It would be fair to say that I've become fairly obsessed with practices over the last decade. That is after all what 'Training Naked' means, to engage authentically in practices as to live a better life.

Autarkeia is a Greek word that means to be self-sufficient, having enough or having all your needs met.

At some point or another life will call on you to be brave, to stand up to tyranny, to defend the weak, to face the pain.

This week one of our dogs passed away, she was nearly 14 and was the first pet my wife I got just after we got married.

A friend of mine runs a fantastic Non Profit in Uganda, Uganda Shoes Trees. They also have a small coffee plantation in between miles and miles of tea plantations

Our humanity is fully realised when we share.

If you start your day well, it just makes sense to finish it well, one thing I do every day at the end of my day is a review.

"Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you." - Anne Lamott

Here is a practice, a regula, that helps me get my body and mind connected and in the right state.

Continuing the thread from yesterday,

What do you do first thing in the morning? The first thing that happens when you open your eyes?

Do you have a regula?

A regula is a rhythm of life, something that one finds in monasteries and the like, that describes the how of living and contains practices that allow for that 'how' to happen successfully.

The word company, which we  use to describe businesses, comes from the Latin

Woke up with this line from the film After Earth pulsing in my mind:

Re-membering, to rejoin things that have been pulled apart.

I had a social media tiff with someone on social media the other day (you know how fruitful those can be...)

Cast your bread on the water, an ancient saying probably referring the practice of sowing seeds in flooded rivers, then hoping that when the waters reside the seed will have taken root in the marshy fertile soil.

If you are like me, then this might help. I tend to have loooong arguments in my head AFTER I had a difficult meeting... "I should've said ..."

The stories my mind makes up is incredible in a terrible way, one little hook or one little comment and my mind races around in circles coming to the conclusion that all is worthless and we're just a day away from living on a trash heap.

Step by step, block by block, one small generous action on top of another, that is how you build something that lasts.