I've been seeing my acupuncturist for a couple of months now. I originally went just for general wellness hoping she would guide me a little. As I hoped she was able to identify a few things we could address. Of all things, she's treating me for stress. Ha. If I am nothing else, I am one big stress ball. I run on high octane and generally don't sit down and relax during my day. One thing she told me to do is meditate more. Work on relaxing. Try to be less worked up.
This last week has been a rough one. But I'm still trying to listen to my acupuncturist and meditate more. I take yoga at my gym and my instructor started offering extended meditation after class. Just 15 minutes, so I figured it was perfect. Quick and easy.
Day 1, the extra meditation topic was death. Sweet. Rough week and all... not my favorite topic. There I am sitting on my mat in meditation as she is discussing death.
1. We are all going to die.
2. We don't know when we'll die.
3. Invest your efforts in things that are important.
I can understand her point, live life for today and spend your energy doing what matters. It was just poor timing for me. I tried to relax but of course, the tears flowed.
Perhaps it's what I needed, some form of release. But it was unexpected. And a little too public for tears if you ask me. But then again, perhaps the release I felt was a sign that the meditation I was supposed to be doing was so important. It just seemed ironic.
