A year of living openly
Imagine the beauty of doing a talk and then being told afterwards by the organiser that their grandmother was in attendance and due to her age, they were only able to come to one talk and yours was the one. I felt honoured and humbled at this beautiful happening.
Keynote Speech, Mindful Mann, Isle Of Man
Our cultures venerate the elderly and rightly so and I have said that I feel regardless of whatever insights we may have had or whatever we have achieved. They are further down this path of life than we are. To sit in their
company is to receive from them. Whether it is verbally or just by their being. It is a great blessing and I feel sitting more with our elders can not only benefit us individually but society as a whole.
What was beautiful in this instance was at the end of the talk, she turned to her grandson and said
“I understand what he is saying”
What an honour to receive such a compliment and I hope that life gives me the opportunity to meet this incredible lady in person. Mike my friend and Mindful Mann, you were incredible.
Until the next time.
Eliminating The Barriers To Love, Mindful Mann 2019 on YouTube
We complain about how the young are inattentive now. Not listening and constantly glued to their phones and to social media. We reminisce about the good old days and how the young of today have it so easy in comparison to ourselves and yet we never take time to look over to the other side and see what is going on with them.
Conscious Corner, Hyde Park Book Club, Leeds
I recently got the opportunity to peer over the fence so to speak and what I saw filled me with such joy. I was invited to speak at the Conscious Corner in Leeds. So, on a beautiful summers night I was in the room with about thirty-five or so final year students from the University of Leeds. Now back in my day at that age my chief concern was that party and what girl and yet in this room were sat some incredibly intelligent young people.
Who asked me such wonderful questions about the nature of realisation, that my heart sang with joy. I listened as they shared their hopes and fears and I realised that many of us have so got our young so wrong.
We hear terms like self-entitled and generation snowflake and yet they suffer from loneliness and so many pressures. Even more so in this picture-perfect social media world, in which they are expected to be perfect at every instant. Yes, we can say oh poor them sarcastically but is that really the way forward and shouldn’t we instead engage them in conversation. I left that talk filled with hope that the young of today that we, so underestimate are in fact working hard to make a better world. They have many pressures we didn’t in our day, and it is important for ourselves to acknowledge that and start that conversation. We can teach the young a lot and conversely, they can teach us a lot too.
Let’s acknowledge the other and realise that although we may appear different. We are still different manifestations of the one reality. Michael and the Conscious Corner, thank you for an incredible event in which I learnt more than I taught.
Awaken, Wishaw
“I’m just a single mother from Wishaw” to which I replied, “that’s exactly why you need to do this”.
There was a release as the single mother breathed deeply and in that instant life changed.
Life moved us both on and then out of the blue I received a message from her. I had been in her
thoughts and she wanted me to come and speak at her centre in Wishaw called Awaken. I hastily
agreed to come along not giving it much thought as I was travelling and didn’t give it a second thought.
I entered what I can only describe as a home from home. The centre was beautiful and what I loved was the care and level of attention to detail. It truly reflected its keeper and as the room filled up, I wondered if those assembled would understand what I spoke of. I had no need to worry. The talk although simple was powerful and I found that those assembled exhibited a depth of understanding I had yet to see in many so-called spiritual seekers. The talk moved at the pace it was needed at and at the end as I left the centre, I said goodbye. Not knowing when I would return but content that this simplest and elegant of talks had changed me forever.
I recorded a YouTube video about my experiences at the centre entitled Coming Together and I for one am so interested to see what becomes of this oasis of peace and calm.
The conclusion of this story is that I had met the woman from Wishaw when I first started speaking and don’t remember ever using her name. Her memory of me was of a hooded up young aggressive speaker. More prone to fits of swearing then taking the time to answer a question. As I left, I realised he was no more and nor was she.
There was no Woman from Wishaw or Zak from Govanhill but instead Caroline and Zahir. Two friends going
through life singing their respective songs as only they can. My blessings and love to you, my friend
Caroline and I look forward to when life brings us back together. Awaken is an incredible place and I
am so proud of what you have achieved. To your continued success.
Ljubljana, Slovenia
The Balkans has a real place in my heart. I suppose I like it due to it being a meeting ground of cultures. So, as you can imagine I was more than excited to be returning to Slovenia for a weekend retreat. The organisers had found an incredible venue and I was staying in central Ljubljana giving me ample opportunity to explore this wonderful city. I was a little unsure who would be there and indeed if the last Slovenian weekend would impact this one.
I was to have all my questions answered fully. Imagine a weekend retreat which keeps getting better. From meeting an incredible group of students, to having the most incredible conversations with your host, to trying out local food and generally immersing yourself in the local culture in ways most of us never get a chance to
do when we travel abroad.
The weekend had the most profound impact upon me, and I see its continued influence on my work on a moment by moment basis. Thank you to all my friends in the Balkans and in particular to Dijana, Karmen, Helena, Nenad and Matjaz.
