The Colours of Oz

When I was a kid I was on the run from the world. The world of school, home, people, everybody was trying to fit me into a box and I just would not go, could not. I was as an alien in a world gone mad. Nobody was simply enjoying their life and it touched me to the core.

I found peace from this world in the parks of Dublin, the beaches, the old railway line. Anywhere there were no people, no world. Nature. I found peace of mind in nature.

I didn’t really know what I was doing, I just knew I had to. And I loved being in nature. I was free of the world in nature. I was care – free, almost. :)

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But the world catches up with kids who run from it and I was no exception. It caught up with me at an early age with a mighty bang, which I won’t go into here, and left me relentlessly searching for that lost peace of mind. It took me many years but I eventually realised what went wrong

I had stopped enjoying my life, which was inevitable, and started believing in the world of conflict and unhappiness. It was as simple as that. So I had to get back to my nature. Only this time I knew what I was doing.

I learned a comprehensive form of meditation that included the practise of attending to the simple sense of nature, amongst other things. And I had what I was looking for. The means to return to that lost peace of mind, knowing what I was doing this time, that’s the key.

Mark

Mark Berkery