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November 25, 2015

FULL CATASTROPHE LIVING — what am i going to do with my mind today?


As I work through Jon Kabat-Zinn’s book FULL CATASTROPHE LIVING — Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness, I’ll be taking notes and posting them regularly on this blog. This way, I’ll know where to look if ever I need to refresh my memory, and maybe some of you will find the notes interesting and/or inspiring.

For the sake of clarity, the notes/excerpts from Kabat-Zinn’s book will be written in black. I will also, at times, use bold letters to emphasize certain passages. As for my personal views, they’ll be written in whatever colour I choose on any given day. Hey… I need to feel creative. 😉

Here goes!

… from our point of view, as long as you are breathing, there is more right with you than wrong with you, no matter what is wrong. Over the next eight weeks, we are going to pour energy in the form of attention into what is right with you — much of which we never notice or take for granted, or don’t fully develop in ourselves 

In this spirit, mindfulness, and in particular the Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction (MBSR) program described in this book, is an invitation to become more familiar with the field of your own body, mind, heart, and life by paying attention in new, more systematic and more loving ways — and thereby discover important dimensions of your own life that you may not have noticed or that, for some reason, you have ignored until now.

we should pay at least as much attention to where our minds are as to what our bodies are doing — yet for most of us, the focus of our thoughts isn’t part of our daily planning… we ought to [also] ask, ‘What am I going to do with my mind today?’” — Harvard Business Review. Jan-Feb 2012:88.

What it means for each of us to be human, coupled with the Harvard researchers’ question, “What am I going to do with my mind today?” lie at the heart of mindfulness as a way of being. Only, for our purposes here, I would rephrase that question slightly, putting it in the present tense:

“How is it in my mind right now?”

We can also extend the question to ask:

“How is it in my heart right now?”


“How is it in my body right now?”

We don’t even have to ask using thought alone, for we are capable of feeling how it is in the mind, in the heart, in the body — right in this moment. This feeling, this apprehending, is another way of knowing for us, beyond merely thought-based knowing. We have a word for it in English: awareness. Making use of this innate capacity for knowing, we can investigate, inquire, and apprehend what is so for us in profoundly liberating ways.

As you will see, I define mindfulness operationally as the awareness that arises by paying attention on purpose, in the present moment, and non-judgmentally. Awareness is not the same as thinking. It is a complementary form of intelligence, a way of knowing that is at least as wonderful and as powerful, if not more so, than thinking.

Moreover, when we speak of mindfulness, it is important to keep in mind that we equally mean heartfulness. In fact, in Asian languages, the word for “mind” and the word for “heart” are usually the same. So if you are not hearing or feeling the word heartfulness when you encounter or use the word mindfulness, you are in all likelihood missing its essence. Mindfulness is not merely a concept or a good idea. It is a way of being. And its synonym, awareness, is a kind of knowing that is simply bigger than thought and gives us many more options for how we might choose to be in relationship to whatever arises in our minds and hearts, our bodies and our lives. It is a more-than-conceptual knowing. It is more akin to wisdom, and to the freedom a wisdom perspective provides.

For the record, I must say I’ve gotten pretty good at noticing when my mind wanders — especially when it wanders into negative territories! I usually notice it right away and quickly say, out loud when I’m at home, “Don’t go there!” Which automatically brings a smile to my face. It has helped me to quit ruminating and move on with my life!

Okay, that’s it for today. Now I’m off to do something else with my mind!

Happy Mudd

November 24, 2015


I bought Jon Kabat-Zinn’s book FULL CATASTROPHE LIVING — Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress, Pain, and Illness last April.

Because 2015 is my Year of Healing.

As per my usual modus operandi when I start a new project, I dove into the book, doggedly determined to read all 650 pages and go through the 8-week mindfulness-based stress reduction program in order to cure what 65 years of stress have done to my body, mind, and soul.

And as per my usual modus operandi once the initial excitement wore off, I quit – – – though not without having already created new habits: morning meditation and mindful eating. YAY ME!

Today, I’m back on track.
Not doggedly.

Mindfully aware that what I learned in April has already made a huge difference in my life. So now, I’m ready for more — let’s see how far I’ll go this time.

Here’s Jon Kabat-Zinn talking about mindfulness. (5:17)

August 7, 2013

Happy Jack Kerouac

A short but oh so very happy excerpt from The Dharma Bums — sure hope I get to meet and hang out with Jack Kerouac once I’m on “the other side.”

Jack Kerouac

“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that’s the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are redhot and you can’t hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that’s all. I let the food cool a little to enjoy more wine and my thoughts. I sat crosslegged in the sand and contemplated my life. Well, there, and what difference did it make?”

— Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

April 1, 2013

Easter at La Roulotte in St-Jovite

Posted in books, happiness

T’was a very quiet Easter, yesterday. My son Vincent had to work at the Mont-Tremblant Ski Resort so we didn’t get to go down to the city for the family festivities. Ever since I moved up north, I’ve missed quite a few holidays; I must say, it’s starting to weigh on this little ol’ heart of mine. But hey, that’s life, and it’ll soon be taking another turn — stay tuned.

Determined to resurrect my happy mood,  I took my solitude for a walk to downtown St-Jovite. After stopping at Jean Coutu to buy a pair of mini Cadbury eggs — to sweeten up my evening —, I decided to treat myself to a fast food feast at La Roulotte which reopened its doors on March 1st, a sure sign that spring has arrived. Yay!

La Roulotte, St-Jovite (Mont-Tremblant) photo MUDD LAVOIE

The owner, who preferred not to be photographed (too bad, because he’s a damn good-looking man), told me — after I mentioned his fries were the best fries in the whole wide world — that this resulted from 35 years of making French fries… no less. His journey started in Senneterre, Abitibi, where his first restaurant is still in business, and for the past 10 years, he has spent his energy here in St-Jovite, perfecting his very own recipe for barbecue sauce = absolutely delicious!

fries and sauce and Coke at La Roulotte / photo MUDD LAVOIE

Even though it was a balmy 10 degrees Celsius outside (50F), I chose to eat inside at a table right by the windows. The sun was kind as can be: breaking through the clouds just for me, it kept me company all through the meal. I stretched the moment as much as I could, reading two chapters of The Guru Looked Good, a memoir written by Marta Szabo, a Facebook friend of mine. The Imposters, Marta’s second memoir, is due out in paperback and e-book on April 8.

Having soothed my craving for fries and sauce, I headed back home, another 3.5 kilometre walk during which I merrily burped my Coke into the pure mountain air.

LA ROULOTTE St-Jovite Mont-Tremblant Québec Canada photo MUDD LAVOIE

I leave you with this photo taken last summer
La Roulotte in all its coloured splendour!

Address: 795, de St-Jovite Street, Mont-Tremblant, Québec
(parking at the back, picnic tables, mini putt)

flowers / drawing MUDD LAVOIE