Posted August 11, 2016 I have been working on dropping resistance to reality. Today I practiced it in the form of self acceptance and worked through one of my most troubling issues: I had a negative thought pattern which consisted of me telling myself that my life was awful and that I felt more pain than happiness in life. Today I truly accepted this and dropped my resistance. Consequently, the pain didn't bother me anymore. The deep emotional pain was accepted with love and experienced for the raw sensation that it is rather than being wound up in thought stories. As this occurred, I felt this strange feeling of love wash over my body, and I started to cry. Whether my tears were of joy or suffering, I don't know and honestly don't care. They too were a sensation in the moment and a part of a greater perfection. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted August 11, 2016 @username Good job on clearing that up, man. I had a similar experience. Yesterday during meditation, my mind for whatever reason kept constantly drifting to memories and pictures of myself as a child. After a while, I began to cry and sob, and my mind was telling me to forgive and love myself. The crying was neither joy or pain: it was an emotional release of all of the harsh negative judgments I have had against myself since as long as I remember being alive. It was a liberating experience, to say the least. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted August 11, 2016 I've tried this with tasty food. If my inner feeling is to eat something "bad" I go ahead and do so. It feels amazing! I'm trying to be better at this and I still have my fitness goals. It's only bad when you say it is! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted August 11, 2016 7 hours ago, username said: Today I truly accepted this and dropped my resistance. Consequently, the pain didn't bother me anymore. The deep emotional pain was accepted with love and experienced for the raw sensation that it is rather than being wound up in thought stories. As this occurred, I felt this strange feeling of love wash over my body, and I started to cry. Whether my tears were of joy or suffering, I don't know and honestly don't care. They too were a sensation in the moment and a part of a greater perfection. Ayla, www.aylabyingrid.com Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
