About a year ago I was at a seminar with my job, and this guy was talking about mindfulness. He was quite amazing, and I really listened to what he said. It wasn't the cliché new-age stuff which you've heard a hundred times but never really been able to grasp, it was sensible and sound and easy to relate to your own life.
Don't get me wrong here though: I am all for alternative thinking and living with your heart in centre, but I have felt many times that if I seek advice within the new-age (probably not the right word to use) community, what comes out is something even more diffuse, and you end up frustrated.
I like simple solutions, and I think the answers to many questions we struggle with are inside us, we already know them, if we dare look.
So anyway, he was talking about the noise of the world we live in, of our culture, and how we spend our lives running around doing stuff, and forget about just being. He talked about anger and stress, and he talked about how you can live in this noise and handle the craziness without it eating you up.
The figure of speech he used, was this: The eye of the storm is totally still. If you can imagine yourself as being in the centre of it all, you will be in a completely quiet place while everything else crashes and burns around you. But once you step out of it, even the slightest, you are pulled off balance and whoosh, you're thrown around by the winds.
The last few weeks have been very strange for us. Some of the main factors in our lives have gone through big changes, some things are disintegrating, some things are in transition, and some things will be lost. If I think about it objectively, it has been a time of crisis. But what has impressed me so much, is that although shit has properly hit the fan around us, the core of my life has been still, and strong, and wonderful. My family, these people: my children and my man. We are the eye of the storm, and because of that, this time has not been one of crisis, but of catharsis.
You close the book and start a new one. A new time, with new ideas.
Don't get me wrong here though: I am all for alternative thinking and living with your heart in centre, but I have felt many times that if I seek advice within the new-age (probably not the right word to use) community, what comes out is something even more diffuse, and you end up frustrated.
I like simple solutions, and I think the answers to many questions we struggle with are inside us, we already know them, if we dare look.
So anyway, he was talking about the noise of the world we live in, of our culture, and how we spend our lives running around doing stuff, and forget about just being. He talked about anger and stress, and he talked about how you can live in this noise and handle the craziness without it eating you up.
The figure of speech he used, was this: The eye of the storm is totally still. If you can imagine yourself as being in the centre of it all, you will be in a completely quiet place while everything else crashes and burns around you. But once you step out of it, even the slightest, you are pulled off balance and whoosh, you're thrown around by the winds.
The last few weeks have been very strange for us. Some of the main factors in our lives have gone through big changes, some things are disintegrating, some things are in transition, and some things will be lost. If I think about it objectively, it has been a time of crisis. But what has impressed me so much, is that although shit has properly hit the fan around us, the core of my life has been still, and strong, and wonderful. My family, these people: my children and my man. We are the eye of the storm, and because of that, this time has not been one of crisis, but of catharsis.
You close the book and start a new one. A new time, with new ideas.