I love when I catch myself in moments of irony. I was sitting at my desk on the phone playing in a sand and stone Zen garden my mom gave me. I was poking, stabbing, bashing, and crunching the sand. The complete opposite of its intended purpose. I caught myself and laughed. How often do I do this? This is why mindfulness is so important, the awareness of not only what one is thinking, but also what one is doing. When I became aware of my thoughts and feelings going through my hands and into that sand box as harshness, I realized the stress and negativity of those thoughts. Then I began to rake :) I just had a little sand tray therapy session with myself lol.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 22:51:01 +0000
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