Time and distance are just an illusion for those who live in the heart.
The Last Days
What is it then that makes us yearn to go back if only for an instant?
What did that moment hold that others did not?
Sometimes the words of a child are such that they evoke memories of a clearer and more innocent time. We wish then in that moment that we could relive that time if only for an instant to fully feel that sense of resting that we felt in that instant.
To give some context to this writing. During a conversation the following statement was made. A father was speaking to his young son and he had made the following comment:
“My son made a beautiful comment the other day about feeling sad and that he could not go back to the last days”
This was also echoed by an early follower of my work, who in a recent conversation stated that he would love if only for an instant to go back to the time when I was just starting out and it was just him and me.
We all wish that we could capture those moments that really moved us and be able to revisit them at will. We do in the form of memory but the memory is de facto and just a remnant of the actual experience.
What is it then that makes us yearn to go back if only for an instant? What did that moment hold that others did not? Why did consciousness break through and sear a memory that could never be forgotten into our mind?
Consider, firstly why you want to go back. What was happening in that moment? What did you feel. What were you thinking? What made it so special?
Would I forever be sitting in the clouds
forever in this moment?
One such memory for me was, I remember as a child swinging back and forth on a swing at my local park looking up at the clouds on a warm summers day. I could feel the warmth on my face. The sense of wonder looking at the clouds and the way they slowly moved. A sense of adventure in that I imagined what it would be to be sitting in those clouds and looking down and the sense of excitement of what would it be like to sit in the clouds. Were they soft and warm, what would I see while up there looking down and what would it mean for me. Would I forever be sitting in the clouds, forever in this moment? Further still I derived a sense of security in sitting on the swing and being able to fully be here. Without effort or trying and this is important without “me” there.
So what do I feel makes these moments so important is that for those instances we are home in our natural way of being, in which we naturally and without effort experience the oneness of what we are. As we then come back into the story that memory that is formed is a remnant of a time we feel we will forget. Memory then further clouds the picture and helps in the further development and reinforcement of the idea of “me”
Maybe also then not being forget these moments as a reminder from consciousness as to our true nature. A signpost for us on our journey home. A clue we left ourselves. Sometimes as we seek there is a sense of impossibility of ever arriving at this place where we can rest and just be, without effort or strain and yet these moments where we just are, serve to remind us of ourselves and prove to us that what we seek is what we are and that home is a very real place. Home is here and now and wherever we go and wherever we travel it is with us as it is us. These moments these beautiful moments. So pristine, so beautiful, so clear. Point and remind us of our true nature.
How then to be able to live these moments always. As if they are happening right now. Ever fresh and ever new. It seems impossible and yet this possibility is open to us at every instant and to access this possibility, all that is required is a simple acceptance of now.
Whatever is happening right now is you. This is your true nature. You are not your story, your identity, your possessions, your status. What you are is this beautiful singularity.
An innocent moment made clear by a child’s remarks.
Made clear by the remembrance of a simpler time.
Made clear by the wisdom in the eyes of one who has truly lived.
Made clear by loves first kiss.
Made clear by those moments that take our breath away
The acceptance of the present moment collapses the idea of time, the idea of individuality, the idea of “me”. In this pristine state, we are here. Every thought, feeling and emotions arises and falls in this singularity. We are always here. Here in the last days.
What is the meaning of Life?
This knowing ourselves is constantly happening…
Without effort, without doing. Just being.
To know thyself is the meaning of life I would say. We can get caught up in so many of the dramas and stories of life that we don’t stop, even for an instant to contemplate or appreciate the very nature of our existence. A huge mirror showing us at every turn who we are.
We have been so conditioned to turn away from the mirror and not radically meet ourselves, that when the thought that something isn’t quite right enters our minds. We have no idea how to turn to the mirror to see ourselves and instead seek like the fish looking for water.
I recently completed a weekend intensive, there was a young boy there on the final day who had come along with his parents. Over the course of the day the little boy made his presence felt and joined me in doing the talk and speaking to some of the participants as well. What stood out for me was after the morning break, I sat back in my chair and said
“Where am I, I’ve lost myself”
To which the little boy instantly answered.
“You’re right there”
It was so simple.
I had a room full of people all looking for the meaning of life, convinced something was missing and looking upon the speaker to help them realise who they were. To maybe hear something that would set them free from this bondage of seeking.
In an instant the young man had given them the answer. Was it accepted, could it be accepted? Its simplicity was such that no one could fully accept the fact that the meaning of life is that you are right here and that realising that we are here lets us stop the search and see what we truly are.
This knowing ourselves is constantly happening and at every turn we reveal ourselves to ourselves. Without effort, without doing. Just being.
