The future won’t save you
I’ve been working really hard lately on my personal business, holding onto the idea that I’ll be able to better my life situation by making more money, moving into a bigger place, upgrading my wardrobe,…
Tag: mindfulness
Working with Suppressed Emotions
When we suppress our emotions, we don’t just push down our negative emotions but also our positive ones. Suppressing our emotions limits our ability to express ourselves fully in life, robbing us of joy, love…
It’s About The Journey
Are you always in a rush to get there? We can spend so much of our time wishing we were somewhere else that we forget to enjoy our lives, and that’s where joy is to…
Are you hiding behind your striving?
Are our attempts at self-improvement really ways to mask our own feelings of inadequacy? This question been on my mind since seeing this video on disliking yourself. Now it’s not apparent to me that I…
Microdosing: Day 29
Embrace the fear. Lean into yourself. Experience what you’re hiding from and open yourself to the experience that you’re having right now. As I continue to lean into feeling myself in the present moment, I…
Microdosing: Day 28
When anxiety is lessened, decisions come faster. This is what I took from today, jogging through my neighborhood. I noticed that I was less distracted by all the people and cars I passed. I felt…
Microdosing: Day 26
Day 26. This blog is turning more into a daily journal than an exploration of microdosing but it’s so hard to tell if the mushrooms are having an effect. Sometimes I think I’m a unique…
Microdosing: Day 25
Day 25 marks 3 days without a pill. I can’t say I notice a difference. I’ll take one again tomorrow. Maybe it’s true that there isn’t a magic pill. The truth is, life will challenge…
Microdosing: Day 24
I was very conscientious in watching my thoughts today, noticing any negative thoughts and forcing myself to shift them into something positive. I tried identifying the thought and choosing a new thought, a more helpful…
Microdosing: Day 18
Today was the first day where I felt the familiar feeling of despair come back to greet me. It could have been that second pot of coffee in the afternoon or that I seemed to…