(Reposted from 2015) In which I eagerly and fearfully spend a whole day meditating on death. On purpose. For fun. At last the event I had wanted and feared: a full day dedicated to contemplating my own mortality. It turned out to be quite jolly. To be precise, I was booked in for a … Continue reading A fun day meditating on death
“What day is it?” asked Winnie the Pooh. "It's today," squeaked Piglet. "My favorite day," said Pooh. ~ A.A. Milne Do read Jill Weatherholt on "The Gift of Today" — the present. A short reflection on new year's resolutions and the counterproductive urge to look ahead, push harder, achieve more, and live in the future. Winnie … Continue reading Today is my favourite day
The seminar would be late starting, because of a technological hitch. The famous choreographer said, "I'm good at waiting. It's my hobby." This startling statement has stayed with me longer than any of his brilliant insights into dance. I decided to adopt this hobby myself. Since then every slow queue, every delayed airline, every lonesome minute in a cafe or … Continue reading Waiting: it’s a hobby
Talking to yourself has had a bad rap. I do it, you do it (don't you?), pretty well everyone does it. We're not crazy! Self-talk has many useful functions and many benefits. For example, your out-loud private talk can provide company, a pep talk, a safety valve, devil's advocate, or coaching from your infallible cognitive behaviour therapist. Often we … Continue reading Forgot why you went downstairs? Try audible mindfulness: talking to yourself
Buddhists believe that we should aim for a state of non-attachment, and that anyway, everything we attach ourselves to is temporary, so it's kind of pointless to get attached. Well, that's a gross over-simplication of a profound philosophy, but it'll do as a definition for now. I do recognise that it may often be a … Continue reading Attachment or love: where is the borderline?