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Friday, 20 May 2016

MINDLESS MINDFULNESS

I was obliged to attend a ‘taster’ session on mindfulness. They told me the Americans had invented it, so, as the Americans have invented everything that is good, I thought I’d roll along.  It was held in the Royal Scots Club, in Abercromby Place.  I almost headed for the bar, but I forced myself to go into the lecture room. 
A woman called Corinna McCorkindale ran the session.  She was older than I’d imagined. She looked a bit like Woody Allen, but had none of his sharp New Yorkerish wit. She did, however, have an MA in Mindfulness from a top university, perhaps the University of Lilliput. 
There were twelve of us in all.  We sat opposite each other in two rows.  Ms McCorkindale said that was necessary.  We needed to observe one another’s reactions.  She said that the technique includes meditation and is an ‘experiential process’ that can be practised in the workplace.  She opined that the benefits included increased productivity and a reduction in stress levels. She pointed out that mindfulness is very much a de rigueur science, embraced by many top companies and organisations as a tool for employee development and well-being.  I would have preferred it if she had spoken in English rather than using clichéd business jargon.
 Ms M said that the goal is to create a ‘mindful nation’, as, presumably, opposed to a ‘mindless nation’ like the Dominican Republic or Venezuela.  She told us that mindfulness is based on an ancient eastern philosophy, duly secularised to fit with organisational goals and objectives, a sort of Buddhism that might be practised on ‘Dragon’s Den.’  The key watchwords are ‘calmness’ and ‘objectivity’.  It is a holistic model, proactive rather than reactive.  More simply put, it is a ‘look at life.’   It is heralded as a mechanism to ‘transform the art of living.’
Ms M said that there is evidence to suggest that your mental state can be altered by adopting the technique, and you can deliberately reduce stress levels as a consequence.  She said that mindfulness creates a feeling of ‘being present in the moment without preference or judgment,’ rather than being present in the past and leaning towards schizophrenia.   She said that the normal mind is chaotic, containing a jumble of conflicting thoughts, distractions and irrelevancies crowding into what Sherlock Homes described as ‘the lumber-room of the brain.’ She told us earnestly that mindfulness allows you to clear out all the detritus of thought and to concentrate on a single thought process, doing away with distractions and letting ‘things that just pop into our head’ just pass harmlessly by. You are completely aware but not distracted, and in a work situation, that must lead to fewer mistakes and greater productivity. 
As a demonstration, Ms M handed round a variety of fruit and sweets for the group to select.  She asked us to concentrate purely on the objects in our hand, to use our five senses to discover new things about such everyday objects. On close inspection, I was struck by the almost perfect pyramidal shape of a strawberry, and the equidistance of its seeds from each other.  Likewise, I found that a grape has a tougher skin than I had first imagined, and is coloured in various hues of red and purple where one would assume a more uniform colour.  Ms M said that this exercise demonstrated just how much we miss things because we take things for granted and our brains are constantly on auto-pilot. To me, it demonstrated that it is a spectacular waste of time to examine strawberries and grapes.
Ms M went on to state that mindfulness has other benefits, too.  ‘Mindful eating is the new diet,’ in which you consider very carefully what you’re cramming into your capacious mouth.  ‘Mindful driving’ is being aware of everything that is going on on the road without distractions, which is obviously safer, and also, may I say it, pretty obvious. 
The technique ensures that you concentrate purely on one thing at a time. You have to ‘train the brain’ to react in this way, and mindfulness is supposed to alter the neural pathways in that organ to enable a change in thinking, so you end up like Mr Data in ‘Star Trek: The Next Generation.’    
Ms M used an analogy to demonstrate the methodology.  You have to ‘train yourself to sit on the riverbank and not in the river.’  I wouldn’t have thought you needed much training to do that.  She said that you have to ‘step back and observe life in a detached manner, as if you are on the outside looking in’, like Jimmy Stewart in ‘It’s A Wonderful Life.’  You also have to ‘respond, rather than let life happen, and always be ‘alert and awake,’ rather than be fast asleep all the time, which presumably leads to more mistakes and lower productivity at work.
There followed a meditation exercise in which we concentrated on our breathing, becoming aware of the mechanics of deep breathing and the relaxation that this engenders.  This was helped by the sonorous tones of Ms M, who chanted her way through the twelve minutes of meditation. I was waiting for her to break into a chorus of ‘Hare Krishna, Hare, Hare Krishna,’ but she didn’t oblige. A couple of the members of the group actually fell asleep, but this is a common phenomenon with beginners, and tends to cease after a few sessions.  Meditation apparently ‘gives the brain a break,’ and settles the mind.  She told us that the brain cortex actually thickens during the process, and leads to you paying attention better, so, the next time somebody calls me thick, I'll tell them it’s my brain cortex expanding.  The idea is that there is then more space in the brain’s lumber-room to make more meaningful and useful decisions. 
She ended up by stating that that you can meditate whilst walking, travelling on a bus or train, gardening or even dining.  You can carry out this meditation exercise anywhere, at any time, so long as you prefix each activity with the adjective ‘mindful’.
At the end of the session, eleven of the group agreed to commit to ‘a week of mindfulness.’  I, on the other hand, took all of the strawberries, grapes and sweets, on my way out.