I think it did probably have a lot to do with stress. Most people think that stress is caused by having too many things to do but it can even be caused by not having enough to do or by the gap between how your life is and how you want it to be. I'm constantly walking around with my jaw clenched so its not surprising that my body said 'enough!' So this morning I tried to meditate...
I've never been into meditation because it is of my understanding that you are supposed to be able to clear your mind of everything. This seems an impossible task as my mind is constantly racing even when I'm asleep. However, for the good of my mental health, I decided to give it a shot.
I decided to do it outside because I wanted to be at one with nature and there were no kids there. Unfortunately the first thing I had to do was go back inside and get a blanket because there wasn't one dry spot to sit. So then I sat on my blanket, crossed my legs, closed my eyes and began thinking peaceful thoughts. Or tried to. 'Where did I put the keys when I got home? I have to remember to ring those rip off merchants at the bank. Mr 16 better be at school. What is that smell? I don't think I have anything for dinner tonight. Did that bastard next door just hit my fence with his whipper snipper?????' Then I thought that maybe this was what all that ohmming was supposed to be about. Maybe it helped to drown out the racing thoughts. So I started ohmming my little heart out. Ohmmm ohmmm ohmmm, its raining! And the wet grass has seeped through the blanket and my butt is wet. So much for peaceful meditation.
So I came inside, lay on my bed and decided to try a relaxation technique that I read about in a time management book a few years ago. You're supposed to take deep breaths and imagine blue air going into your mouth and down into your belly. I imagine pink because its my favourite colour. I think blue is supposed to calm you but my mind does what it wants. Anyway, then when you're feeling calm you're supposed to imagine getting into an elevator and pushing the button to go down. You count backwards from 10 and when you get to 1 the door opens to your happy place. You're supposed to take care of your problems while you're there, get back into the elevator, count back up and open your eyes when the door opens. However I tend to linger in my happy place. When my elevator doors open, I am in my dream house (that I will build one day!). The floor to ceiling windows are open (don't ask me how, they just are) and a beautiful breeze is blowing the white sheer curtains in a sexy music video clip kind of way. Its 21 degrees (celcius for you American readers, I am not freezing in my happy place :) The room is empty except for a black recliner in the middle of the room and Kiefer Sutherland is sitting in it. Hmmmmm! Now that beats meditating in soggy grass anyday...
Where is your imaginary happy place?
Reasons I Love Bloggers
They cheer you up when you're feeling down
You know you're never alone because no matter what crazy thing is happening to you, its happened to at least one other blogger
I get to find out about products, movies, websites etc that I may never have known about had I not clicked on a link from their blog
They make me laugh (and cry!)
I get to see how other people live
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Reasons I Hate Bloggers
They are always showing yummy food and recipes that are just too tempting for someone who is supposed to be shedding a few kilo's
They make me feel guilty by jamming so much into their days when I can hardly muster the motivation to get out of bed some days
Idiot Of The Day
The idiot of the day award goes to the woman in the grey Pajero with the dyed blonde hair who not only thought that it was a great idea to double park out the front of the school but also thought it would be just super to let her kids get out of the car on the road side. Its not a good idea to let your kids get out on the road side as it is but to do it while you're already covering half the road is just downright dangerous so congratulations....you're a bloody idiot!