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Day One Hundred and Fifty:  Lost in the Waves

I intended to write this yesterday but I watched a movie with my sister instead and snuggled into bed.  I needed a little break from constantly being on the computer, constantly being surrounded by technology and people and communication.  I have been craving some alone time, just to sort of reconnect with me and what I want.  I feel like not a lot of people take enough time to really understand what’s going on with their body, their mind, etc.  It’s more important than video games or Netflix or working out, because if I don’t understand what’s going on  then I can’t get better.

So I’m writing today about understanding in general.   I crave knowing, if that makes sense, just to be in the know and to know what’s going on around me.  It bothers me when I feel a certain way and don’t know why.  Maybe that’s why I’m obsessed with learning techniques about calming down and meditation, and yoga. As my past yoga instructor’s say yoga is controlling the fluctatuions of the mind.  In order to stop thinking completely I do yoga.  It’s my narcotic of sorts.

I always return to the image of waves for explaining my meditation and the need to understand because things like water, waterfalls, waves, fascinate me, and I’d prefer to sit beside an ocean quietly listening and being immersed in the quality of sound and comfort around those places than being in a pool, or a rain storm, or any other interaction with water.  It’s so calming, and when I meditate I think of waterfalls.  It’s so…cosy.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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