Tuesday, April 19, 2022
The walls come tumbling down in CHINA
Sunday, April 17, 2022
A Spring Walk around my Community BEFORE I LEAVE...
Thursday, April 14, 2022
Living Behind the Wall - COVID CHINA April 2022
Saturday, April 09, 2022
Thursday, April 07, 2022
Day 3 of Nucleic Acid Testing in Haining Zhejiang Province and I take a ...
Wednesday, April 06, 2022
ZERO TOLERANCE - MASS TESTING - CHINA DAY 2 community testing, Haining/H...
Tuesday, April 05, 2022
Monday, April 04, 2022
Locked out of Hangzhou we need to do emergency food shop
Tuesday, March 22, 2022
2 Years Later! Hangzhou, China - Covid restrictions 2022 - Road Block!
Tuesday, March 15, 2022
Friday, March 11, 2022
A Taste of China from the back seat of my DiDi
Thursday, March 10, 2022
Monday, March 07, 2022
Just a walk past the factories down our street in Haining, CHINA.
Friday, March 04, 2022
Sunday, February 06, 2022
SWEET HAPPEN - A typical day in China 🇨🇳 - At the Mall 🛍
Wednesday, February 02, 2022
CHINA 🇨🇳 - Lucky Everyday
China 🇨🇳 v Taiwan 🇹🇼 You Choose... #shorts
Sunday, January 30, 2022
Life in China 🇨🇳 2021 Part 2 - Snibbets from my Mobile Phone 📲
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
Bomb Shelter under my apartment in China 🇨🇳 URBEX
Saturday, January 22, 2022
A Night and Day doggy walk around a community in CHINA 🇨🇳
Friday, January 21, 2022
Thursday, January 20, 2022
I go Urban INXPLORING in CHINA 🇨🇳
Wednesday, January 19, 2022
Attending the local Police Station (PSB) in China - It's gotta be done!
Monday, January 17, 2022
Sunday, January 16, 2022
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
Cornish Identity: A Passion to Exist - ebook available now
My new book on Cornish Identity has just been published. You can get the ebook Here the paperback and hardback will follow shortly.
Sunday, January 09, 2022
Saturday, January 08, 2022
Thursday, January 06, 2022
Wednesday, January 05, 2022
Tuesday, January 04, 2022
Monday, January 03, 2022
Sunday, January 02, 2022
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Wednesday, September 29, 2021
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Sunday, September 19, 2021
Friday, August 13, 2021
Friday, August 06, 2021
Sunday, August 01, 2021
Friday, July 30, 2021
THE BEST Sweet and Sour Pork at MY local community restaurant in CHINA 🇨...
Tuesday, July 27, 2021
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Monday, July 19, 2021
Thursday, July 08, 2021
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Wednesday, June 23, 2021
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Sunday, June 13, 2021
Saturday, June 12, 2021
Tuesday, June 01, 2021
Friday, May 21, 2021
Monday, May 10, 2021
Sunday, May 09, 2021
A young boxer in Suzhou, China. - SNOW TIGER TITUS - Pretty & Strong
Tuesday, May 04, 2021
Monday, May 03, 2021
Sunday, May 02, 2021
Thursday, April 22, 2021
Tuesday, April 20, 2021
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Wednesday, April 14, 2021
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Thursday, April 08, 2021
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Thursday, March 18, 2021
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Monday, March 08, 2021
Thursday, March 04, 2021
Saturday, February 27, 2021
Thursday, February 25, 2021
To the explorers of the linguistic universe.
