I’ve started meditating again. Been doing it for about a week and I’m already feeling the benefits. I will admit there’s some muscle-memory involved as I have done quite a bit historically.
The main point is it sets me up for the day. It’s a moment for me – a period to breathe and sit and let everything wash over me.
I do it to a ten minute music clip (with a kind of house beat). I like the melody and the imagery is of a car journey through a gorgeous snow-clad landscape (going backwards!). The lyrics too are pertinent as the song is called “I Remember”, with my favourite words “you don’t have to give up to let go.”
We know what’s good for us. We don’t need a study or a recommendation, you’re able to feel it for yourself. Funnily enough, having done it for ages, the reason I stopped is because I actually thought it was doing me harm – I started developing a strange tingling sensation in my legs that unnerved me but I now realise this was my near-total inability to, well, fucking relax!
I wouldn’t allow myself to relax.
I wouldn’t give myself a break.
I wanted to hold on to the drama!!! (hence why the favourite lyric has seriously struck me)…
Letting go is not failure, it’s allowing yourself to be free.
Free from trying to change what you can’t.
Free from trying to convince others.
Free to get on with what is intrinsic and joyful to you. What matters.
In big and small ways (mostly small to be honest), I’m getting things done.
Freeing myself (yes, slowly) from perfectionism.
Understanding taking steady steps is far better than wanting to get everything done all at once.
Accepting that I can’t change most stuff.
These are the things we need to remember.