Stubborn and Stubborner

Really, I am more gentle than this stream!
Really, I am more gentle than this stream!
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I saw this great quote which reminds me of my marriage:
“In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins – not by strength, but by perseverance.” H. Jackson Brown.

My husband is truly the most stuborn person I have ever met. He does not argue; rather the opposite. He just states his position and never gives. I have always said that he is like a boulder in the stream and we all part and go around him.

This quote put a big smile on my face. I AM THE STREAM!

Hubby, you are going down!

But wait, does this mean that I am even more stubborn that him?!

See Part 2: Stubborn or Persistent?

Competitive Meditation = Progress?

Hot Flash Yoga

Hot Flash Meditation!
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Because I have no self discipline, but can’t refuse a good bet, my sister and I have a bet going on who can meditate more. Here’s a look at my meditation progress.Watch Froning The Fittest Man In History (2015) Full Movie Online Streaming Online and Download

The first day, I had no luck. I couldn’t get comfortable. I kept thinking of things that needed to go on my to do list. I must have thought of 50 things I should be doing, but wasn’t because I was sitting with my eyes closed dripping sweat because of a particularly brutal hot flash. I kept thinking of things I was mad about. When I did think about my breath, I apparently didn’t do it right (breathe) and couldn’t seem to get enough air. I had to take big deep breaths just to keep from getting dizzy.

The second day was not much better. The breath I was supposed to focus on was not interesting. It was like a fight between me and well, me. Me: “I need to remember to deposit that check.”; Me in a Crabby Voice: “Pay attention to your breath!” Me: Are people who pray the Rosary really meditating? Crabby Me: Pay attention to your breath! And so it went.

The third day was the worst, I was actually twitching it was so difficult to refrain from grabbing pen and paper and at least making lists. I was completely stressed by the time my alarm went off releasing me from the torture of sitting still.

The fourth day, I was I was upset with a decision my husband had made. I tried a mantra: breathe in Peace, breathe out Anger. I kept getting it backwards: In with the Anger, out with Peace!

Despite all the Anger I accidentally sucked in, I later I felt calm enough to take some of my own advice and decided this was a situation where “fake it until I made it” applied. So I bought a couple of bottles of champagne to celebrate the news I was unhappy about. Amazingly acting as if I was happy for my husband actually did make me happy for him. Or was it the champagne? Either way, it worked and we are both happy now.

Not sure it all stemmed from the meditation, but let’s give it some credit!

Meditation. Buddha I am not!

Buddha Statue
Buddha I am not!

 
I have now meditated three days in a row. Not because I want to, nor because I have nothing to do. ONLY because I bet my sister that I would meditate more than her and not even because I need the money—just because I like to win!

Maybe it should be an Olympic event; perhaps a meditation contest would change the world!

Then again, maybe our next bet should have to do with improving my moral character.
 

ADHD Meditation

meditating happy faceMaybe I need to write a book called ADHD Meditation. I do think I am getting better at this, and I also think it is weird and a little frightening that I would need or want to practice NOT thinking, when so many of my mistakes already come from not thinking, or at least not thinking about what I should be thinking about: driving, for example—that light meant a 4 way stop didn’t it?!

At any rate, simply commanding myself to focus on my breath was not working. My sister (did I mention we have a bet going regarding who can meditate the most, with a 20 minute per day maximum?) said that she was using some breathing technique where you breathe in for 3 counts, hold for 7 and exhale for 8 counts. Or something like that. Me being filled with so many brains, found that mere counting was insufficient to retain my attention, so I decided to come up with words in place of the count. This is easier said than done. Only three things to bring in when I am lacking in so many! I finally settled on peace, love and purpose. I didn’t know what to do with the middle part, so I kept counting. For the exhale, I have so many negatives to get rid of, but the words were too long to actually use 8, so I limited myself to 4: fear, anger, regret and resentment.

While this helped some, my mind still wandered about, thinking of all I needed to do, all I wanted to do, why I keep staying up late etc. In order to focus it more, I had to add a visual. I tried for white light coming in and during the 7 count, the light pulsing throughout my head and entire body, pushing the grey bad qualities to, well, I guess my lungs, where I would then exhale them. Since I had to breathe in right away I found myself thinking that I was breathing those bad things right back in—so I had to add little sound effect (in my head) of the bad things sizzling and disappearing as a poof when they hit the white light I was about to breathe in!

A lot to think about in order not to think eh?

 

Meditation 2013

Not me, but I'm sure I would meditate if I had a beach in my backyard!
Not me, but I’m sure I would meditate if I had a beach in my backyard!

As a long time, but intermittent self helper, I have had it in the back of my mind that I should take up meditation. I am not sure why. I only personally know one person that admits to meditating regularly and while I can’t say where this person would be without meditating, I can say with certainty that his lifestyle is not one I would wish for.

I think it has more to do with all those self help books and articles I have read by people who seem to do very well with meditation. Although again, they might have done just as well without it, one can never know.

My desire may also have to do with always having too many balls in the air and feeling frazzled most of my adult life. The idea of 10 or 15 minutes of pure calm is appealing.

My sister has the same desire to learn to meditate. And the same lack of self discipline when it comes to creating new and improved personal habits. (she might not agree with me!) However we are both very competitive so, we have made this into a little contest. Whoever gets the most meditation minutes between now and Valentine’s day wins. Our families are getting together for 3 days and the loser has to do all the dishes all 3 days!

What would Deepak Chopra say?

NOTE: Past experience has shown us that a monetary bet won’t work for us as we are too considerate (or cheap?) to bet an amount that would truly motivate either of us. Dishes should do the trick!