When we were young, we had no trouble playing. We did it all the time. We did not even have a word for it – that was just how we lived. Life was play – we enjoyed every moment of it and we did not differentiate between one activity and another: it was just one joyful, spherical whole.
But then we went to school, to college, to university, to work… and somewhere along the way, some of us forgot how to play. We learnt to do things we called play, like playing sport, which often hurt, playing up, which ended up with a hangover and all sorts of other bad side-effects (or as I like to call them, effects!) and playing golf, which in some opinions, is just an expensive way to spoil a good walk. Continue reading “Learning to Play Again”→
All through my teenage and adult life I had two burning questions: who or what is God, and what is the purpose of our existence?
Yes, I also looked for love, comfort, fulfilment and any kind of satisfaction in my worldly life, with lots of distractions and often self-destructive activities and behaviours, but I always came back to those two most important questions of God and purpose. Continue reading “Is God Real?”→
Have you ever seen a kid getting upset and throwing a tantrum? Have you seen how they ignore and defy and do exactly the opposite of what their parent said? When I was a child, that was me. I’d kick and scream and shout.
Judgment has been exposed to me recently as being a very ill and very ingrained condition we hold in our general way of thinking. In short, a moment stopped me in my tracks as I got to feel how evil it really is to judge another.