Conor Creighton
I'm Addicted to Silent Meditation and I've Never Felt Better
Vipassana retreats offer ten days of meditation with no talking, reading, cell phones, or jerking off. I recently went on my fifth.
Dublin Is a City So Bad It Makes You Feel Good
In defence – kind of – of my hometown, which was recently voted one of the worst cities in the world to move to.
My Quest to Find Out Why I Can't Cry
I've gone through breakups, friends' funerals, and family illnesses without shedding a single tear. It's made me wonder if something is wrong with me.
Can Meditation Cure Erectile Dysfunction?
One of the side effects on the path to boundless perception is, for many, boundless boners.
Breaking Up Doesn't Have to Be So Brutal
The world would be a much better place if everyone was a little nicer when they broke up with one another.
Min kæreste var voldelig og undertrykkende – sådan fandt jeg styrken til at slå op med hende
Sara tæskede mig, stjal fra mig og kaldte mig de grimmeste ting. Alligevel kunne jeg ikke gøre det forbi med hende. Indtil jeg mødte en enorm bøsse ved navn Angelo.
Jeg tog på psykedelisk træningslejr og trippede i ni dage
I Sydafrika kan man med hjælp fra en shaman, tre forskellige kraftige psykedeliske stoffer og intens faste transformere sig selv som menneske.
Jeg trippede kun ved hjælp af min vejrtrækning
Jeg mødte en mystisk schweizer i Indien, der lærte mig at trippe, som var jeg på en mild form for LSD - kun ved at styre mit åndedræt.
I Tried to Trip Using Only My Breath
Breathwork was born out of LSD research in the 1960s, and suggests that by hyperventilating, you can experience the same feeling as an acid trip.
I Went Hungover Big Wave Surfing in Ireland During Storm Frank
Charging toward a cliff face with a belly full of stale alcohol is not the most relaxing way to spend a day.
I Spent a Week in the Home of India's Most Famous Living Guru
To her followers, Amma is at least a saint and at best a reincarnation of god.
How I Found the Strength to End My Relationship with an Abusive Girlfriend
It involved talking to a cushion and beating the shit out of an ironing board in a sweaty basement with a chubby guy in his underpants.