A day of rest in my own body.
PMS day #3: I woke up dehydrated, feverish, with a splitting headache and a stomach ache. I'm not saying this to complain. I'm just naming the symptoms.
I opened the blinds, sat on a chair, and surrendered to my body's achiness. It shivered, it shook, it resisted, but I sat for a while before doing anything else. Then, I got up and made myself some tea with toast and sour cherries gem, a russian a favorite of mine, and savored that. I knew that I was going to eat differently today and I let that happen. I also knew that today was not going to look like an ordinary day for me because my body wanted something different. I watched a romantic comedy for the first time in months.
The achiness went away around five o'clock. I'm feeling like my old self, whatever that means.
The Practice
Afternoon meditation at home for 30 minutes - I tried the burmese position for the first time where both legs are folded in front of you, not on top of each other.
Light stretching after the meditation
Reflection
I had a semi-good sit if that makes any sense. The "semi" part being that I was able to sit in a new position for half an hour, but I was still in the adjustment mode. Counting breaths helped keep me somewhat grounded, but I was mostly focusing on straightening up. I did actually surrender to how ever I was sitting several times and the body just normalized to how it was comfortable without all my adjustments, but as soon as the mind came in and said, "that doesn't feel right," it stopped feeling right.
Interesting discovery: I found a buckwheat pillow (like the ones they use in meditation) in my room that I did not know I had and have no idea where it came from. It helped support my butt with this new position.
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