Mindfulness experienced

February 3rd, 2010

I recently had the pleasure of taking part in the pilot of Relume’s mindfulness program.  This involved two weekend retreats, separated by ten weeks of practice, reading and conversation. 

The Elevator Pitch
The pilot provided a program of learning focused on non faith-based meditation which helped participants (a) cope more effectively with the lifestyle they find themselves in (b) improve the quality of interaction with others and (c) understand their underlying, and sometimes deeply hidden, motivations. This is my description of what “it would say on the tin” if it was made by Ronseal.

The build-up
As I drove off to the wilds of the jurassic coast for the first retreat I felt a mixture of thrill and dread as I started to realise the enormous levels of my ignorance.  I had a map of the location, the memory of having met a couple of the participants and a vague idea that “mindfulness” was something to do with mediation.  This lack of prior knowledge and preparation is fairly typical of me as a consumer of films, books, food and life-changing experiential learning programs.  (If you are a client of mine I should stress that this trait does not apply to my professional practice researched and prepared!!)…back to the plot.

The weekend retreats
That first weekend was largely about practicing how to meditate mindfully and learning all about the brain-science as well as the applicability and benefits of the practice.  It was an amazingly powerful, enlightening, emotional, restful, inspiring and vegatarian experience.

The second weekend retreat focused on deepening the practice, the learning and the applicability.  It was also about closing the pilot.  I was surprised to find the second weekend even more of a powerful, enlightening, emotional, restful, inspiring and vegatarian experience than the first weekend.

The practice
Learning to meditate mindfully is called ‘practice’ because that’s what it is.  It took me half of the pilot to realise that “practice” does not “make perfect”.  It is not about putting in an effort to get an outcome and it is not about improving something although that can happen.  It is much more about the present tense than the future tense. When I ’sit’ (another word for practice) it feels very muuch about the here and now rather than some future state.  As you can tell it is not easy to describe.

The Teacher
One thing that is easy to describe is impact the pilot’s teacher had on me. Claire Breeze is a gifted coach, teacher and facilitator.  More than that Claire embodies what the pilot was about.  She brought life, humanity and love to “the process”.  I cannot think of another person I have met who has inspired me as much as Claire; and her “professional” talents were matched only by her warmth and care.

The Outcome
Looking back it has surprised me how such a simple concept - sitting quietly for 20 minutes a day - can bring about such a powerful learning experience.  I am not ready to publish all of this learning in my blog but it ranges from small, seemingly incidental, items to quite profound impacts. 

More importantly the pilot woke me up to myself in a way I did not expect.  I have always considered myself to be relatively self-aware but the pilot took that much further. 

As you can probably tell I have gone from being an ignorant, neutral agnostic to a raving advocate in ten short weeks.  It goes without saying that, when Relume launch their mindfulness program in earnest, I would thoroughly recommend you consider it.

The Rights of the Child

January 20th, 2010

On 10th December 1959 The Declaration of the Rights of the Child was adopted by the United Nations under General
Assembly Resolution 1386 (XIV).  Below are those 10 rights presented in a more concise, plain-speaking format.
This resolution can be found at http://www.un.org/cyberschoolbus/humanrights/resources/child.asp.   

1  All children have the right to what follows, no matter what their race, colour sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, or where they were born or who they were born to.

2  You have the special right to grow up and to develop physically and spiritually in a healthy and normal way, free and with dignity.

3  You have a right to a name and to be a member of a country.

4  You have a right to special care and protection and to good food, housing and medical services.

5  You have the right to special care if handicapped in any way.

6  You have the right to love and understanding, preferably from parents and family, but from the government where these cannot help.

7  You have the right to go to school for free, to play, and to have an equal chance to develop yourself and to learn to be responsible and useful.  Your parents have special responsibilities for your education and guidance.

