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Sleep.

Is that a problem for you?

I’m afraid if it is, you’re not going to like this next sentence…….Sleep is my core skill. I seem to have some kind of spirit level in my brain, so that whenever I lie flat, the sleeping potion floods my brain and, instantly, I mean instantly, I’m asleep. I move between the two states of sleeping and waking the same way. It’s like some kind of switch. Click. I’m asleep. Click. I’m awake. Now you know what really puzzles me about this? I have absolutely no voluntary control over this switch. I can’t just “decide” to move between the two states. Mind you, if I need to be up at a certain time, then I tell myself that before lying down, and usually, (I’m not confident enough to not use an alarm), I wake up about 2 minutes before the set time (and switch the alarm off before it goes off by itself!) How does the brain do that? How can it do it so accurately?

There are many, many mysteries about sleep and I know lots of people really struggle with sleep, whether it’s trouble getting off to sleep, or waking repeatedly or just too damn early. In my role as a doctor I suggest a number of things….I don’t have a one size fits all approach to anything, but try Heartmath for starters. Lots of people find that helps. I don’t just mean try it before sleeping time, I mean integrate it into your day. I believe various different meditation practices can help, as can the usual areas of exercise, diet, and “sleep hygiene” (which involves establishing pre-sleep habits).

People sleep differently in different cultures too. Tokyo must the be city with the greatest number of day time sleepers. You see people asleep in cafes, on the metro, everywhere really. It’s quite surprising for a visitor. The countries on the Med have a habit of the siesta, which might have more to do with sunshine than anything else (“Mad dogs and Englishmen…..?”)

So, have a think about sleep this week. What patterns and rhythms work best for you? What induces a “good” sleep for you?

And here’s a couple of photos of sleepers I took earlier (first one in Tokyo, second one in the afternoon in Provence)

 

sleeping in tokyo

barrow

And here’s what we all hope for (this taken again in Tokyo, on the hoarding around a building site)

Sleeping baby on hoarding

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light tree

kaleidoscope

the moon

Don’t you love a good mystery?

For me, I love mystery not only in fiction, or in movies, but in life.

I am regularly amazed by the every day, and I know now that the future emerges from the present in ways which are always surprising, always mysterious.

So, I was delighted to find these lines in a Mary Oliver poem, “Mysteries, yes

Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answer.

Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.

 

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poppy field

The local robin

a wish

daisy
I came across this phrase of Emerson’s the other day

Tis curious that we only believe as deep as we live.

And the first thing I thought was “Tis curious that we only live as deep as we believe”! But then I decided to track it down and see it in its context. It comes from his “The Conduct of Life” in the section where he writes about beauty. There are some real gems in that piece of writing.

Our books approach very slowly the things we most wish to know. What a parade we make of our science, and how far off, and at arm’s length, it is from its objects! Our botany is all names, not powers: poets and romancers talk of herbs of grace and healing; but what does the botanist know of the virtues of his weeds?

Can we really know about plants only by treating them as objects to measured, weighed and classified? And what happens when we apply that approach to human beings too?

We should go to the ornithologist with a new feeling, if he could teach us what the social birds say, when they sit in the autumn council, talking together in the trees. The want of sympathy makes his record a dull dictionary. His result is a dead bird. The bird is not in its ounces and inches, but in its relations to Nature; and the skin or skeleton you show me, is no more a heron, than a heap of ashes or a bottle of gases into which his body has been reduced, is Dante or Washington.

The bird is not in its ounces and inches, but in its relations to Nature”. Wow! How true is that? And isn’t that exactly where our present approach often falls down? We fail to see what we are studying in its “relations”. 

The motive of science was the extension of man, on all sides, into Nature, till his hands should touch the stars, his eyes see through the earth, his ears understand the language of beast and bird, and the sense of the wind; and, through his sympathy, heaven and earth should talk with him. But that is not our science. These geologies, chemistries, astronomies, seem to make wise, but they leave us where they found us.

and

Science in England, in America, is jealous of theory, hates the name of love and moral purpose. There’s a revenge for this inhumanity. What manner of man does science make?

