September stories for when I forget what is happiness

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And then it was once again September
No matter how hard I think about it, September is my favorite month. A feeling of coziness and gratefulness embraces my heart and mind, and I start thinking about all the nice moments, about the things that I have, about the people in my life. I feel grateful to everything and everyone. I feel so creative that I end up procrastinating and only doing a small part of all the things that I want to do. And it is okay to do so, because now I know that I have to take things slowly sometimes, that productivity is not the norm and that self care is the most important.

The mornings are colder, but the warmth of the day makes me appreciate these days even more, and thus they become perfect to me. The work hours are long and sometimes boring, but when I finish I know what to do with my time. You learn to spend time wisely and you enjoy it at the fullest when you have less time for what you really want to do. I spend more time preparing breakfast because it became the most important meal and a healing time.

There are frequent power outages during work hours, but I learnt to turn these moments into opportunities. While it affects my schedule, it is in my power to decide what to do with that time so it won’t be wasted. I go for a long breakfast, meditation or yoga, and I prepare my mind for stressful moments that are never too late to appear. My birthday in September teaches me that I am not only older, but also wiser.

I was told I would make a good jam maker
I love making jam and I was told I would make a good jam maker. Isn’t that funny? I’ll tell you something funnier. Keep reading.

Jam maker… Is there such a job out there? I don’t know about that, but I think making jam is my newest hobby. Picking the fruits, washing and cutting them, adding the right amount of sugar (I still need to learn what is the right amount), waiting for syrup to form and then boiling the mix is like a ritual. It is a healing and cathartic time. And it feeds you when you need it.

I was told that I would make a good jam maker. But guess who told me that… my sister! That’s the funniest part. How can she say that when she built strong arms trying to take out of the jar this year’s last raspberry jam? Is she only about the taste or is she that much into sports? What I am trying to say here is that you cannot be right without being wrong and there is no success without a few or more failures. Embrace failure like I did with that jam that has at least a good taste. So what if it’s hard to take it out of the jar? I can imagine that I am eating lollipops.

1 year of blogging
Somehow time passed and I managed to stay around and to say pass to those thoughts about giving up blogging. It is thanks to my friends, to fellow bloggers who’s blogging journey and advice encouraged me to continue, and of course to me. I feel the need to thank myself for not giving up, and for trying one more time, even when I wasn’t sure what I was doing anymore.

And I want to thank you all for taking the time to read my stories and leave comments. Thanks to you readers, I felt more like becoming a writer. And I felt happy when you shared your thoughts with me, a person you don’t know in real life. I hope 1 year to become many more.

Thank you for reading and have a beautiful autumn.

Easier said than done

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Easier said than done is an universal fact. Maybe that’s why we often say it too. We Romanians often say Usor de zis, greu de facut or Teoria ca teoria, dar practica te omoara, both of them meaning that is easy saying you will do something than actually doing it.

Today’s article is inspired by a passage I read in Haemin Sunim‘s book Love for imperfect things: “The hardest thing in the world is putting what you know into practice, and making sure your actions do not contradict your words.”

I felt enlightened after reading this small passage, and I started thinking about my situation. I always felt this gap, but somehow I didn’t name it like Haemin Sunim does on this book, and I didn’t know what it was exactly. It stayed with me since that day and it will continue to remain something to think about everyday for a very long time. This is because I realized this is one of my biggest shortcomings and the one that makes change and growth so difficult for me.

Easier said than done, but not impossible to do. The only way to become better at making our actions align with our words is to keep doing it everyday. By getting our actions closer to the words we say, we will reduce the gap between the two, and we will be closer to our goals.

I believe that this practice is helpful in many other ways too, like getting to know ourselves better and becoming true to ourselves. Our confidence will grow because we will know that if we say we will do something, we will do everything to make it come true. And this is also applicable in our relationships with others. If we promised to do something, than we should make sure to keep that promise. If we said we would keep a secret, than we should do so, and so on. It will only get us closer to that better version of ourselves.