8  You have the right always to be among the first to get help.

9  You have the right to be protected against cruel acts or exploitation, e.g. you shall not be obliged to do work which hinders your development both physically and mentally.  You should not work before a minimum age and never when that would hinder your health, and your moral and physical development.

10  You should be taught peace, understanding, tolerance and friendship among all people.

 I mention this for two (connected) reasons.  Firstly, almost everyone I know is completely unaware of the existence of these rights which, let me remind you, we all signed up to as members of the United Nations.  50 years on it is easy to dismiss this as another piece of finely-crafted meaningless bureaucratic twaddle.  And yet throughout that time, and arguably now more than ever, there has been a real need for radical, progressive policies to protect the world’s children.

The second reason for bringing children’s rights up now is that I was reminded of them whilst following coverage of the tragic earthquake in Haiti.  Amongst the appalling stories of death and destruction I was drawn to the tale of the tale of some of Port Au Prince’s many orphanages.  Now, in terms of likely quality of life, being an orphan in the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere is already bad enough without having your orphanage destroyed by an earthquake.  Fate has really dealt those children a tough hand and it has been heartening to read of the efforts by individuals and charities to alleviate the suffering.

However we need something much more systemic and global.  There were 380,000 orphans in Haiti before the earthquake and some charities are predicting that the number could double or even reach 1 million soon (that would be 10% of the whole population).  They have been orphaned mainly by previous natural disasters, by parents who have abandoned them for a new life in the USA or who are simply too poor to care for them.  If there was ever a time and place for a UN sponsored global programme to bring action to the words of  the 1959 Declaration then now is it and Haiti is the place. 

As it stands “expert” opinion is divided on what to do.  Individuals, groups and charities are mounting efforts to take children out of Haiti but this is only scratching at the surface and, without proper checks and balances, is open to traffickers.  Meanwhile some argue that removal of children from their home country could lead them to have “long-term psychological problems” (source: SOS Children’s Villages - The Independent).  It might just be me but I am finding it difficult to grasp the idea that anything could be more psychologically problematic than being homeless and parentless in a country which will take years to recover to its previous status as poorest in the Western Hemisphere.

The only alternative to mass international adoption will be the repair of the country of Haiti.  I don’t have time and space here to describe how difficult and unlikely that scenario is, except to say that time is the crucial factor.  The gaze of the world is currently on Haiti, but it is a fickle gaze and will pass when news producers feel we have had enough.  If a radical, globally-backed solution, designed to ensure Haitian orphans get the rights we enshrined for them, is not forthcoming soon it will never happen.

Sticking my neck out

November 23rd, 2009

Talking to my mate Bob recently got me thinking about the World Cup in South Africa next summer (Bob is football mad despite supporting Reading!!).  We reckoned that the majority of the England team picked itself and that if we could choose our XI for the opening match right now, most of the football-supporting public would settle on the same 8 names and only disagree over 3.

So here is me sticking my neck out and making some predictions for next summer’s footie frenzy.  I do this without fear of ridicule because (a) it is only November (b) Cappello is paid a squillion quid a year to do this and (c) opinions* are the lifeblood of conversation.

So I reckon Terry, Ferdinand, A Cole, Johnson, Barry, Lampard, Gerrard and Rooney are nailed on for a place in the most popular choice for England starting XI next summer.  Of these, only Glen Johnson would bring much debate but he gets in because of the lack of options in that position.  The other 3 positions, however, will occupy thousands of hours of pub chat.

Goalkeeper - We don’t have a stand-out candidate from James, Green, Carson, Foster, Hart, Kirkland, Robinson.  David James will be 56 next summer but still looks the best of a mediocre bunch.  I predict that if Ben Foster can get enough first team football between now and the summer he would emerge from the pack.  If not it is David James’ shirt.  If he is injured - how about Paul Robinson for a come-back?

4th Midfielder.  There are enough candidates to fill a pub.  Take your pick from J Cole, Young, Milner, Downing, Lennon, Wright-Phillips, Walcott, Beckham, Hargreaves, Carrick, etc.  I reckon Walcott will be the choice if he is fit but Joe Cole’s comeback complicates matters.

