Sam Lee's Nightingale Walk

There was a madcap drive through country lanes, haunted by pale meadowsweet in the dusk light, trying to find the farm above Lewes indicated on the Brighton Festival map. And then we found it with a few minutes spare, parked the car in a field and stepped out into the warm May night.

Pictures tell a thousand words

We had a really interesting weekend at Spa Road looking at the impact of the Internet - especially social media - on our mindfulness.

I decided to run a course looking at the impact of internet-use on our mindfulness and it's led to lots of interesting conversations and reading on the subject.

Moving away from a life in bits

Four months ago, I lost my iPhone up on the South Downs during a particularly blustery winter walk.

I decided to not replace it and bought, in its place, a frustratingly simple Nokia handset with the most basic functionality: phone calls and (painfully slow) texts.

in wheat fields, worry and other modern things.

Reggie Ray made an interesting point in one of his talks that I’d never heard before.

and how thoughts grow out of it like mushrooms

I’ve just flown to Colorado in the mid-West of the US, one mile above sea-level on a massive plateau fringed by the Rockies.

It’s a long while since I’ve done a long-haul flight, not least because I suffered badly from jet-lag.

Alistair is off to the Rockies for a few weeks

Tomorrow sees me setting off to the Rockies in Colorado. The Sangre de Cristo mountains to be precise. After a few busy years studying and running Mindsprings workshops, I've elected to spend Christmas studying with Reggie Ray at his mountain retreat centre in Crestone.

What we need to say to thoughts...

One of my lovely students sent me this photo today today. She said it was the perfect instruction to thoughts that pop into our heads on a dally basis.

how the 'B' road of breath leads to the landscape of life

Of course, if it were that easy to sit in bliss then we’d all be doing it. So what is it in the samadhi practice that allows this transition from left to right?

the liberation of boredom and the step to the right.

One of the first things we did on the Island was stand in the darkness on the bobbing, black jetty that stretches some 30 metres out into the inky sea (bright with phosphorescent plankton on that evening) and imagine how it would be to throw our mobile phones into the water.