Progress
- fat.angry.buddhist
- Nov 18, 2018
- 2 min read

It's important to remember to celebrate the smallest of achievements. Connecting with breath to bring back the present moment helps. So far, I'm down 5 pounds. 95 more to go. Mindfulness (especially when eating), increasing protein and drinking more water were the first changes. I also completed 3 formal yoga sessions (and informally practiced the moves in the car while stuck in traffic or as I commuted to and from work). I chose another yoga workout for this coming week and hope I can find the motivation to practice at least 4 times. I also plan to increase the amount of veg and fruit I eat this week. Small steps have worked for week one. I can only hope this continues. It has been an emotional and busy week. Seems I have offended one my friends due to the distance that seems to be growing between us, and I'm not exactly sure how to mend the rift. Confrontation is not my strong suit. I drove to Sarasota to see another friend for her birthday. While trying to be very James Joyce about the whole thing, it grew more difficult the longer I remained in standstill traffic. The bleating of "that's not fair" was strong as cars (and even two trucks) drove on the shoulder to bypass the congestion (ultimately causing more congestion when they would have to merge). My patience was adequately tested, and I did misplace it for a bit). However, It was a brief and lovely visit my friend. I drove back home the next after noon, heading straight to another friend's house for her celebration of life. She's a dear soul, a warrior and a fighter. She turned 39 yesterday. I only stayed an hour due to exhaustion, but once I got home, was able to relax and rest. I immersed in the beautiful gloom of The Crow today, running through a plethora of emotions. Even before my brother died, I have been working through my meditations on impermanence while contemplating death. For some it probably seems so morbid. For me, it is a way to fully understand the lessons of life. It helps me to live a fuller life. I end my post sharing the hope that I can eventually mend the rift I have with the friend who seems to have turned a cold shoulder this past week. I'm breathing and listening to the inner knowing that silence brings (God, is that you?) and softening to the idea that if there is some crow I am forced to eat in the process, then I will summon the courage to do so. Taking all of this current experience one breath and step at a time.
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