These last two passages raise a subject we don’t hear much about, but I think we are beginning to hear more now, and will hear even more in the years ahead. It relates to Einstein’s famous question about the Universe….

Is the Universe friendly?

And it also relates to Iain McGilchrist’s point about the two different approaches to the world from our two different cerebral hemispheres. If it’s true, which I think it is, that we create the world we live in through what we pay attention to, what our values and beliefs are, then what kind of world do we create from this detached, materialistic scientism?

What is life like for someone who sees things that way? And what’s life like for someone who sees things the way Emerson is suggesting? Do you think the Universe is a hostile place, that everything happens by chance, and nothing has any meaning?

What I share here in this blog is just my experience, just snippets from the life of me, how I experience life, what stimulates my thinking, my passions, my imagination. But it’s the way I approach the world which creates this particular world I’m living in and sharing with you.

 

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Swan cruising

 

Mary Oliver’s poem, “Swans” (which you can read in full here) ends……

What we love, shapely and pure,
is not to be held,
but to be believed in.

Does that resonate with you? “Not to be held, but to be believed in”? That has echoes for me of the “witnessing not measuring” I woke with the other day. It speaks to the subjective world of values over the objective world of things which can be possessed.

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sunset over ben ledi

 

I look out at this mountain every day (It’s called Ben Ledi), but how different the world might look to me if I actually climbed to the top of it (I haven’t done that….yet!)

Climbing a mountain for aesthetic reasons was, apparently, a defining moment in the development of human consciousness. The famous climb was that of the Italian poet, Francesco Petrarca (Petrarch) in the fourteenth century. He was the first to record climbing a mountain to see the view.

We can say that the origins of our modern appreciation of nature go back to 26 April 1336, when the Italian poet Francesco Petrarca (1304–1374), better known as Petrarch, made his famous ascent of Mount Ventoux in France. This event has gone down in history as the first time someone climbed a mountain solely to see the view. Clearly people had scaled heights before, but Petrarch claimed he was the first to do so solely out of curiosity, for what we might call aesthetic reasons. He recounted his excursion in one of the letters making up his Epistolae familiares (1350)

That’s a quote from Gary Lachman‘s “Caretakers of the Cosmos”. He points out that several thinkers and writers reflected on this famous ascent.

Ernst Cassirer saw in Petrarch’s ascent of Mount Ventoux ‘testimony to [the] decisive change in the concept of nature that began in the thirteen century’ and which led to nature becoming a ‘a new means of expression’ for human consciousness, as well as to a ‘desire to immediately contemplate nature’.

Cassirer wrote brilliantly about how human beings create a world of symbols. Unlike other creatures which live on their instincts and sensory organs, we humans use symbolism to create a richer world and to live in it quite differently from other forms of life.

what began with Petrarch’s ascent, for Gebser, was the age of what he called ‘perspectival consciousness’, the perception and representation of the world from a unique human vantage point.

Jean Gebser’s “Ever-Present Origin” describes an evolution of consciousness from the archaic, to magical, to mythical and mental, and up to the present evolution of  an “integral” form.

I’m sure you can discover many other references to Petrarch’s ascent, but as I look out again at Ben Ledi, I’m able to imagine being at the top and to see Scotland from there. That profoundly influences my sense of who I am and my place in the world. I wonder what it’s like to live in a country without mountains?

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Mirror, mirror

 

In the A to Z of Becoming, R is for reflect.

What does it mean to reflect? I think reflecting has a number of elements. There’s a pace to it. When we reflect, we slow down. Instead of reacting, or “pressing on” with busy-ness, we temporarily stop, pause, take a breath. So taking a moment to reflect acts a natural break, creates that “necessary distance” the neuropsychologists talk about.

