In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Zone.”

Getting lost in something….. bliss.

Thinking about that one activity to the exclusion of all other thought.
It happens for me in music – playing the violin, and physics – and meditation.
But weirdly in meditation the most concentrated moments happen when I’m not actually ‘thinking’ as such.

In writing this I’m thinking out lout – why is it bliss to be lost in something and not thinking about other things?

Two possibilities spring to mind

  • The other thoughts are unpleasant
  • The sensation of concentrating all my mind in one place is in itself pleasant

Both I suppose, unbroken threads of concentration are so satisfying, they don’t contain the constant background noise of self criticism or self congratulation.


I didn’t know it was about relationship


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Morton’s Fork.”

If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why?

My first reason for writing this blog was to ‘Shout into the silence’ and have an empty room to shout and scream and be angry at the world. But it turns out that the room isn’t empty. I kind of hoped it wouldn’t be, but wasn’t hadn’t really understood that people that read blogs return to them and comment on them… there is a relationship.

That has been the nicest thing – I didn’t know it was about relationship.