Articles and blog posts written by team members, tutors and supervisors of the Mindfulness Association about how they bring mindfulness into their lives.

letting go being let down

Letting Go and Being Let Down

Often in life we will find that people let us down or hurt us, often this is unintentional but unpleasant nonetheless. We can also find ourselves holding onto to these feelings and experiences. This is normal, after all we are evolutionarily programmed to retain negative experiences more so than we do positive ones. This is…

Mindfulness - No Big Deal

Mindfulness – No Big Deal

So last week, and for a few weeks leading up to Tuesday last week, I had that feeling that there was an elephant on my meditation cushion. What I mean by that is that my mind was blocked, crammed, panicked, stressed and chockablock because of a piece of work I had to do and all…

MINDFULLY UNWELL

Mindfully Unwell

One of those strange phenomena of being human is that we get ill.  This body sometimes gets tired, and it also succumbs to a wide variety of viruses and bugs thrown at it daily. This body also has the possibility of becoming sick with diseases that can take us by surprise. I would regard myself…

knowing-the-mind

Knowing the Mind

Mindfulness has been a fascinating tool for me, and every day I learn something new about my mind and myself.  What is certain is that what I discover is not always pretty, and in that I totally understand the value of self-kindness.  Without it, I would be a quivering wreck, not wanting to go out…

Finding Freedom Through Stress

Finding Freedom Through Stress

Just recently I have become very aware of stress.  It’s a bit sneaky is stress.  It just crept up on me when I wasn’t paying attention.  I was too busy to notice. When I did notice it – my body began to send me signals.  It usually lurks between my heart and solar plexus –…

Kitchen Table Mindfulness

Kitchen Table Mindfulness

  When one is able to overcome the romantic and emotional attitude, one discovers truth even in the kitchen sink. Chögyam Trungpa   This morning, with my bare feet planted onto the kitchen floor, flat and smooth, my small brown earthenware coffee cup warms my hands as I look into the windswept garden. It’s really…