TAKE YOUR HEAD FOR A WALK
A deafening tempest has raged in my head since I first clambered onto the middle-class treadmill 25 years ago to officially start earning my own living. From that day on, all of yesterday’s and tomorrow’s questions, fears, joys, ideas, perceptions, memories, daydreams, to-do lists, emotions, opinions, challenges and stumbling blocks have flown up, screaming, to shatter themselves in my top storey.
Over the years I have tried repeatedly to live ‘in the moment’ and ‘in the now’, seeking to quieten the noisiness in a number of ways including two meditation courses, a meditation app, mountains of books and some herbal sedatives. But sitting, eyes closed and cross-legged, on a cushion in a silent room has simply never worked for me – my thoughts are too busy, and there is always a phone ringing somewhere, a lorry delivering crates of cool drinks to the cafe over the road, my calves and ankles and lower back grumbling from the pain after just 10 minutes, or the smell of cooking fat from the neighbour deep-frying vetkoek yet again. I am arguably the world’s worst meditator, but I had made peace with this fact.
And then in February last year I received an email from the transformation, labyrinth, meditation and yoga facilitator Terry De Vries, owner of Kamala Retreat