Today is a beautiful day. The sun is shining brightly and the air feels fresh. It is a great day to start aligning our actions to our words. Easier said than done could only stay as a saying.

Wish you a great day, and thank you for stopping by.

Small challenges, big steps

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I didn’t want to admit, but I know so well that growth consists in change. Small changes, big changes, they all lead to growth if you think that way. Life is like that. Life is unpredictable and always changing. Us people, the only way of making things work is to adjust to change. But this is not always easy to do. It might be easier for some us, but for others, me included, adapting to change could be a lot more difficult. It takes a lot of effort and discipline to become more acceptant to change. So I started training myself.

Living with my parents in the countryside is living a life that has not so many challenges. It’s simpler than it would be if I lived alone. You split the responsibilities and life is sometimes simpler. Not necessarily easier, but simpler. I like that, but I started to feel afraid. What if I won’t be able to get out of my comfort zone? What if I fail to grow because I become complacent? There were so many what ifs that sometimes it felt like there were so many people inside my head each trying to make his opinion be heard.

It is said that the best way of getting accustomed to something is to expose yourself to that specific something. I didn’t want to admit because it was so scary. I remember when I first did this exposure thing consciously. It was when I was searching for my first job. I was still a student so I had not experience with jobs. I was offered to work in a call center, and even if I become anxious every time I have to make a phone call, I thought that maybe if I exposed myself to something I was afraid of, I would become accustomed and get over my anxiety. But it wasn’t like that. I resigned in less than 3 months because talking on the phone with clients was extremely stressful. The exposure strategy didn’t work. However my desire to grow is so big that I decided to become accustomed to change. In order to do that, I realized that I needed to create my own rules, and that I should start with small changes that will make my brain believe that change is good.

First you need to convince yourself that change is good and that you don’t have to by afraid of change. So wisely choose your first challenges. As I am the type of person who does important things with small, but consistent steps, I decided to start with small challenges/changes. This is how I came up with a new project for my self-development: one new challenge per week. At first I tried to do it daily, but I started to get super tired and stressed because of it in less than 2 weeks and this was not my intention. So I reduced it at one challenge per week. But I admit that this is not always successful. I don’t consider it a failure, but an adaptation to each week’s circumstances. I don’t want another to do thing on my list, but rather the opportunity to enjoy the process of growing. Thus I might have weeks where I don’t really have any idea of what I should challenge myself with. These are rare, but I am aware that I am still not comfortable with change. It is ok, I try not to stress myself by overthinking it. All the good things and projects I did until now were formed in time and finalized in many steps and with continuous efforts. You might not realize, but small steps can still lead you to your dreams. So keep doing what you think it is important to you, keep doing what makes you happy, keep doing what makes you learn and grow.

The challenge I had for last week and that I decided to extend for this week as well is no spending week challenge. My intention was for me to stop spending money on whatever might be for a week, and then I decided to extend it until my pay day. It was not very easy, even when living in the countryside. Now, having what you need or want at your door is simpler and faster than ever before. In my efforts of becoming a minimalist, I try to become aware that wanting something and needing it are two different things. And because happiness doesn’t come with possessing things, I try to buy the things that I need more than the things that I want. I also question whether my needs are really needs or maybe subconscious ideas of wanting something. I do this in order to keep a balance and to use my money wisely, and I don’t feel this process of analysis as burdening or stressful. Deciding to have a break from spending was great. I pat my head and I enjoy the result. I feel I got to know one more thing about me. I could take a break from this system because I wanted. I realized that spending money can become a new addiction. I realized that there were things that I didn’t really want and I didn’t even need them, so this 2 weeks period was also some sort of purification. I didn’t mention another very important aspect, but I think you might have guessed. This challenge is perfect for my finances.

This is it for today. Thank you for joining me and for reading my story and I hope to see you around next time as well.

Stay safe and no matter the small steps you take, keep walking.