It is our natural way of functioning which is always present even while we look for it, as even that is just another of its myriad of manifestation. It is a wisdom unto itself. Constantly losing itself and finding itself. It is who we are. And lifetimes will pass, and we could no more fathom it out anymore then we could fathom out the reality of a drop of water. In it all things rise and collapse. It is us and we are it and even that idea of two dies and the singularity of it all is what leaves us dumbstruck.
The pointer points to itself and yet appears to point away from itself. The divine paradox, the most beautiful of love stories. As beautiful as the explanations and discourses and debates about it are, they will always fall short as it has to be seen to believed and as it is, this non-event brings about it the realisation that I am that which I seek and even that realisation falls silent. For with what words would I describe to you the beauty of my beloved.
All ends in silence with no one to even witness that…
Living Openly…
To live openly invites all possibilities, it is expansive and entails living constantly and easily from a place of oneness. It leaves one open to the fact that in any instant anything could change, happen or any understanding could occur. This living openly also means we are living whole and as such very little by way of conflict occurs in us.
I have been writing a lot about acceptance recently and exploring how being more accepting opens us up more to the flow of life. Despite my writing extensively about acceptance, something didn’t quite add up. It was while thinking one morning that I found a way for to go deeper into the reality of what we are and in this article, I would like to share what I found and how this understanding will no doubt impact my work over the coming months and years.
Living Openly…
To live openly invites all possibilities
While thinking the word “open” became predominant in my thoughts and a question formed. Although a simple thought something about it made sense to me and I started asking the question about current situations in my life. Could I be open to more people coming to my talks? Could I be open to more abundance?
What was interesting was the way the question, once asked brought up an emotion and that I was able to observe it from a place of openness. This place of openness was expansive and all encompassing. When viewing the emotion from this place, the emotion ceased instantly as it felt like viewing any issue from this place, as the universe entire rendered the issue almost irrelevant. Instantly it was seen there was only wholeness.
I had several conversations with a friend about this new insight and she too asked herself the question, could I be more open ? and found herself asking from a place of openness. What was of interest was that when she asked the same question, it caused in her a radical shift in perception and a quietening of the mind
To live openly invites all possibilities, it is expansive and entails living constantly and easily from a place of oneness. It leaves one open to the fact that in any instant anything could change, happen or any understanding could occur. This living openly also means we are living whole and as such very little by way of conflict occurs in us. As conflict arises it is instantly witnessed from a place of openness and as such immediately eradicates the separation between the issue and the one experiencing it. It is experienced and transforms almost simultaneously. All from asking a question when any thought, feeling or emotion arises.
I have likened it to open source code which each person will be easily able to adapt to their usage as well as add too.
It is early days with this idea, as it feels to me a simpler way to communicate and help us realise what we truly are, while allowing us to deal in a practical way any day to day problems that may arise in our lives. In that sense it is empowering as I envisage going forward a set of principles emerging from these articles and my speaking of it. I have likened it to open source code which each person will be easily able to adapt to their usage as well as add too.
An Idea of Normality
For years I dreamed of being normal. Recently this idea of being normal dropped away. It had been something I aspired too for as long as I can remember. To be a respected member of society with the house, the car, the two point four children and the wife. To me whilst I was seeking, I dreamed that I would go back to a normal life after finding my answers. But what was normality for someone who had never experienced it. I remember a line from my book Falling into the Mystery
I can hear my family in the next room laughing and joking and I envy them. I just want to be normal but I have no way of knowing what normal is anymore…
So how can someone who has never known normality know it, and this was something I struggled with for many years until as I said, I found the idea just dropping away. The corresponding sense of freedom I experienced in this letting go was freeing as it pointed to a level of authenticity I had yet to experience. It is ok to be as I am and to accept that I am who I am. I am someone who has spent a large portion of their life looking for the answers to life. Now, however life is lived and not looked for. I am no longer in the ashram but instead I am in the only ashram that matters, Life.
Friedrich Nietzsche
‘And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music…’
Life with all its imperfections and craziness has taught me that in order to truly live I need to embrace every aspect of me and that also includes this spiritual side that I hoped to drop when I had found my answers. If anything this realisation of being as I truly am has given me a better understanding of what it means to be truly normal as opposed to an idea of it, than if I had chosen to reject a huge portion of my life in the hope I would fit in with the Joneses.
That by embracing every aspect of us we are so much more whole, complete and richer for it.
That we can find the miracle that is life while standing in the queue at the supermarket as we can find it in the presence of the greatest of sages.
That by embracing what others may see as our weirdness, our quirks, our little oddities that probably amuse the “normal” folk who haven’t lived as we’ve lived that we are more normal than those we seek to be like.
To quote Oscar Wilde:
Be yourself, everyone else is taken…
Embrace and accept all aspects of you and you may find that your embracing yourself helps you see the extraordinariness of it all in the ordinary and that this acceptance of yourself is true normality.