Thankyou! I’ve thought about how to end this blog. On another cliff hanger? That’d be fun, I have plenty of…
Sri Lanka – Part 15 – I am not your guru ‘I am not your guru. In Theravada Buddhism there…
Sri Lanka part 14 – Rice wine and mud huts This first day sees me swimming and enjoying chatting with…
Sri Lanka – part 13 The gentle ringing of the little gold bell signals the end of group meditation. Sighing…
Sri Lanka Part 12 – Time for action I can’t be this unhappy anymore. If the book’s right when it…
Sri Lanka part 11 – The end becomes the dream ‘What’s going on?’ continues Debbie as she eyes Clive in…
Sri Lanka Part 10 – I am not my feet! Lunch looks delicious! I get a glimpse of the offerings…
Sri Lanka part 9 – Coconuts….Why meditate? We’ve been on the island about 4 days. I’ve got better at wood…
Depression and heaven I’m being pulled under. Who is that? Somebodies pulling me down towards the ocean bed. I…
Sri Lanka Part 7 – Meditation can have movement?! Blimey, It goes to show that our body can be in…