It’s so bright outside, but it’s only just after 5am. I went to sleep much later than usual last night; maybe I’ll just lay down and listen to a guided meditation, and if I fall asleep, I fall asleep. These were some of the early morning thoughts that followed the previous day spent mostly outdoors. What these thoughts lead to felt very strange, and I can’t ascribe specific meaning to what unfolded, but I do feel moved to share it. I also want to share about life in general with a new blog post; it’s been a while since the last one.
Valentine’s Day was the last occasion that left me inspired to write for anything other than the book I’m working on. It was a post about self-love, and this post feels like a nice continuation and progression from that point. The last three months have been spent really looking after myself. I decided to start working with a chiropractor and a therapist to provide care for my body and mind, while I do the same for others. I feel like I’m in a better place than I have been for years; physically, mentally and even spiritually.
I have made big progress on my book since the previous blog entry, although the scale of the writing project has become larger in that time too. What I’m writing now isn’t just the story of how I became ill, eventually got my health back, and used what I learnt to help others. It’s also a detailed breakdown of the philosophy that arose from the lived experience that I share in the first part of the book. I share the insights I’ve gained from master teachers, my own personal healing, intuition and research, then how to use it.
Now that I have a lot of clarity on the end point of my book, and most of the details and diagrams written, I’ve gone back to the beginning and started again. Whatever flows out in this draft will be the final version. I would love to share a release date but the truth is that’s still some way off. I’ve had to sit with a lot of frustration around the process, my desire to get the book out as soon as possible, and find acceptance that this will take all the time it needs to. Current life events will be key points toward the end of the story.
The space in life that I’m currently walking into makes for a beautiful ending to my story, in so far as it will be shared in the upcoming book. Causeway Living is emerging out of lockdown, with Dash & Splash returning on Sunday past. While writing, I’ve also been developing a brand new four-week program that may be the best thing I’ve done to date. A private, trial run of the program is set to finish this Saturday and I’m excited about opening things up to everyone else. Stay posted for an announcement in June.
While all the key elements of Causeway Academy are in place to launch soon, my Mourne Mountain adventures are a little way off as yet. Sadly, the venue that used to host the beginning and end of the workshops, closed during lockdown, so I’m on the lookout for a new space. I’ve been in touch with some places that look great, so if you’re really keen to to join me in the Mournes, fret not, the opportunity hopefully isn’t far away. My aim is to have dates announced for these workshops by end of the month too.
It hasn’t just been my professional life that’s benefited from recent help and ongoing inner-work. I’ve also seen benefits to my overall health and wellbeing. A long-standing wrist issue has almost entirely healed and I’ve been able to start doing the kind of training that brings joy to my heart. I feel a little lighter, a little stronger, and like a different person than the one who completed a sixty day juice fast at the end of 2020. A lot more to share on that subject, but you’ll have to wait for the upcoming book.
After many long months.. a handstand. Lots of work to straighten that baby up again.
While evidently I currently have a lot of good news to share, the past months haven’t been a fairytale. The growth I’ve experienced and plans that I’m bringing to fruition are the result of a lot of hard work that goes unseen. The face of Causeway Living is such a small part of what goes into it. I’ve chosen to make big sacrifices, and the process of developing a peaceful inner world means resolving a lot of inner conflict. I’ve pushed back plans to leave Ireland until later this year for professional and personal reasons.
It’s still my intention to experience life in a new part of the world once I’ve completed my book, but for now it feels right to be here and tie up some loose ends. I trust the process and feel looked after; life has never felt more magical, mystical and full of strange occurrences. Given my experiences in Peru, that’s saying something. Odd dreams, coincidences, and things coming into alignment in ways that I never could’ve contrived. Not only for me, but for others around me as well. And so we come back to this morning.
It’s not normal for me to wake up and feel like going back to sleep. Yesterday was a long and beautiful day spent outdoors, and finished with a one-to-one coaching session in the evening. The client went very deep, and as a facilitator, it’s my role to hold that depth with all of the spaciousness I’ve developed within myself. This takes a lot of energy, and one of the main reasons I only work with a small number of clients at any one time. The cumulative experiences of the day put me into a deep and heavy sleep.
I usually have a lot more energy upon waking, but I don’t often wake up as early as 5am in the morning. I decided to lay down and listen to a guided meditation, as opposed to sitting up in silent meditation as usual, staying open to the idea of falling back to sleep. I wasn’t as clear and focused as I normally am sitting , and found the guidance hard to follow, so when the wifi dropped and the audio went silent, I wasn’t too bothered. That’s when I must have drifted off to sleep, and into an extremely vivid dream.
I clearly remember running in a very unusual place: down a dual carriageway that I don’t believe I’ve ever ran, let alone walked before in my life. I would often cycle home on that side of the carriageway after visiting my Mum on the other side of town, but that’s the opposite direction to the one I was headed in the dream. I was running with a good friend who coincidentally is also called Scott, when I noticed the bud of a flower moving strangely by the pavement. It was bizarre, so I shouted to my friend to stop and look.
In the dream state, I looked from a first-person point of view, kneeling down, but as I looked at the flower, it was as if I zoomed in using a digital camera. The flower took up most of my field of vision, the bud was bobbing up and down, then unfolded beautifully in a matter of seconds into an extraordinary white flower. The instant it opened, I was transported back to my bed; the wifi must have kicked back in and I was straight into the meditation audio again. It felt entirely seamless; strange, but not at all startling.
I don’t really know what the dream means, if anything at all, but it felt good. The concept of time in dreams fascinates me, and it was unusual how this dream synced so perfectly with the time of my waking consciousness, and external events. It makes me happy that I don’t have to know. I feel more at peace than I ever have at witnessing life unfold, and I’m really excited to share my understanding of why, when the book is released later this year. Until then I’ll keep you updated with occasional blog posts. Thanks for the support.
Much love,