There’s an element of checking yourself out too isn’t there? The way we do when we look in a mirror. We see how we seem. We look at how others might see us. Or even without mirrors, but in conversation, or with the help of a journal, we can consider how we are living, what choices we are making, what habits we have acquired. We can think about our direction, our goals, hopes and fears. We can take a moment to reflect on how decisions we’ve taken are working out.

I think reflecting is something I do every day as a doctor too. In psychotherapy and counselling students are taught to reflect someone’s words back to them. This might even be called “mirroring” and when it’s done mechanically, or clumsily, it can feel a bit annoying (“What I hear you say is……..[insert clients own words here]”) but when it becomes a natural conversation, it lets the person reflect on the words they are using, the phrases they are repeating, and the beliefs which are underpinning their current state of mind or body.

When you can spend some time with someone who cares about you and will listen to you without judging you, you can gain some very fruitful insights as you reflect together.

So, here’s your verb for this week – reflect. Try it out and see what happens…….

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Booksellers lunch

 

When I was in the South of France recently, I visited the coastal town of Sète. Just before lunch time we found a booksellers market in one of the town’s squares. After browsing the bookstalls, we sat down at one of the tables outside a little restaurant and ordered what might be one of the most delicious salads I’ve ever tasted in my life. It came with a little bowl of gazpacho in the middle of the plate, and, honestly, I couldn’t recommend it more highly!

As we ate, I noticed that the booksellers were gathering some spare tables together in the middle of the square. They then ordered up lunch from the little restaurant and all sat together over the next hour or so chatting, sipping wine, and eating the tasty salads.

I mean, is this what they call “quality of life” or what?

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In my twelve monthly themes, May is the month of blossoms and new growth.

I wonder what is beginning to blossom in your life?

I wonder what new buds of opportunity are appearing, reaching for the sun?

I wonder what new direction your life will take this year?

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Do you ever wonder why we are here? Or are you someone who thinks there is no answer to that question because the Universe is totally random and meaningless?

When the Universe created human beings, it created consciousness, and with consciousness came some new abilities – a combination of the ability to wonder (to be amazed by, to be in awe of, to have that émerveillement du quotidien), the ability to enjoy (to experience a wide range of sensations and subjective experiences), and the ability to care for (to look after, and to nurture).

Walking in the garden at the hospital where I work today brought all of that home to me….

 

Clematis

Tulip and rain

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Seedling

 

I woke up up the morning with this phrase in my head “witnessing not measuring”, which was quickly followed by “witnessing not controlling”.

I’ve been wondering about that since.

That’s the essence of my work. I sit with people, engage with them, enable them to tell their stories and be heard without judgement which leads to understanding and recognition. Everything I do therapeutically is intended to support and stimulate the individual’s self-healing. I think this is something we often forget in health care – there really is only one way to heal, and that’s by the person’s own ability to self heal. Stop and think for a moment. If you have a cut, how does it heal up? If you break a bone how does it knit back together? If you have a viral infection how does your throat return to normal? Ultimately it’s done to your amazing capacity to self heal and self repair. Any therapy should assist that process if it is to be effective. It’s not ME who produces healing. It’s not my therapies which produce healing. It’s the patient’s own healing system which does the work.

And I can’t control that. Nobody can accurately predict the outcome of any particular treatment given to any particular individual on any particular day.

We like to pretend that by making measurements we can predict and so control. It’s an illusion.

I amazed every single working day by human beings and their amazing healing powers. Witnessing this is powerful. Understanding and caring come with the witnessing, and therapies are then tried within that context. It’s humbling.

Today I read in Gary Lachman’s excellent “Caretakers of the Cosmos”

Love, for Scheler, was the sine qua non of phenomenology, which in its essential form, is a way of allowing the world to be what it is, without interference by human concepts or aims. It is, in a sense, a way of listening to what the world has to say to us, from which follows the recognition that it has something to communicate, and is not simply a vast inanimate machine.

I think, by the way, there is a lot to be gained from witnessing yourself……whether through mindful meditation, reflective writing, or however you might do that for yourself.

Maybe that’s the third variation of the phrase I woke with – witnessing not judging.

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