I had my first acupuncture session today. My acupuncturist told me that my pain is related to stress or anger. I knew that it's definitely not anger because I'm basically just chill and I think I've gotten too old to get mad. By elimination, the culprit must be stress.
So, I began scolding myself. "How can you be stressed when you just work for 4 days? And no! you don't work! You just play with kids!...You don't have the right! You meditate at dawn and dusk and every chance you can get in between...You've simplified your life to a hilt, there's really nothing to be worried about."
On and on it went until I understood what caused the stress- the negative self-talk. True, I've stopped complaining about other people (80-90% of the time) but at times, I can still be hard on myself. I would berate myself for missed targets and failed attempts.
Feeling guilty doesn't works so says Sr. Denise. I think it works like a superglue, cementing the feet of my intellect (the part of me which makes decision) on the ground that's why I feel stuck. Complaining about anything, even about myself takes my happiness away. It's like a dark cloud covering my sun, a rain on my parade.
Sorry self. Sometimes, I act like an uncompromising grown-up who blows up when circumstances don't go her way. Well, things happen. It's ok. Just look at the bright side and keep on moving forward!
So, I began scolding myself. "How can you be stressed when you just work for 4 days? And no! you don't work! You just play with kids!...You don't have the right! You meditate at dawn and dusk and every chance you can get in between...You've simplified your life to a hilt, there's really nothing to be worried about."
On and on it went until I understood what caused the stress- the negative self-talk. True, I've stopped complaining about other people (80-90% of the time) but at times, I can still be hard on myself. I would berate myself for missed targets and failed attempts.
Feeling guilty doesn't works so says Sr. Denise. I think it works like a superglue, cementing the feet of my intellect (the part of me which makes decision) on the ground that's why I feel stuck. Complaining about anything, even about myself takes my happiness away. It's like a dark cloud covering my sun, a rain on my parade.
Sorry self. Sometimes, I act like an uncompromising grown-up who blows up when circumstances don't go her way. Well, things happen. It's ok. Just look at the bright side and keep on moving forward!
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