it or not.
I met with a meditation group called Deeper Space on Sunday, 4 November in the town of Newbridge, County Kildare, just an hour from Dublin city. We, an intimate group of three, finally settled down for a cup of tea in a local café after a spot of lunch elsewhere and a walk along the river.
Over the last year or so we have tried to create a ‘deeper space’ at different places by reflecting on themes such as living in the now, sacredness and intuition. We paused for a few minutes of silence and shared our thoughts and feelings with each other. Recently, we thought it would be good to try something new. Tea or coffee drinking had always been part of our meetings, so why not simply meet for tea – a daily ritual – and make this our meditation? Continue reading