Increasing darkness, decreasing temperature, consequent challenges to my equanimity. And that I consider myself to be in early September in the calender of my life. Winter approacheth. I'm blanketing myself in yoga and am stoking... More »
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In the not-so-early autumn of my years, I note the increasing frequency of memories gently falling-to-fallow like so many leaves.. fiery in colour yet organically lifeless....in the arboreum of my mindscape....I've lived fully and am... More »
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I was two years of age and I was sleeping between my mother and father in the bedroom flat...apartment...above my mother's salon...and I woke up and stared out of a panoramic window...across the terraced houses... More »
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The underneath of the desk in my fathers study where I hid from what was going on. I was trying to think of something witty but I just couldn't today, when I saw the question.... More »
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What I was taught and what I learned were two very different things. ..essentially I was taught theology...what I learnt was that the folk who taught me theology either walked their talk and taught well... More »
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I was an angry lad who adapted to authority whilst flipping the bird with hands in pockets. I was a serious prankster who didn't get caught. Here are 3 of my major pranks when I... More »
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Well I look out of my window and the sky is blue except for three clouds in the shapes of Jersey, Essex and a sort of diffuse Alaska (if my shape memory serves me)...they are... More »
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The one which arises right now...the rest are memories of memories...and right now...let's see Ah yep...well no, my first memory wouldn't get past the censors so I will tell you about meeting Sogyal Rinpoche...cos it's... More »
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The one where Lewis, then aged five got up from his chair in the restaurant and said "Please stroke my bottom again daddy you know I like that" (This was after he'd gotten seriously bruised... More »
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Well here it is..but this picturequestionthing really doesnt float my higher self's boat so here is a spiritual limerick instead.. In the miracle that we call We-ness I discover unlimited Free-ness I'm all tingles and... More »
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