When we started The Well we weren’t sure that it’d work. Would anyone refer themselves to us? Would anyone trust us to care for them? And if they did, would we be able to meet the need? Doubt, the inner critic, insecurity, the nagging voice that tells you to stick to what you know, do the ‘easy thing’… We had it all. Setting up The Well signaled CHANGE – and change is SCARY
I'd expected them to have died off by now and so I thought that I'd inspect the hive, as I got further through the colony I saw eggs and brood. That basically means that a Queen is laying and that there is hope.
Life isn’t all roses; each of us suffers, we all encounter difficulty. We all have pain. Mindfulness does not eradicate these things. How could it? These qualities all contribute to the wide spectrum of human emotion. Frailty and vulnerability all part of the human condition. That wonderfully poignant story reimagined and retold through each of us. The beauty; the boring; the bleak.
Each night, as Manchester turns from the bright of the Sun, day-light is seamlessly replaced by the LED glare of streetlamps and the glow from a thousand windows of homes and cars as people go busily on living their lives around me. The tall towers of the city, not far from my bedroom window, are silhouetted in a greyish-yellow shroud that darkens steadily, but is never truly dark. And the stars…. I can count them. There are six, maybe seven, I see regularly from the window.