My Father’s Breath
What follows is my experience, and the continuation of my previous blog post The Last Dance. A week ago, dad finally died. Everything that had ever made him Barry, his obstinacy, his humour, his passionate love of home, family, animals and his garden – my father – is gone now. His dying, however, was an indescribable struggle. For everyone, sure, but mostly...
The Last Dance
Where do I begin such a morbid tale? The slow torturous agony of cancer treatment? The suffering? The disrespect? The poisonous drugs? The brain tumour? The surgery? The delirium? Being put into a permanent state of unconsciousness leading to death? I could go on. I could also talk about the beauty in the mystery of it all, the connection I feel to...
A journey of becoming
I've been thinking a lot lately about how men (and all people gender specific or not) can benefit from a regular physical practice and how I came to be where I am. In a society that bombards us with the perfect social media image and the perfect life plastered over our televisions, it's not all sunshine and roses. There are people...
Illuminating Samadhi Pada – contemplations on concentration
From what I can glean of the Samadhi Pada, the first part of the 51 thread of the multi faceted 195 Patanjali yoga sutras, is that we have an opportunity to remember ourselves. When unencumbered by facts or illusions, delusions or memories of the past, we may then know our soul and rest in our ultimate truth. The sutras provide a framework...
Welcome to the world Finn!
Exciting news, my blue eyed baby boy, Finn was born on 8th January. He is growing stronger every day, pretty much sleeps, drinks his mums milk and poo's. Thats about it! He is extremely cute, I know I am probably biased, but in my eyes it was love at first sight! I see him as often as I can and marvel at...