My New Year’s Resolution – other than blogging every day this year – is to meditate every day. I tried to do this last year, but unfortunately, I fell off the wagon.
At first, I thought I would be okay without it. And, my stubborn self, wanted to wait until the 2018 so I could try and get back on the every-day track with a fresh start.
And then I realized how much I needed it. Wednesday night, I had a nervous breakdown. An event that probably could have been prevented if I had been meditating. Meditation isn’t a cure-all like it seemed to be at first. However, it does provide me with somewhat of a buffer for the voice in my head. My guilt-track. Like a guilt-trip, only it’s nonstop chatter at the most inconvenient times. It makes me doubt myself and wonder if I’m good enough, etc. I wish I could take it out of my brain and kill it.
That’s not to say it’s completely bad. It comes back to bite me a lot – as in would have, could have, should have. That part isn’t necessarily fun either, but it does help me learn from my mistakes.
At least I hope it will. But that, my friends, is a whole other story.