Arthur is a Doctor from Ireland and is trying to perfect the camping experience.
Temperature regulation in a tent is a delicate matter. Having historically undershot the mark by having too few layers, last night, with 2 sleeping bags, a jumper and a jacket, I woke unexpectedly hot. But I’m confident I’m honing in on the optimal bedding scenario. When this blessed balance arrives I shall be truly happy, forever.
In the teachings it’s been mentioned a few times so far – your desire for something acts as an obstacle to getting it. This seems very true for sleep – the more worried you are about getting some – the less you get. The irony! Camping exposes my attachment to sleep.
I volunteer as a Festival Doctor, which means I’ve had an insight into how the Festival is organised and the people who do it. I’ve been inspired by how they stay calm even when they are busy. That’s a trick. I’ve generally assumed work is inherently stressful and you’re not really meant to enjoy it – hence the name – work – like – ‘he’s hard work’. What a novel concept – enjoying what you do with most of your life.
After a healthy breakfast, I allow my mind to drift to pleasant thoughts of showering (especially as I’ve located a seldom used one with excellent spray action) and then will enjoy a meditation led by Gen Khyenrab, often peppered with characteristic realism . Alas my plans are thwarted by the call of duty. As the ambulance I called drives away, I realise it actually feels good to put others ahead of your desires – exchange self with Festival. Now I’m off to have that shower.
‘Give up your attachment to planning’, Gen-la Khyenrab said yesterday. I’m gonna get around to that after I sort a few things out…gotta meet someone…ring the hospital…get something from my tent…talk to people in between. Planning without attachment – that’s a new skill. I suppose it’s not that big a deal if things don’t go perfectly.
But then that’s the point of Festivals, the things you learn make it possible to let go and be happy whatever!