How Journaling helps me as a Blogger

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My eyes are closed. I feel the fresh air of night and I listen to the soothing sounds of wind chimes, the crickets singing, I can hear some dogs barking. It feels great to be here and to have such peaceful moments in my life. I loved staying outside and admiring the night’s beauty since I was a kid. You see… I feel especially inspired to write during nighttime. I don’t know why, but this is the moment I feel the most creative. Should I tell you about the cheesy poetry I used to write as a teenager? Hmm, maybe not :))

I loved writing since I was very young. I tried writing fiction for the first time when I was 11. The problem was that I was always chaotic. I never had the patience to start with the beginning. I never had the patience to finish my ideas. I see myself as a creative person. I felt creative whenever I wrote or sang. It’s in me. The problem is my lack of patience and consistency.

I dreamt of creating my own blog for a long time now. It seamed to be the perfect place for me to start writing more seriously. But I was afraid. Afraid of being judged, afraid that people won’t read or like my writing. However, I wanted to do it at least once in my life, to become courageous and just write the way I feel. I doubled the challenge when I decided to write in English which is not my mother tongue. Writing still feels like a passion. It will probably stay like this forever. And I hope it will.

My blogging journey started in September last year. I wanted to change the way I lived, to take it easier and to live better. It’s work in progress, I didn’t discover America and I am still far from being close to my objective. However, I get closer with every responsible decision I make and I love the journey more than the destination. When I started blogging, I already had a journaling routine and I was starting to discover myself more and more. I was trying to discover what I really like and what makes me happy. Putting my thoughts on paper started to feel easier and easier. And I was doing it out of pleasure. It was fun and healing at the same time.

In time, I realized that journaling could be one of my super powers. It wasn’t because I was good at it, but because I felt so liberated, organized and relaxed. Yes, journaling helps me clear my mind. It is also a moment to become creative. Many of the ideas for my blog posts were inspired by my journaling activity. When I felt I had nothing to say I either took a break or I wrote in my journal. Then I would feel like having stories to tell again. Like now. Today’s article is inspired by my latest diary update and it is also fueled by this magical and peaceful night. What a better way to end my day than living in the now and writing about it?

This is it for today, dear readers.

Thank you for reading and have a peaceful night as well.

My Little Forest is learning Korean

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I talked in a previous article about Little Forest, about how important it is to find a space where to feel secure, peaceful and loved. I believe we are always in search for such a place . Some find it faster than others, but every journey is different. I hope you can all find your own Little Forest and be happy.

I think I found my Little Forest. I think I found it a while ago, but I did just not know it. My Little Forest is in all the little things that make me happy and peaceful. Actually today’s article was not even planned, but I had this sudden thought while studying Korean that I was in my Little Forest and I felt happy, my mind was at peace. I felt I was doing my best for my growth and that I was following my dream.

I love learning languages, this is one of my biggest passions, and it is my long term project, but the connection I have with Korean is different. I spend more time learning Korean that I spend learning any other language . Korean is a part of me, and it became my safe place, a place I feel happy and free to be me, my Little Forest.

As frustrating as it can get because I am still lacking, I enjoy the process and I appreciate my evolution and the effort I put into becoming better every day. Studying Korean does not feel like something I must do. Though I have some objectives and to do lists even for studying and I take time in organizing my time for study and reading, it never feels like a task. This is because I love any activity that involves Korean and I don’t put pressure on myself. I don’t have a destination. I just know that I want to keep travelling. I just focus on the process and the happiness that comes with every experience.

I am grateful that I still love Korean even after many hard times, I am grateful for my Korean friends who had the patience and kindness to teach me and correct me when I needed. I am grateful for being lucky enough to have access to education and facilities that made my journey possible and made me into who I am today. I am grateful to have met beautiful people and experienced a new and fascinating culture, a culture that speaks to me and keeps me wanting to learn more and more. I am grateful to have found something that I can love this much, this passion being my motivation, the reason I work harder and harder.

