Xmas time 2006
And so mid December I picked my dad up at the airport and we got a taxi to Delhi. There I was happy to see him, carefree and chatting away, but his mind however was on other things. I could see his fingers going white as they gripped the seat in the car and his eyes staring out of the window in some kind of horror/amazement emotion as we hurtled through the traffic nearly missing cars, rickshaws and cows. I forgot that to the untrained westerner this kind of journey seems dangerous. After this I had to take the helm and deal with travel arrangements, money, haggling or often shouting at the unscrupulous Indians eager to get you to open your wallet. We went to the Taj, we went to Varanassi and then we headed for the hills.

Up in Sikkim things were a little more relaxed and chilled out for dad to handle. However this time I suffered. Doing a trek at 4000 metres, sleeping in huts with no fire that plummet to minus 10 degrees Celsius at night was too chilled for me. I observed myself becoming a whinging child until I finally got my way and we descended to a luxury hotel to recover for a couple of days.
During this time my practice weakened and I also observed myself becoming a little spoilt watching 'star movies' in my room and whinging every now and then to get my way to satisfy some desire or other. But I also noticed how I didn't allow guilt to creep in, I knew that it was just harder for me to be 'awake' when with someone else and not meditating or doing yoga.It was nice to spend this time with my dad. I think that it made us closer and I'm glad he got a glimpse of my world which is so far removed from his (although I think he may be coming round to spirituality a little even if he doesn't admit it).
He left and I spent 20 hours on a filthy platform on waiting for a delayed train to take me to Bodhgaya for the vipassana (insight meditation) retreat.
The Fire Jan 2007
The first week of the retreat was very hard for me. I craved being at One with God and expected Martin to say some magic words that would take me further into that experience I had two years ago of indescribable bliss and love. It didn't happen. And so I became resentful of being trapped in the monastery when I could be doing something more useful like healing or teaching or helping others in some way. I paced around the monastery like a criminal plotting his escape from jail.

Of course by the end of the week I came to realise that anger is not exactly a wise quality to cultivate and so despite my ego's insistence to leave I decided to stay if only to cultivate patience. It was pointed out to me that I needed to investigate this energy rather than allow it to propel me into the future.
On the second week I still had this burning rage inside me. I inquired into it. I was patient with it. I came to realise that this was in part a fire felt so deep down inside that was determination. I must harness its energy to deepen my relationship with God. I must sit with my pain and welcome it with a loving embrace.
So I decided to summon all my determination to face the source of these murderous angry thoughts. It was on the first day of the second week when I was doing walking meditation. I started to breath faster and my body started to tingle. I sat down. I began hyperventilating and my whole body was covered in immense pins and needles for a minute or so. Someone rushed to fetch Martin who asked, 'Was I afraid?' and I looked him straight in the eye and replied, 'No, I was ready for it.'
After that the fire inside me was just pure determination. Calmly waiting for whatever horror might reveal it's ugly face.
A few days later I felt a sharp pain in my physical heart, I panicked a little that it might stop beating or explode into a thousand pieces. Determined not to allow fear to defeat me I declared as a true spiritual warrior, 'I don't care if I have to die, I love God so much I will face any fear,' and lept in with all the light I could shine on it.
I felt an itch on my face. Usually I would remember it's impermanence, watch the breath, and let it pass without scratching it. But I wasn't going to hide this time. However this pathetic itchy feeling was so sharp that it was very hard to face. I plucked up all the intrigue I could muster and launched in with vigour. I was astonished to find it was so vast that even when I propelled myself to it's extremes I couldn't find it. I existed as vast emptiness and clarity.
The Earth
I also came to realise the importance of grounding myself. Like a tree that grows high needs deep roots to stay steady, I have been in touch with the earth. Often feeling like a wild animal wanting to beat my chest and roar.
I am ready to impart my wisdom to help, heal and teach, I just lacked the confidence, the assertiveness, the stability. I need discipline to quell my restless, imaginative mind to face my fears so that I can help others face their too. I need to power to speak up in groups something I've been pushing myself to do when we ask questions or report back how we're doing. I started to really ground myself to have faith in my wisdom. I made myself feel heavier and more solid like a rock when doing this kind of public speaking. This helps prevent me from 'spacing out' to keep focused.
What is it that propels you from being present, from being at peace?
Sitting with the intention to be,
Here and Now, Awake,
A thought of the future arises,
You catch it and witness its energy,
Now move in deeper,
Where is it in the body,
That this thought energy is flung from?
Sitting with the intention to be,
At peace with what is, at One,
A contraction in the leg arises,
You move in and try to be with it,
Now follow it to its root,
Where else does it lead you in the body,
That you need to let go by let be?
I Am the Warrior Light Behind Awareness
I am the light behind awareness,
Wherever I shine I become that reality,
I may be drawn to a pleasant taste, a beautiful view, a soulful melody,
Thus marveling with delight at my terrific manifestations.
But this is not enough to know,
For I still suffer,
And so a deep unrest inside me grows,
A fire burning hotter,
Determined to conquer,
To destroy the enemy of delusion,
Fighting relentlessly and with persistence,
To help God shine brighter,
With His Love I will do justice!
But the weapons of mass destruction I choose,
Doesn't destroy the deluded who lack wisdom in their heart,
For they are suffering already.
Instead I must simply shine Light on all fears I encounter,
To make it known that the enemy of fear can only be defeated with Love,
And so to illuminate judgements without judgement,
So that freedom, peace and God's true nature can reign.