Jessi Jones
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Round and Round Til it Falls Down
I am another someone who bursts with intense enthusiasm, and can get swept away in matching the energy of the chaotic do’s and have to’s of daily living. I have grown accustomed to over-extending that energy, either working harder than I have to, or giving to others without realizing my tank is empty. I realize that it comes from the conditioning that we are all unlearning as we find our ways existing in an internet driven capitalistic society, with various identities that come with more strenuous or more privileged socioeconomic stature. With a silly and forgiving awareness to this as I unlearn and balance, I am often looking forward to the time that I create more space for myself in my daily meditations of the mornings and evenings. This is where I initially thought to release those dense layers of hyperactive energy at my belly center that unconsciously sends me into that busy effort and resistance. I have such a frenzied mid-center, however, that sitting down for meditation brings up a lot of squirmy energy that I get stuck on. It made meditating quite invalidating for me, thinking that perhaps I am simply not the sprit that is meant for stillness. I almost caved in to identifying with that revved up energy as a part of me until I stumbled in to the most adorable pre-meditation practice to help blow some matcha powered steam out of my solar plexus.
By Jessi Jones3 years ago in Longevity