My Little Forest is learning Korean and about Korean things, it is something I love. One’s Little Forest can be a physical place, one’s room, one’s family, one’s special person, one’s career , one’s passion or activity they love without reason. You got the idea, whatever makes you feel the sparkle. Have you found your Little Forest yet? If not, keep searching, you will definitely find it.

This is my story for today. Thank you for reading, I am always grateful to you, the people I don’t know and the people who don’t know me but take their time to read my thoughts. I hope you are safe and happy. Sunny days! 🙂

(Re)focusing. (Re)finding balance.

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It has been a while since I’ve last written any word on my blog. I’ve also been quite absent on WordPress, but it was something I needed to do. I felt I lost my balance and I needed a break to reconsider my priorities. I had some health problems and this was the main cause of my distress. For me, health is the most important aspect, and my health being affected naturally lead to losing my balance. I stopped doing yoga and meditation and I rarely wrote in my journal. I mostly tried to escape from this through music and Korean dramas. Because I hurt my leg I couldn’t exercise anymore which stressed me out, and I started to eat more due to stress which lead to gaining weight. This again stressed the hell out of me. These last two months were filled with worries, anxiety and stress. But this is enough.

I finally started to get out of my mood. I did what I could to solve the problem and I started to look at the bigger picture. I try to refocus, to find balance again. It takes time and a lot of effort and determination. If my leg doesn’t get better, than I can go to another doctor and ask for a second opinion. I can walk just fine, so my health is not immediately affected. Let’s be rational and stop stressing about every this and that. Health shouldn’t be taken for granted, and now I will just have to be more careful. But this does not mean that you should worry about every pain. It can make you anxious and unable to think rationally.

As I am currently trying to find my balance again, I realized I had stopped doing many of the activities that used to make me feel better. Something is missing and I feel the need to start over again, to recover my balance and peace of mind. Therefore, I will spend the next period on refocusing myself. I plan to start yoga again, at least the poses that I feel comfortable doing, to start doing meditation again, to lose weight slowly and healthily, to spend more me time, to journal more often, to read more. I will do the things that I like without putting pressure on myself. I will rediscover what I like and learn new things so that I continue growing. I will take care of my health in every possible way and I will rest as much as possible. Step by step, paciently and steadily, I will find my path again.

I hope you are doing great and I wish you a lovely summer.
Stay safe and I will see you around
🙂

Oh, my G(ardening)!

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It’s funny that as much as I like gardening now, I used to hate it that much when I was a child. It was a hellish activity not only because I really didn’t enjoy it at that time, but because I was told to do it. You see, everything you do that doesn’t come from inside and from your own will might become the thing that you hate doing the most. In my case, that thing was gardening. My parents needed help and of course they didn’t understand why we said we didn’t like it. For them, who were raised in other political circumstances, working the land was something that you needed, it wasn’t about liking it or not. Maybe if they didn’t told us to do it so often, we could have enjoyed it. Maybe if the approach was different, we could have understood why is it important and how you can work without feeling you are working.

After many years and more diverse experiences, after becoming an adult and getting to learn more about life, when I came back to the house where I grew up, gardening and chores didn’t seem so much of a burden. They weren’t hellish also. I had changed and so did my way of thinking. Instead of feeling annoyed and bothered when I went gardening, I felt I can actually do something for the environment. I felt I can give back a small portion of what I receive, and I felt as a part of something bigger than I ever knew before. I became healthier and I gave up on some of the bad habits that were replaced with nice and relaxing activities that also helped me growing as a person.

Gardening is my happy time. You know why? Because when I work in the garden, I don’t really think, I don’t analyze, I don’t overthink. You know how important it is to have silence inside your head as an overthinker? It is absolute bliss! Even if I think, I organize my thoughts, or I imagine things. This is something I can’t really control and I don’t even try to. I let my mind do whatever it wants. I want to let it be free at least in these moments. From what I have seen, I was never stressed when I did gardening work. My mind is at ease and my heart is at peace.

