In my last post, I said that one of my medium-term meditation goals was to go on retreat. Scratch one off the bucket list: I…
A good while back I wrote about my early experiences dabbling in meditation. Since then I have talked about it in my abortive habit log…
A long time ago I wrote a piece about what I termed ‘going nomad’, that is to say, getting out of the corporate web and…
As you may have heard, there’s a bad cold going around. Ahem. I’m not going to bother with any preamble; this shit is all anyone…
I don’t think I’m better than anyone else at predicting the future. How events will play out, ‘where it’s all going’ as it were. However,…
Fucking xmas. All of my best intentions and promises vanished like so many tawdry decorations. But like the glittery remnants of all the tack, there…
Not all revolutions make the headlines. Some are dramatic in their sphere whilst being inconsequential everywhere else. Smartphones are probably the best recent example of…
Middling results this week. Reading and meditation have been OK, exercise spotty, music was a fail but I have an excuse: I sliced my finger…
I recently spent some time bingeing on Sons of Anarchy, a ridiculous show about a fictional California motorcycle club. I got bored and stopped watching…