It’s been sometime that I have taken the time to do a meditation. I am so grateful I took the time to do so.
This morning I felt the familiar creep of the clock ticking, gotta go, gotta go, hurry hurry hurry! Lots to do, so much to do. My brain already buzzing a million miles a minuet. 600 steps ahead of what was actually happening. The mental energy going from zero to 10,000 just minuets after I opened my eyes. Frustrated that my body couldn’t operate as fast as my mind. Tired after a full nights rest. How I thought? I know how. That is how. My body and my mind both need rest. To sync those things in order to feel good. Not artificially good. Yes, taking my medication is necessary. Yes, coffee is helpful. But to accept where I’m at.
This mediation reminded me that I needed to slow down.
It was simple, this medication was to to remind oneself that breathe and breathing is the essence of life. I started to cry half way through. The tears were a mix of how grateful I am for where I am but they were also tears of release. An acknowledgement of how hard I have been working. The type of hard work that people don’t see. The private kind. How incredibly proud I am of myself. Today I am grateful for my strength, courage and commitment to my health, wellbeing and happiness.