Collect 100 different coloured ribbons of varying width and length. Find 200 different coloured lengths and sizes of string, yarn and thread. Put them all into a tumble dryer and rotate for a few days. The resulting would be the best description of reality that I can come up with. Each of the lengths…

It’s going to take utter faith and determination to get through this! (It doesn’t matter what this “This” actually is!) How do we “get through” anything? It often seems that if we can just get through the next few days/weeks/year, that things will be better. It’s about enduring the pain, until…

There must have been a day, somewhere in the fourteenth century, when the King of England was actually in touch with everything that concerned his country. …

It often comes round through conversations with students that they use Qigong as a magic amulet! The conversation goes like this.. “I love my Qigong.. I still take all my medication, but I’m sure my qigong is really helping too..” Those of you who have studied with me…

The “snatch and grab” attempt of the UK’s fortunes by Liz Truss et all, highlights a much bigger problem. It felt as if Liz knew she didn’t have much time before the alarm went off, so she tried to stuff her backpack with as much loot as she could before…

Consciousness is the new religion. We hear that 25% of the American public have deserted church in the past 20 years, a trend that doesn’t seem to be abating either. That represents 82 million people who have changed their belief systems, an astonishing ground-swell. What are all those people doing for solace…

Today I’m suffering from Over-whelm! Here in the UK we have a new Prime Minister. Every news channel is using the phrase, “one of the first items in her inbox will be…” — sadly the items are not all the same one thing! …

This week I was called out by one of my students for mocking Buddhism! I really don’t think that was my intention, but clearly, that’s how it came out in my student’s opinion. This has been an interesting year for me. …

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron…