...but there are times I crave the comfort of hearing I am not alone.
I'm experiencing that the more I discover what I want from Life the less tolerant I've become. It's like the yoga teacher whom upon receiving the question, "Does yoga help you manage stress?" answered, "No, it's made me even more sensitive to stress!" So now that I've discovered that order creates calm, I get all agitated by messy surroundings. By becoming aware of how stress effects my body, I may have become better at listening to my own body's signals, but I am über-hypersensitive to stressful vibes that come from my husband. Since my body has become dependent on the endorphine rush that comes with exertion, I go into full-tilt abstinence if I don't work out regularly. By realizing how much I have, it's all too easy to start obsessing about how much I can lose.
If meditation is about learning to transcend one's senses, why is it so crucial for me to find peace in my surroundings? In sights, sounds, and even smells? The flavor of coffee and dark chocolate when I need a pick-me-up?
I've stopped counting the number of times this summer I've had to bring my frustration with me to my mat. Maybe it's part of the cleansing process? Or is it that after taking two steps forward, I've proceeded to take five steps back?
Seeing as I'm basically stuck, not only on my sticky mat but in my relationships as well, I've decided to sign up for an online course in improving my patience with Stilla Tankar.
I'm experiencing that the more I discover what I want from Life the less tolerant I've become. It's like the yoga teacher whom upon receiving the question, "Does yoga help you manage stress?" answered, "No, it's made me even more sensitive to stress!" So now that I've discovered that order creates calm, I get all agitated by messy surroundings. By becoming aware of how stress effects my body, I may have become better at listening to my own body's signals, but I am über-hypersensitive to stressful vibes that come from my husband. Since my body has become dependent on the endorphine rush that comes with exertion, I go into full-tilt abstinence if I don't work out regularly. By realizing how much I have, it's all too easy to start obsessing about how much I can lose.
If meditation is about learning to transcend one's senses, why is it so crucial for me to find peace in my surroundings? In sights, sounds, and even smells? The flavor of coffee and dark chocolate when I need a pick-me-up?
I've stopped counting the number of times this summer I've had to bring my frustration with me to my mat. Maybe it's part of the cleansing process? Or is it that after taking two steps forward, I've proceeded to take five steps back?
Seeing as I'm basically stuck, not only on my sticky mat but in my relationships as well, I've decided to sign up for an online course in improving my patience with Stilla Tankar.
