More on the Mundane: following Step 4
How lovely to hear how the practices are working for you, or not, and to hear your questions about how
they could work for you, if you were to do them.
Alas, I wish I carried words of comfort, alas alack and woe-a-day, for they cannot work for you at all:
it is you who must do the work. They are tools, not even power-tools: yours is the power to change using
those tools. You are like a sculptor given her first chisel, a painter his first brush. Your skill evolves
with a little practice and a lot of awareness and that needs practice too! Does it never end? It does not.
Its called swallowing the porcupine.
In growing and developing to be what you are, what you would like to be at the age you are now, you have
means of transformation and healing like no other..
But, if the new voice sings the old songs, why bother? If you hang on to the old conditions like an old
lover, you are still feeding the dog, yes?
The doing is in the undoing, but there is a high in hanging on that easily overcomes the low of letting
go, and these are the conditionings of the familiar. You know them. You think they hold you, or is it you
Tell me what you think, if any of this resonates with you
as surely it will if you have lived long enough ("...sometimes my eyes feel tired of having seen so much, and
my body for having lived so much, and my heart for having felt so very much, but my spirit soars ever as much")
A client, Gina, returned from a holiday with her beloved. She came in for her regular consultation, eyes
alight with delight at her time visiting her belovedís home in the sun.
"I remember a point in my life, not that long ago", she said, "when I could not imagine such a fulfilling new
relationship. My mind was always in the past, with someone I loved and who loved me, but I could not be with
him, although consumed with passion for him and he for me. After we split I waited for that same passion with
every new encounter as did George. And I would feel triumphant myself when he overcame the difficulties that
beset his life, the losing cards dealt him by an unkind fate."
It was at that point in her life that Gina had asked me what I thought. Well, Iíve never felt right
at sorting peopleís lives out, but she was a shiatsu client so I thought Iíd ask a few diagnostic kind of
questions in the hope of her finding her own answers.
'How long ago did you split?' (how long have you had the condition?)
'And how did you know he had had the same difficulties as you in forming new relationships?' (what brings on
"We kept in touch, we became friends, we met socially."
'Why?' asked I.
"To continue our friendship. Without the clutter, I suppose."
The friendship that shadowed each attempt at a new relationship?
"I know" she sighed "and it began to drive me mad eventually because I really wanted to be with someone
compatible, to settle and grow together. But we couldnít let go."
She started to get the picture and said, "Well, when I met David I thought that if I texted George to end
it finally we might both become free."
To me it seemed like someone who had had a really traumatic experience in life, or even a kind of deadly
but comfortable condition, and was hanging on to it because it was known and familiar, and the worst of the
known seems always preferable to the least of the unknown, does it not?
They were both "feeding the dog", and while SAYING thatís an end to it, letís get on with life, they were
both DOING the singing of the old song and therefore the old song still sang in their hearts, and it continued
singing to the new hearts they tried to connect with.
Who among us has never known that?
Both might have moved on in many ways but ways that didnít matter in the context of real, day-to-day personal,
heart-relationships, and yet it is those personal, heart-relationships that are our true real lives, the lives
we live every day and hour, not the lives we like to live at weekend workshops or in healing consultations -
who has not felt immediately better after a wonderful healing-treatment of any kind. And then gone on to
continue in real life living/working in the very same way that caused the condition in the first place?
It is the real life from which springs our present reality and our future our future generations even and
it is this real life which the practices can help us with. Everyone agrees the group energy generates a
dynamic in which the practices become easy. But its outside that magical bubble where we spend most of our
time, time in the mundane dimension. Thatís where to practice.
I ended the story with Gina by asking why she wanted to text George that it was really over.
"For clarity," she said. "Just so he knows."
'What, that it wasnít before?'
I could see the thoughts floating across the screen of her mind.
"I can see it now," she said. "I still want him to know about me. I still want to know about him."
Is there a happy ever after? Will there be? I donít know. If Ginaís story presses any buttons, youíll have
made up your own mind. Youíll know in your heart what you would do/have done or not done, and as long as youíre
OK to live with the outcome then everythingís perfect isnít it?
It need not have been a lover, it might have been an illness, a condition, something you carry. I once
read a book, ĎLove your Disease, itís keeping you happyí or some such title. How we cling to the familiar!
YOU CAN BE FREE. BE YOURSELF - keep your face to the sun and the shadows always fall behind you. Where
Aloha Mahalo, Mahalo Aloha
I love you, thank you, thank you, I love you - or, as someone once said "Of course I still love you,
darling, but the season's over and its time to move on."
p.s. Gina George and David are not their real names and if any Ginas, Georges or Davids reading this think
its about them, well, maybe it is but that's a coincidence...if you believe in coincidences