As I lay in bed this morning, I thought about getting up to do a meditation. I tried a couple on, brushing my mind over them lightly. "Ah! This week is 'self-love meditation'! Hmmmm.... self-love... Do I have 'self-love'?"
I tried saying, "May you be safe...."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I thought. "What are all these words worth? They're just words. Why should I believe them? If I say 'May you be safe,' but do nothing, aren't I just a hypocrite? What is 'loving' about saying the words?"
Then I had to respond. I had to think about what I really thought it meant to "love myself."
Well, I haven't been getting enough exercise lately. And I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. So I congratulated myself on sleeping late and asked myself to consider what it was that I needed to do to get some exercise and get back in good graces with myself. Then I went to work at the list.
I got to swim for 10 minutes this morning. Since I've only swum about once before since last September, that was OK, though I would have loved to swim longer.
As I got out of the pool, I realized that if I would just learn to stop in mid pleasure when I was eating cheese cake or oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, I'd be in good shape.
I haven't gotten around to meditating yet today, but I think I really don't much care for the "self-love" one. It's a good diagnostic, but not my cup of tea as a remedy.
I tried saying, "May you be safe...."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I thought. "What are all these words worth? They're just words. Why should I believe them? If I say 'May you be safe,' but do nothing, aren't I just a hypocrite? What is 'loving' about saying the words?"
Then I had to respond. I had to think about what I really thought it meant to "love myself."
Well, I haven't been getting enough exercise lately. And I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. So I congratulated myself on sleeping late and asked myself to consider what it was that I needed to do to get some exercise and get back in good graces with myself. Then I went to work at the list.
I got to swim for 10 minutes this morning. Since I've only swum about once before since last September, that was OK, though I would have loved to swim longer.
As I got out of the pool, I realized that if I would just learn to stop in mid pleasure when I was eating cheese cake or oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, I'd be in good shape.
I haven't gotten around to meditating yet today, but I think I really don't much care for the "self-love" one. It's a good diagnostic, but not my cup of tea as a remedy.
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