I’ve been on hiatus from the digital world in recent months.
I truly needed the time out. Remember those cartoons where they put toothpicks in their eyeballs to keep them awake.
Yep. That was me not so long ago. Doing too much for a long period of time. It was taking its toll. I was exhausted with a capital E.
Trouble is… I find it hard to stop. I don’t know about you. But there’s just so many things I want to do in any given day.
How many people have you encountered that suffer from a state of unhappiness? That includes you by the way.
I’ve noticed an increase in individuals suffering from anxiety, stress and depression. There is no exclusive stereotype – it could happen to anyone of any age or background. Coupled with this, people are more unhappy in their workplaces than ever before, with rates of psychological stress and trauma skyrocketing.
Why are we more unhappy than ever before? Why are so many people living stressed and unfulfilled lives?
Any wonder our sex lives are suffering. That is the last thing on our minds when feeling unhappy.
OK…so I meditated recently and pondered why do we care what others think of us?
I’m talking about the kind of care that really means stifling your spirit, or rather the living of your life to satisfy others.
Now that’s not what I call living your life for you.
I’m glad you asked…
It may come as a rather obvious revelation… but just in case you didn’t realise… your mind does not control you.
You are the boss of your own mind.
Do you believe me?
The secret is to achieve it through a state of mindfulness.
I guess you could say I love the moon. The full moon in particular.
For me it’s always been a special time in the night sky. I’ve always been stopped in my tracks when I stop to really gaze and absorb the majestic way the full moon covers everything in magical silvery light.
I get goosebumps just thinking about it. I want to bathe in moonlight. I feel so incredibly drawn to stop and ponder its beauty.
Recently I had a very busy week, like flat out, non stop, no sitting down kind of week. No free time to just stop and be still. It sucked.
Running on empty never does anyone any good. Eventually it culminated in all the rushing and hectic pace actually coming to a momentary end one afternoon. So I had free time. Wow. A new concept right. And I have to say I was at a loss as to what to do next, or rather where to start.
It was as though the momentum of being so busy was still humming away inside me, not letting me just sit down with a cup of tea and enjoy the fact I had a few hours to myself to do NOTHING. A luxury most of the time.