Boulders
I liked what she said about boulders. I've recognized this before, that there are ways that I feel now about myself, my life, my world, that trouble me and that dictate my life. I feel like these have always been here with me. I can't remember when they didn't exist or if they ever didn't exist, and I feel they are a part of me. They obstruct my view, like a boulder in the center of the room. But I live with them, I build my life around them. I like to hear from someone else that I can move these boulders and see more clearly. I constructed them, and can deconstruct them.
I did not like that she told me to focus on my breath and then started talking. I can't do both!