I had an unplanned late evening last night and an already planned long day/evening today. It seemed like the most compassionate thing I could do was take it easy and use that time for sleep. The real practice on days like this is to do my best not to beat myself up for not staying 100% consistent.
I'm finding that as I get better at not lecturing myself about inconsistent days that the inconsistent days are smaller and smaller obstacles. It seems as though berating myself was (and still is) the majority of the obstacle of inconsistency. Getting past that part seems to automatically allow for a nice and gentle transition back into consistency without losing much, if any, momentum.
The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz is a beautiful book with a lot of commentary on the part of ourselves that kicks our own ass daily, repeatedly, and not always in ways we're aware of. He calls it the judge. And my own judge is damn loud. We have very intense battles and I just do my best to take away its weapons one at a time.
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