Dat las ik In Trouw. Ik heb het hele verhaal nog niet gelezen, maar ik was door het citaat geīntrigeerd. De opmerking snap ik, en ik ben blij dat ik zó niet ben. Hoewel. bijna niet. Dat betekent dat de geplande keuken ook maar even moet wachten. Maar wat betekent die term nog meer? Neo-Liberalisme […]
I’ve just meditated. I’ve done the mountain meditation. It is very powerful.
A mountain has a profound basis
It has a top reaching the sky. It is very solid. And it already was like this for many years. Try to imagine it. It is beautiful, it is always the same, except for, for example, snow in winter, colors of the falling leafs in fall, sunnny summer and flowers in spring. The mountain stays the same. Sometimes it is covered with snow, surrounded by rain or storms. At daytime it is lyings in the sunlight, in the night it is surrounded by the moon. The mountain is always there, in all seasons all the time.
There are things equal between me and the mountain
Like the mountain, I have light and dark moments. I have good and bad times. I can imagine to be as solid as a mountain with my head reaching the top, the sky, like a mountain. The sky is as a huge pillow that protects me.
I used to climb. I loved to do it. Now, being ill, I can’t climb anymore, for years. But I think that also if you wouldn’t like climbing, imagining a mountain, even imagining being a mountain must be possible for you. I like imagining to be a mountain. It helps me to feel as solid as a mountain, for better and for worse. Try to do and enjoy it!
My husband had an annoying meeting a few days ago. He came back home frustrated. All the participants of the meeting were ‘very’ busy. It was an evening meeting and some of the participants complained that they didn’t even have dinner before the meeting.
I heard about the frustrations of B. and I had to laugh.
You know why? [Lees meer…]
Before the diagnosis MS for me I already did the course to be a mindfulness-trainer. Why I did it? I decided that mindfulness helped me and that I wanted to help other people with it. Now I sometimes think that it took so long before my illness became visible to me because of mindfulness. Beware: it’s only a thought! And I also don’t know if I should have known it earlier. If it only helped me. I read a blog written by Melanie Greenberg. Perhaps that could help me: read this
How mindfulness could help me
Many research shows that mindfulness can have a positive outcome on the brain. I do not know what that could mean to me with MS. But I think mindfulness, attention to the here and now, helps me to control my body and brain as far as possible. I hope it will stay this way!
When I was in my twenties and thirties lots of my friends and other people around me waited. They waited to skip the awful job they had. They waited to marry or to have children. They waited until they would be happy.
And then I started to get depressed. I mourned about being the ongoing talent that wouldn’t get as successful as I belonged to be.
And now I’m in my forties. I have MS. It hurts. I withdraws me doing everything I want to do or should do. And I am HAPPY