January 9th, 2020

Good morning

“Experience life in all possible ways --
good-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-light,
summer-winter. Experience all the dualities.
Don't be afraid of experience, because
the more experience you have, the more
mature you become.”

It's 5.13am; I feel a bit groggy this morning, but at least I've got a fresh cup of coffee to look forward to as soon as it's cool enough to drink.

I didn't sleep well; I had two trips the bathroom brought on (no doubt) by two cups of Green Jasmine tea and a large glass of water before going to bed; but I was thirsty and wanted to slake my thirst.

Ah, never mind: it's a new day, I'm alive and as the day wears on, I'll come alive to the aliveness of the day.

I had a thought this morning about how I might write these little early shift/morning pieces. I thought I might take each of the five decades I've been alive and write a fictional account of what my morning ritual might have been. I say 'might', because I'll have to be liberal in the make-it-up-as-you-go-along department, not remembering exactly what my mornings would have been like in the late 60s and 70s; the 80s should be fine. 

I'm not sure when I'll start my little experiment and whether I'll write all five pieces in one hit, but I thought what the hell, let's give it a go and see how it comes out.

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“We are snowflakes, melting
on the tongue of the universe.”
― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems

There is only this moment.

Right here, right now.

It's not words: it's all you'll ever experience.

Some people, particularly in spiritual circles, try to label it:

the Now.

Ignore the labels, and go to your direct experience.

What is happening right now?

Sit with it.

Whatever it is, it's moving and/or shifting on to something else.

Sadly, through the prism of me, we hold fast to forms, feelings and emotions.

But there is no me; it's no different to the cloud metaphor save that it happens (apparently) more slowly.

If you're able to see, experience and be with it fully — i.e. the happening of the moment — it's not a case that life will suddenly change (forget the idea of enlightenment!) but, hopefully, you'll come to realise that you're part of the dance of the Universe and in that space, there's nothing to do, nowhere to go and being you, all body, mind and soul, is something that happens automatically absent the restriction of our mind-inducing, corrupting stories.

If all that sounds too fantastical, just remember, the moment you feel the first pain of regret, anger or frustration that that too will pass much like everything else in nature.

Deep bows. 


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Have I mentioned that other social media graveyard, namely LinkedIn?

I'm sure I have.

Believe it or not (*groans*) I used to train lawyers how to use it. I knew it wouldn't' last: 

(a) my heart was never in it; and
(b) let's face it, it's not exactly difficult to share a few stupid videos and talk endlessly about yourself 😂.

Once I'd killed off my training persona, I deleted my profile. In fact, I've done it twice; but, sadly, against my better judgment, late last year, I opened another account.


Have people not got better things to do with their time?

I suppose if I want to find freelance legal work (in time), I'll need to have a profile but I'm so close to taking the scissors to it again.

Perhaps I'm speaking out of turn — after all, you might love ❤️ it — but it has to be the most solipsistic place I know.

Arghh, never mind. Tomorrow the sun will rise, I'll breathe in the air of Dartmoor and enjoy a few quiet moments to myself contemplating the joy of existence.

Sorry, you must think me crazy talking about these anodyne social media platforms but when I constantly see the word "great" on every single LinkedIn post, I know it's time for me to leave.

Blessings, Ju.

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