A funny thing I observed in the last weeks since gardening has become the main activity after work is that I found myself smiling while weeding and do my thing in the vegetable garden. No wonder gardening is used as therapy for depression or Alzheimer. Nature has its own unique power of healing us, humans who are busy working against it. I feel sorry for Mother Nature every time I see stupid people destroying it and not caring about it. I wish we could all see how harmful is human greed, indifference and selfishness for the environment. And I wish we could all become active in making small efforts to be a real part of this big place called Earth.

This is all for today. I hope you all have peaceful and sunny days.
Thanks for reading!

The magic of waiting

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I became impatient again. In some cases I wish that results could appear quicklier than usual. Even if I put a lot of work and effort, sometimes time is the most important ingredient in the recipe of my success. Like dough needs a certain period of time to rest and grow, my work and efforts need time to mature. But nowadays, because we live in the era of speed and technology, and because we can obtain things easier than 50 years ago, we tend to forget more easily and more frequently how important it is to wait.

Actually, I almost forgot this too. I became impatient about many things like professional development, personal growth or building the house of my dreams. I know how important it is to wait and build small habits in order to get big results. However, there are days when I wish things to come my way a little faster.

Today I woke up at 5:58 because I wanted to see the sunrise. On the Internet it was said that the sun would rise at 6:03. I really wanted to see the sunrise, but it’s been a while since I have last seen the sunrise; thus I didn’t know exactly how it works. The thing is that the information on the Internet regarding the time the sun rises is relative because it’s not possible to tell the exact hour the sun rises. I was very sleepy and a bit cold, but I was waiting impatiently like I was trying to quickly check another thing on my to do list. Guess what! I had to wait half an hour to see the sunrise. I thought I missed the big moment, but after 30 minutes, with sparkling eyes and a pounding heart I would watch how a big ball of fire rises from behind the forest. I instantly had an aha moment and I realized that because I had to wait more than I thought, I actually enjoyed seeing the sunrise a hundred times more than I would have done it at 6:03, 5 minutes after waking up.

Here you have it! Sunrise of May 9th. The photo is a bit unclear, but I still wanted to share it with you.

I believe that those 30 minutes of waiting were in fact the reason I smiled the whole day today. Not only because I enjoyed seeing the sunrise so much, but also because that half an hour reminded me the importance of patience and perseverance. I actually thought of giving up and going to sleep a few times, but I guess I was more determined to see the sunrise. I am so glad I stayed until the end, and I shall do so with every project in my life.

Let me know your thoughts in the comments. Did you have a similar experience that reminded you how important it is to wait?


It’s been a while since I have last shared my story with you, but I am so happy to be back.
Always thank you for reading.

Why I love living in the countryside

For some, countryside is the place where you want to go only to escape from the city from time to time, to take a break from your routine and see something different. Some of us might like only visiting the countryside but we can’t imagine ourselves living in a village or in a more remote place. The city is the only place we know and it is what we love: the noise, the agglomeration, having all the facilities close to us, the cafes, the restaurants, the clubs, the museums, the events… Everything is right under our eyes.

For the rest of us, countryside is our whole life. We went to the city and experienced a new lifestyle. It was difficult and we missed so many things. But we learnt to enjoy what the city can give us: a big university, new people, new experiences, job opportunities, cultural events, parks, eating with friends in fancy restaurants etc. However, when we went back home to our little apartment the world seemed so big and we felt lonely sometimes. Some days we opened our laptop and watched that Korean show, House on Wheels, and we dreamt about travelling around the world or going to the forest, to the mountain, to a beautiful village where you can breath the nature. We felt like living again while watching so much green on that little screen. We were so thirsty to feel as part of the nature, to see flowers and to be us the ones who plant and grow them. We dreamt to make barbecues or picnics in our back yard or to go read or study in the orchard. We were tired and we needed to rest. And so one day, we went back home where our hearts longed going.

