Archive | January 2017

The Art of Going Nowhere

Okay, so here I am, two weeks after my last blog, ready to share what I have read in this intervening period.  I have selected as my first book a small offering, as I have been laid low with a cold for most of the time.  I know, excuses, excuses.

Yet this book is really a gift.  It is called “The Art of Stillness, Adventures in Going Nowhere” by Pico Iyer, and it is a TED book, based on a talk he gave some time ago.

Pico Iyer is a travel writer, and has travelled the world for about 40 years in search of stories and experiences.   But he has discovered that our best most fruitful travel is done when we stay home.  When we find stillness in the course of our days and when we explore our inner world instead of just rushing from one event or job to another.  When we stop, even for a little while.

Pico uses as his starting point a conversation he had with Leonard Cohen, who he calls later in the book, “a 70 year old Zen master”.  It is Cohen who leads him on an exploration of stillness.  “Going nowhere, as Cohen described it, is the grand adventure that makes sense of everywhere else.   It isn’t about turning your back on the world, it’s about stepping away now and then so that you can see the world more clearly and love it more deeply”

I love that.  We are a part of the universe, part of the stars and planets, and part of nature, yet we act as though we are just flying by, and that the rest of the natural order is just here for our own amusement.  Where is the awe and wonder that ignites our imagination and equally our care?

Brian Swimme remarked that if the stars only came out once every year, or every 10 years, it would be a cause for huge celebrations and incredible amazement, but because they come out every night, we can happily ignore this most spectacular event. We walk around with our eyes closed.

In fact, I think that awe and wonder is lost in our busyness.

As Pico says in his book, “sitting still is a way of falling in love with the world and everything in it. Going nowhere is a way of cutting through the noise and finding fresh time and energy to share with others.” To find our awe and wonder.

It doesn’t have to be religious, although all the great religions and philosophers have at their heart some form of stillness, or meditation or spirituality practise

But it does seem to require letting go of things, and that can be scary, even for a moment.  To let go of those decisions we have to make, the power we hold, or even the information that is out there begging us to read or listen to or respond to is hard.  We are almost programmed now to look at our computers or phones endlessly, as though if we don’t know what is happening we will be left behind. I find these days that I have become slightly obsessive about my social media, and overwhelmed by the number of emails.  Something has to change!

Many, many people are now realising just how counterproductive that is, and are allowing some technology free time into their lives.  I say yes to that. As Pico writes, “the point of sitting still is that it helps see through the very idea of pushing forward, indeed it strips you of yourself, as a coat of armour, by leading you into a place where you’re defined by something larger.”

Sitting still, not doing anything, seems a good place to start to change these crazy dynamics, to take a breather.  To remove the clutter and distraction of our hyper active lives. To leave space for other possibilities to enter.  To listen.

But Pico doesn’t suggest we sit still for hours, but instead find some way to cultivate a period of stillness into our everyday lives.

So we could all start by just taking a few minutes each day to sit quietly and do nothing.  Just do nothing. As Cohen says, “to clear the head and still the emotions, and the to-do lists”.

Or we could just sit quietly for 30 mins every morning

Or we could if we desire a bit more direction, take up meditation, or yoga

Or take regular walks in nature, so that our connection to the whole of creation seems more real, more tangible.

Or you could go fishing, where you can linger for a long time with the hook in the water

Or go for a run, a long loping run that enables you to breathe in the life that is all around us. Running, or in my case, jogging, can be a profound form of meditation.

Whatever you choose, I have already decided that going nowhere is a good place to start.

As Pico summarise –

“In an age of speed I begin to think nothing could be more invigorating than going slow.

In an age if distraction nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention.

In an age of constant movement nothing is more urgent than sitting still.”


In honour of Leonard Cohen, a 70 year old Zen master, sadly gone, and the inspiration for this book, here is a clip of one of his most famous songs, “Anthem”.

“There is a crack, a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”.

Let’s hope by taking some time to develop the art of stillness, the light might get in!


A New Beginning


Well, its 2017, and time to write a blog.  Not about anything super important, if that’s what you are looking for, even though there is a lot of stuff going on in the world, that in part amazes me and in part horrifies me!

No, I want to start 2017 slowly and with thought and intention.  2016 was a year of loss, and I want 2017 to be one of gain.  Unfortunately, it has started early with the loss of my Uncle and the beautiful son of some dear friends, but let’s be hopeful that saying goodbye will not be the catch cry of this year.

Instead I want it to be the year of the heart, the year of listening, sensing, embracing all that life is, an incredible mystery that we are born into and that we leave ever so soon.  I want it to be a year of exploration, of who I am and maybe who you are, and maybe even more importantly who God is.  Not that believing in God is a prerequisite for the journey.

With this in mind I have invited some friends along, writers and poets, philosophers and theologians, all who can talk about what it is to be human and what it means to believe in something more, something intangible but seemingly oh so real.  How that can affect our lives and the lives of those around us.

My aim during 2017 is to read a book a fortnight, and to bring it to you as a window that can open our eyes and our minds and often our hearts to something new, and grander than we may have thought.

The books will be an eclectic bunch, novels, nonfiction, philosophy and theological books, and maybe even books on poetry and prose, or a children’s book.  It will be a journey we will travel together, accompanied by some of my favourite people.

So lets get started!

My first post will be some poems not a book, by the most wonderful Mary Oliver.  She more than any other poet captures the connection between ourselves and nature, between ourselves and mystery, and somehow intertwines them in a way that is so true to our experiences.  Here is one of my favourite poems.


The Summer Day (from “New and Selected Poems”) 

Who made the world?

Who made the swan, and the black bear?

Who made the grasshopper?

This grasshopper, I mean-

the one who has flung herself out of the grass,

the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,

who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-

who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.

Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.

Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.

I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.

I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down

into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,

how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,

which is what I have been doing all day.

Tell me, what else should I have done?

Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?

Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?

—Mary Oliver


“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life!”

I think that is a beautiful line!

Mary Oliver has released numerous books full of poems and stories, I only have a few, but I could present so many here that you would probably scream.  Indulge me as I share a few more of the ones that really speak to me.


Wild Geese (from “Dream Work”)

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting 

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.

—Mary Oliver


Song of the Builders (from Why I Wake Early)

On a summer morning

I sat down

on a hillside

to think about God –

a worthy pastime.

Near me, I saw

a single cricket;

it was moving the grains of the hillside

this way and that way.

How great was its energy,

how humble its effort.

Let us hope

it will always be like this,

each of us going on

in our inexplicable ways

building the universe.

—Mary Oliver


I have read this one often.    It tells me we all have a role to play in this life, a role to create and affirm and uplift and love. Even if half the time we don’t get it right.


And finally, an extract from a poem I used in my very first blog, just to show I am consistent.


Sometimes (from the “Red Bird” collection)

Instructions for living a life:

Pay attention.

Be astonished.

Tell about it.

 —Mary Oliver


Okay that’s enough. See you in two weeks.

Peace and love to you all






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