Keep your hosts of daffodils
Your weepy, whiney, verse
Don’t try to tell me
My writing is too terse
Don't question my choice of words
If they don't match your mood
Check your privilege at the gate
As there’s nothing I’d preclude
A healthy dose of realism
Will come knocking at your door
Don’t hide behind the curtains
Because its too hard to ignore
Living a poetic fantasy
Of whimsy, fawn, and fae
Does not really cut it
In the hard, cold, light of day
The world tis a hard hard place
Life’s no shining bowl of cherries
When all we have are words and rhymes
To challenge such adversaries
So no howling at the darken places
No barking at the moon
Just pen and ink and attitude
And paper to festoon
So take heed my friends and foe alike
And read my silken verse
For poets are naught but explorers
Of the linguistic universe.
Saturday, February 13, 2021
Wednesday, February 10, 2021
Tuesday, February 09, 2021
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Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Saturday, November 14, 2020
Wednesday, November 11, 2020
She said "Let's go to a NIGHT MARKET" - She got a dark side...
Sunday, November 08, 2020
Xinjiang Noodles in the muslim noodle place in Hangzhou, China
Saturday, November 07, 2020
Walking Meditation in Hangzhou, China
Re-write of an article written in 2012 - submitted to an online Hangzhou magazine recently
Walking along the Nine Creeks in the Misty Forest finds you in a truly magical collection of mountains, trees, creeks and running water. On this outing one walks the trails––winding and climbing; the creeks - murmuring and gurgling; the trees - high and low––at one with the poet YuYuelai who wrote these words during the Qing Dynasty (1644-1911). It is a place that has always been special for humans.
Walking the hills and tracks forces one to practise one of the main tenets of walking meditation – that of moving the feet. Buddhists are instructed to be mindful of four stages in each step: (i) lifting the foot; (ii) moving it forward; (iii) putting it down; and (iv) touching or pressing the foot on the ground.
And step by step, as I travelled these ways, I entered the meditative state of mind simply by putting one foot in front of the other, or as some practitioners suggest ‘stepping, stepping, stepping.’
Walking the meandering creeks and twisted paths, famous since the Southern Song Dynasty (1127-1279), onehas to be aware of these actions because to put a foot wrong means a turned ankle or worse. By increasing our awareness of our bodies actions we also become increasingly aware of things outside of ourselves, objects we might trip over, other people we might walk into. We become more aware of these, and many of the other things outside of ourselves, than when we are just sitting––especially if we sit inside. These include the wind, the sun, the rain, and the sounds of nature and of humans and machines.
But as one finds the natural rhythm (and using a pair of trekking poles forces you into such a rhythm) you find that each and every footstep forms part of a natural mantra. And as the length of the walk progresses, it becomes easier to enter into the detached but aware state that walking meditation facilitates.
While walking long distances there will always be feelings associated with our bodies, from the niggling pain of a blister to the pleasant feeling of relaxation. There will also be feelings associated with the things we see and hear, and with all of the other sensory modalities that we experience––including those that are imagined.
In paying attention to feelings, the important thing is simply to notice them without either clinging to them or pushing them away. When we are unaware, it is very common for our minds to start grasping after experiences associated with pleasant feelings.
Many people say to me when I am out walking that I’ll “be able to have some thinking time––to sort things out,” but it always seems to me that when walking I actually have very little ‘thinking time.’ My mind becomes attuned to the mantra of walking, my eyes to the path ahead and my body to experiencing the sensations of physical activity. By experiencing our sensations, rather than thinking about them, we help to cut down on unproductive thinking and bring about more calmness.
Walking in places such as the Mystery Forest allows us to ‘be in the moment.’ That moment where we can fill our mind with the richness of the experience of walking, leaving less room for daydreaming and fantasy and becoming deeply aware of our present experience, which becomes far more fulfilling than any daydream.
This detached state then becomes an integral part of the ‘Art of Walking’. The Buddhist monk Thick Nhat Hanh tells us that “If we practise walking meditation, we walk just for walking, not to arrive. We have to be alive with each step, and if we are, each step brings real life back to us. The purpose is to be in the present moment and enjoy each step you make.”
Walking alone along these ancient byways is a pure exercise in walking meditation and each step becomes a prayer and each mile dharma.