Target-man.  Cappello has finally realised that Rooney plays best with a striker alongside him to act as primary target.  Step forward Heskey, Crouch, Defoe (5 goals yesterday!!), Owen, Agbonlahor, C Cole.  Heskey seems to be Cappello’s first choice and for those of you who doubt the wisdom of picking a striker who can’t score I have two words to say to you…Stephane Guivarc’h (look it up). 

Last two predictions.  One of our certainties will miss out with some bizarre injury  - I reluctantly predict Steven Gerrard.  Finally someone unexpected will come through to have an exceptional tournament (remember Trevor Sinclair).  I predict James Milner.

If you disagree with any of my predicitions or opinions then I would love to hear from you.

* Oscar Wilde once said “in all matters of opinion, our adversaries are insane”

There’s gratitude for you

November 3rd, 2009

As someone who was not around at the time, I have often wondered how my country could show their gratitude to Winston Churchill for leading us to victory in WWII by voting him out of office only 2 months after VE Day.  On the face of it, and with only the Falklands and Gulf Wars to use as in comparison, it has always seemed to me bizarre that Clement Attlee should be elected in such circumstances, particularly in a landslide victory.

I watched Into the Storm on TV last night and what an excellent BBC/HBO drama it was.  The 90 minute film managed to chart the key moments of the war, from a UK perspective, without seeming rushed and the acting was first class.  Brendan Gleeson’s portrayal of Churchill was mesmerising, confirming what an amazing actor he is. 

The one weakness of the drama was it seemed to suggest that Churchill lost the 1945 election for the simple reason that he used the word “Gestapo” when describing a potential Labour Party victory.    If the drama’s thesis is to be believed then the UK voting public must have been the most fickle bunch ever.

As a Conservative, Churchill opposed the creation of the welfare state but this was not explored.  Clement Attlee was only given a peripheral role in the drama and yet history suggests he was a much more central figure in the hearts and minds of the people.

I guess the point I am making is that the 1945 election is probably the ultimate example of a concept much used in management theory; Situational Leadership. Churchill was the right man to lead Britatin during the war and exactly the wrong man to lead the re-building of peacetime society.  Attlee successfully lead Britain through massive changes, arguably equivalent in impact to the War, including a nationalisation programme, expended social services and, of course, the creation of the National Health Service. 

Situational leadership theory suggests Attlee may well have lost us the war whilst Churchill would probably not have been able to put in place the building bolcks on which many of are lives today are based.    I still don’t fully understand how the voting public worked this out, but I guess I am happy that they did.

No choice but to choose

October 20th, 2009

If you are a parent you will know that it is around this time of year that you are required to take part in an important, painful and mostly futile exercise in consumerism.  I am talking about choosing a secondary school for your child (some of this also applies to primary education but I am trying to stay focued).

If you are looking at private or grammar schools you may have already invested quite a bit of time, money and energy coaching your child to pass the entrance exams.  These seem to me designed totally to weed out those kids who have a nasty habit of ruining a schools position in the oh-so important league tables by not going on to get 10 A* GCSEs. The higher the “status” of the school the more weeding the school needs to do because, surprise surprise, these schools attract a lot of applicants.

My own experience is in the state system.  It starts with a form where you have to choose your top 3 preferences.  So far so simple.  I wanted to insert the catchment school and leave the other 2 fields blank but the voice in my head was saying “your grandparents fought in the war to give you the right to choose your child’s school - you will be an ungrateful grandson and a terrible parent if you do not insert 3 names.” 

