A mala, muesli and a broom (Part duh)
Oh yes, the muesli … I always find mealtimes at Gaia House a fascinating study. All of life is here … The peeling of knees and bums off the meditation cushions. The first day, it’s quite genteel: people have just arrived; they’re keen; many stay on for a few minutes after the end of the session, to enjoy the new silence, after the crashing around of family and work, and the ‘on alert’ journeys they’ve had getting here. After that, it becomes a question of peeling yourself off