Life Story Add-Ons: The Worst Job I Ever Had
Part One
It was 1988, maybe '89, when I finally said goodbye to the post of chairman at the Buddhist Centre in West London that I had held for almost a decade. This was all very well, but it came with its own issues. Primarily, there was the question of personal finance. Where was I to get money to live on? For years my life . . .
Blog#35: What's With The Moon?
Part One
I used to love the Moon. I thought it was great.
From an early age I had a sense of opposites, of dualities, as building blocks which went to make up the world as we know it. I didn't need to read Jungian tomes on theories of integration to know that this was a great mystery, a secret, and one of the goals . . .
Life Story#35: Nice Little Boy
OK. The life story writing is pretty-much complete. There may be a few bits and pieces that turn up, but that is essentially the project done.
There remains the moment you've all be waiting for. The pics. In the main we have a few grainy offerings from the middle of the twentieth century. Good for a laugh, if you've got that kind . . .
Blog#34: Feeling Normal, Anyone?
Part One
A few weeks back, I took a short trip down south. In this case, 'down south' consisted of biggish city Glasgow, and far smaller city Perth, both in Central Scotland.
Just a few days. I travelled incognito. Sometimes you want to go away and visit people, socialise; other times you go quietly, anonymous, just to . . .
Life Story#34: Whose Dream?
Part One
Early one Saturday morning I woke up in a state of extreme anxiety. I pulled on my clothes, rushed out of the front door, and headed for the nearest point with anything like a view. The urban landscape stretched as far as I could see - hard as I tried, I could see nothing beyond an infinity of concrete grey; no green, no nature, . . .
Blog#33: Trains and Boats and Planes
Part One
They're back! After pretty much a two-year hiatus, the visitors from abroad to the Highlands of Scotland are back. And, from what I see, they are here in their droves.....
In contrast to the absence of foreign visitors, the summers of 2020 and 2021 saw a goodly number of tourists from 'down south' in England and Wales, many . . .
Life Story#33: The Great Renunciation
Part One
I don't know if it happens to other people. But in my life it turns out that the times I thought were the finest, the most glorious, the most noble, are precisely those that, in retrospect, are the worst, the most embarrassing, the ones that make you cringe. It's a dynamic that parallels one which Jung described in . . .
