Becca Willson
Bio
I am a writer and mindfulness meditation teacher trying to forge a new path in life as I learn to love, grow and share all I know along the way!
Stories (20/0)
Taking my Zombie Mind on an Easter Egg Hunt
I live with my free mind, the one that is aware and free from adding judgment, and with my zombie mind, the one who wants to run from pain and fix everything all the time. This zombie mind of mine clings and resists. She is impatient and goal driven. She sees, though, that every time a goal is met it is replaced with another goal and with it more suffering until the goal is reached. This endless cycle of suffering has led me to the pursuit of healing my zombie mind. I want to help her let go and know the nirvana found in knowing this moment is enough. This action is good all by itself without any particular results.
By Becca Willson2 years ago in Humans
Healing my Zombie Self
Tara Brach, one of the teachers in my Mindfulness Meditation Teacher Certification Program, talks often about how we all fall into trance and forget the true nature of our being. Truly, I have lived in this trance for years at a time in the past and still struggle with falling into and out of these zombie states of mind. I believe there are some who never know anything but the trance this temporal existence provides us with. Or maybe it's not the temporal existence giving us anything but the interpretation of such an existence. We are taught that we are separate beings from the time we are very small children and into the rest of our lives.
By Becca Willson2 years ago in Humans
Meditation
Bella sat cross legged on her bed and smoothed out the velvety purple blanket before laying down the slips of paper one by one. They were her puzzle pieces; questions, worries, and some things she loved that just didn't seem to fit. She knew each one held so much value. They were jewels covered in mud; some wholly so and others just a bit. But each one held a piece of her. Put together they were her life, and, her life, she knew, was also another puzzle piece fitting together with all other lives to make the whole.
By Becca Willson2 years ago in Fiction
DBT and Me
I’m currently participating in a weekly DBT group and we’re on the subject of how to use the Wise Mind skill. As I understand it, the wise mind skill is about bringing together rational thinking with emotional thinking. It’s kind of a right brain meets left brain scenario.
By Becca Willson4 years ago in Psyche
DBT and Me
*Trigger warning—Talk of Suicidal Ideation I was sitting on the hardwood floor of my bedroom. I felt the room spinning. No, not the room. It was me, spiraling out of control into the blackness of my depression. It felt like mental quicksand, because the more I struggled against the despair the faster I was pulled under, until all I could feel was the overwhelming need to end my suffering.
By Becca Willson4 years ago in Psyche
Project I.C.U.
I hate bipolar. It’s awesome! Sometimes I wonder if I’m truly bipolar or if I’m just an extremely sensitive person. I lean towards believing the diagnoses since my bipolar meds seem to really help stabilize my moods. Either way having this mental abnormality can be both a blessing and a curse, because I experience the highest highs along with the lowest lows.
By Becca Willson5 years ago in Psyche
Suddenly Single (Pt. 3)
I guess it’s true what they say that things often have to get worse before they get better. That’s probably because we tend to make things worse before we’re ready to make them better. I know, for me, it’s easier to wallow in self-pity and just wish things were different and then blame others for my situation than it is to do the work needed to push on toward a brighter tomorrow.
By Becca Willson5 years ago in Psyche
I.C.U.
Her name is Nita. I’m not sure of the spelling but I saw her sign: “Stranded”. That’s all it said, and I felt compelled to sit next to her and ask her about it. She smiled obligingly and started to tell me about the circumstances that have left her stranded in Denver, Colorado and trying to get to Montana where land and life wait for her.
By Becca Willson5 years ago in Humans