Resisting the temptation to pick two other names out of a hat the next step is to request a brochure.  This is a bit like picking a holiday “ooh that looks nice” with the addition of the chance to read an OFSTED report.  Both these documents (multiplied by about 6 in our case - one for each school) take a lot of reading and generate as many answers as questions.    But help is at hand because schools have an open day when, rather than learn pythagoras, pupils of said school escort parents round the premises showing other children in various learning environments.  If you don’t know what this is like imagine being shown around a zoo by one of the animals.

The open day seals it and we were able to make our 1,2,3 choice without adding to our 42 hours of effort.  The form completed it is time to spend 4 months anxiously thinking about our choice, wondering if we made the right one, whether we should have done more research and if life wouldn’t be so bad after all in a communist state.

March arrives and on the designated day (the whole process is designed with military precision) my child is offered a place at her catchment school because…….you guessed it, the other two schools were over subscribed.  As we get over the amazing insight that, given a choice, virtually all parents opt for the best school available, we realise we are back to we started.  only now we don’t want to go to the catchment school because it no longer seems good enough.

Helpfully at this point there are forms to go on two waiting lists and forms to invoke 2 appeals procedures.  I want to throw them away along with the 6 brochures, 6 OFSTED reports and various other detritus but that voice in my head is back “Margaret Thatcher didn’t risk our safety winning back the Falklands just so that you can squander the choices you now have as a result of her sacrifice” 

I won’t dwell on this, save to say the appeals procedure is excrutiating and the waiting list largely stationary.  By now it is June, 9 months after the whole pantimime started, parents are stressed, children disappointed and schools are struggling to cope with the buruearatic chaos when they should be educating our children….and all in the name of choice.

In case you are interested my child got into their first choice in the end (waiting list not appeal) but it has left me more convinced than ever that the system is not working.  In our area people travel to Winchester schools, Andover children travel to our area and Basingstoke children choose Andover.  And, as far as I know, Basingstoke schools, and some Andover, struggle to fill places.  Wouldn’t it be better for all concerned, not least the environment, if a children went to their local school and we all invested all our time, energy and money in making sure every school is seen as a desireable place to learn?

Finally a tale from the private sector.  Firends of ours chose a private primary/secondary school for their son.  after 7 years of taking their hard-earned cash he was asked to leave because he failed the seondary entrance exam.  In my opinion this is exclusion on the grounds of ability and is immoral.

Rant over

What have you missed recently?

October 5th, 2009

I have had a period of time away from the hustle and bustle of corporate life recently. I spent the summer holiday re-acquainting myself with my family in various camp sites in the south west of England.  I am now spending time arranging and preparing for building work to be done at home.

Inevitably my pace of life has slowed down.  It has given me time to think and look around me.  It made me realise that I have many things to be thankful for but do not often have the time to appreciate them.   I remembered the story of Joshua Bell and thought I would share it on this (long-overdue) blog.

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A man in a metro station in Washington DC started to play the violin; it was a cold, December morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

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So brilliant it will never happen

February 25th, 2009

Tuesday 17th February, 9.25am and there is a phone-in on BBC Radio 5. The host, Nicky Campbell, who I find infuriating, is asking whether being environmentally focused is possible during a recession.

A man phones in (in the extremely unlikely event you are reading this – sorry I didn’t remember your name) and puts forward the following:

The government currently subsidises the cost of installing solar panels in a house to the tune of 10%.  The man suggests the government changes the subsidy to 90% of the cost and recruits and trains an army of installation engineers.   And that’s it.

In one policy move he suggests the government changes the subsidy to 90% of the cost and recruits and trains an army of installation engineers.   And that’s it.

The host Nicky Campbell (did I say I find him infuriating?) is a bit lost for words

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I’ve never done this before!

February 25th, 2009

I thought I ought to make my first ever blog about my experiences setting up this website - no particular reason, it just felt like the right thing to do.

I’ve been thinking about having a site for about 5 years, which is pretty sad when you think about it.  The on-line world might be dynamic, fluid and growing at a rate of knots but getting a home in it has been all too much for this plodding luddite.

But no more…I’ve arrived.

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