Last Friday I left social media. That’s a sentence I never thought I’d write – and before I even reach the full stop the doubts crowd in. ‘You’re weak – you’ll be back within a month.’ ‘You’ve shot yourself in the foot – your career as a writer is over.’ ‘There’s so much good stuff on Facebook – […]
You can read those posts at www.dearearth.co.uk. I’ll be back here soon!
To go alongside my new Letters From Satya, I’m creating some little videos – you can watch them here on Youtube. Enjoy!
From Dharmavidya David Brazier’s book Questions in the Sand. To Err is Human… & We Do Not Stop Being So Question: After a good few years of working hard towards personal improvement and continually tripping over myself, I’m struggling to see any real change in my propensity for being foolish. Given the depth of my […]
Chasing after an improved view of oneself is futile. ~ Dharmavidya Yesterday I finally managed to fill my two little vases with flowers from the temple garden – one for the Buddha, and one for the little table between me and my therapy clients. It makes me happy looking at them. I also feel a […]
Yesterday my friend Sarah asked me a beautiful question – what are my top five books on the divine? I thought I would struggle for ages, like choosing between favourite children, but when I reached inside for an answer, it came as easily as telling you what colour trousers I’m wearing (red of course). These […]
We practise together as a community at 8 a.m. on weekdays, and this morning I watched my colleague Dayamay get up from his meditation a few minutes after 8 to light the candles. Dayamay is usually our bell-master, and it is the job of the bell-master to prepare the shrine room. This includes lighting the candles before […]
I’m back at Step One. Again. Step One of the Twelve Steps of Alcoholics Anonymous is: “We admitted we were powerless over alcohol, and that our lives had become unmanageable”. We all have different poisons. You might want to swap out the word alcohol for food, or other people, or shopping. My favourite compulsions include […]
Yesterday Poppet managed to find a rabbit-sized hole in the perimeter of our ‘bunny garden’ where they get their exercise. My dinner was just about ready when I glanced up to see her perusing our vegetable patch. I turned the oven down and went outside. As I approached her she headed towards the big slope down […]
I am looking at the white question of the screen, as our cat Roshi bows at the scratching post and sharpens his claws, and as the wind runs its fingers through the leaves of the fading magnolia outside. I am wondering how I can make you happy. I have been thinking about offerings. That beautiful […]