2020 began for me on a wonderful silent retreat on Clare Island off the west coast of Ireland. The retreat included a digital detox and disconnection from the outside world. It felt so liberating to turn off the distraction and remove temptation to pull towards my phone. So, while the disturbing story of the corona virus outbreak in Wuhan was emerging, I was blissfully oblivious to the threat that would infect the world. By the
While most of the world engages in loud festive celebration as the clock strikes the new year, I chose peace, silence and another kind of wild on Clare Island, one of the most westerly points off the coast of Ireland. I had long desired to go on a silent meditation retreat, it spoke to my soul and heart. I just had not managed to commit time away from my busy life. Although I knew instinctively that
We are all born naturally curious with a basic need to discover, learn and grow. This is evident in childhood, when we learn how to stand up, we take off running towards the unknown. As soon as we can talk our enquiring minds are full of curiosity with endless questioning of What is this? What does it do? How does it work? Curiosity is a trait of those wanting to learn more about life. Over
I had reached a point where I was completely drained from all aspects of my life. Energy was literally seeping out of me. I couldn’t stop it. My vitality was almost depleted. I was in a constant state of exhaustion. City lifestyle, work stress, the lingering grief of my divorce compounded with the devastating sudden death of my father had left me completely drained. Something had to give. I realised that I was on the
Hiking is a soul level joy for me, I love to get out on the trail and be immersed in nature, it evokes my sense of adventure and takes me to a wonderful place of peace and contentment. Hiking always raises my spirits no matter the conditions. Even on wet days when I am out on the trail, moving my body, one step at a time, breathing in the sights, sounds and smells of the
A couple of months deep into the traumatic grief of my father’s death of his own volition, I felt so lost and directionless. My heart was broken and my grief was inescapable. I was exhausted, drained, miserable and stuck. I did not know how to shift it; it felt so raw and intense. Waves of sadness engulfed me and spat me out bruised and battered. I found myself waking up in the middle of the
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