Did the title bring you an earworm?
Then you might be in an age, that you know about meditation.
I not talk about LSD or yoga teachers, but I recently picked up meditation again.
I think my mind deserves 15 minutes each day for itself.
Good readers may have noticed, that I struggle with several things, and they did not get better.
It is not a cold, or a flue, I refuse to name it here, but many of us know what I mean.
It is not a cold, or a flue, I refuse to name it here, but many of us know what I mean.
I think everything happens for a reason. A few months ago, I had good chat, and we talked about methods, to make our minds feel more relaxed and positive.
So, I looked up at google, found too many "solutions" to heal, until one day, that I read something intresting.
Telling that not your brain is the master, but that I, myself, can (and should) control the brain.
I decide what the brain should think.
When my brain takes free play, I can tell my brain, to stop that.
When things get bad, I can observe, what the brain is doing. This way I also can see, what exactly is happening.
At that moment, I am no part of the madness, but I am the controller, and I can decide what my brain will do, in the next minutes.
When my brain takes free play, I can tell my brain, to stop that.
When things get bad, I can observe, what the brain is doing. This way I also can see, what exactly is happening.
At that moment, I am no part of the madness, but I am the controller, and I can decide what my brain will do, in the next minutes.
After a few days repeating, I start to see how it works.
The 10 minutes become a part of life, it is like drinking coffee, without coffee.
The moments of drifting away, not need to do anything, and especially no thinking (I can decide what my brain should do or not, remember?), give room in my brain.
I can use this space, to put my thoughts together. Less chaos, more space... see where it leads to?
When I open my eyes, look into our tiny room, seeing the chaos....
What I can do with my brain, I can do with the mess as well.
Because the only one, who decides how things go...
Is me.
The moments of drifting away, not need to do anything, and especially no thinking (I can decide what my brain should do or not, remember?), give room in my brain.
I can use this space, to put my thoughts together. Less chaos, more space... see where it leads to?
When I open my eyes, look into our tiny room, seeing the chaos....
What I can do with my brain, I can do with the mess as well.
Because the only one, who decides how things go...
Is me.
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