The word confession carries considerable weight. For many, it evokes images of dark booths, whispered sins, and the heavy burden of judgment. It has long been associated with guilt, penance, and the hope of absolution, something endured rather than embraced.

Yet confession can be something entirely different. It need not be a ritual of humiliation or an expression of shame. At its best, confession is an act of bravery, more about honesty than guilt. And as the Buddha reminded us, “Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”

Eliud Kipchoge, an elite Kenyan marathon runner, has eloquently compared discipline to the process of building muscle, emphasising its centrality to personal growth. His words reflect not only the determination required in sports but also resonate with deeper philosophical practices, such as meditation and generosity. This blog explores the connection between these seemingly disparate concepts.