It wasn’t going to be easier to live in the countryside, but we loved the peace and the things we could do for the nature and what the nature had to give us. We went to the mountain and we became part of the huge world called nature. We grew the food we ate and we became more responsible and more intentional in everything we did. We did yoga in the yard when the weather was nice and we took sunbaths that made our day. We were surrounded by flowers all year round and even when it was difficult weeding and digging we were happy to do something that would create beauty and peace. We ate fruits from our garden and orchard and we promised to work harder the next year. We enjoyed listening to the birds singing and we felt the peace after the rain stopped while watching huge colored rainbows. We could see the stars and we promised that one day we would learn more about stars and constellations. We ate breakfast, lunch and dinner outside when the weather was nice and we drank coffee on the balcony in the morning. We worked so much during the day and we had not the time or where to go to see a movie. We had no restaurants or cafes but we enjoyed our peaceful life and we did our best to develop ourselves, to change and grow even here where we had not so many things, and yet we had everything and more.

The countryside is beautiful in any season and I personally learnt to accept and love all the aspects of living in the countryside. Living in the countryside has advantages and disadvantages as any other thing. But if you choose to listen to your heart and to go in that place where your heart wants to go you will embrace the difficulties and you will learn a lot about yourself because this is what hardships do to us humans. Today I want to share with you the main reasons I love living in the countryside and to share a few pieces of the spring we have around here. Let’s go 🙂

1. The air. I live in a village quite close to the mountain and I have to tell you that the air is so much cleaner and I felt this way the first day I came back from the city where I used to live. I love the freshness of the air especially after a short rain or when I go to the mountain or the forest. I am grateful that we have clean air (as clean as it can be these days) and I learnt to appreciate so much the things that we cannot see but that are so much more important than everything else that we can actually see.

2. Birds singing. I am in love with this beautiful music and I can’t describe my feelings and the peace I feel when listening to their chirping. In the city it is not possible to hear the birds singing, unless you live in an area that is far from the traffic and it has more trees or a park close to it. What I couldn’t hear when I was living in the city is the birds’ singing during the night. After so many years I could hear the birds singing even at night. I was mesmerized and I think it is one of the most beautiful music I have ever heard.

3. Spring. Countryside in the spring is one of the most beautiful things that exist. The trees put their most refined outfit and they send out the sweetest perfume that cannot be reproduced even by the most renowned perfumers. The mountain is still covered in snow, but here in the village you can see the trees blooming, the grass growing as green as ever, and the flowers confidently coming out to show their beauty. Spring is the time when the whole world becomes a festival: a festival of life and beauty.

4. Flowers. If you read my articles, you know that I am in love with nature, with trees and flowers, and that I have waited for spring to come especially because I wanted to see and to smell the flowers again. I have friends that love flowers as well and guess what our main subject of discussion is nowadays :)) We send each other photos with what we’ve done in the garden and what new flowers we’ve planted. I love to plant trees and flowers and I feel like this way I can somehow contribute to the environment.

5. Surrounded by nature. Well this one is pretty obvious, but I feel like I can travel even if I go up on the hill or to the mountain because there are so many places I have never been to before. There are so many places to explore and they all look different depending on the season.

There are so many things you can do around the house, in the garden, in the orchard. I am extremely active and there are a lot of things to do, a lot of beautiful things to create or to grow. I became more creative and I feel less stressed compared to when I was living in the city. I feel I can do more and feel more useful to this world and to the environment. I can do something new everyday and I am able to create the change that I want for myself. Life is simpler in the countryside so you become more creative in finding new things to do and new experiences to try. However, the most important things for me is how the time slows down here. What I mean by this is that you can enjoy more the little things that would have passed unobserved otherwise and they become your happiness.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this virtual tour I have created for you and I hope your days are filled with sun and flowers. Let me hear from you in the comments.

Have a lovely spring, dear readers 🙂

Building a habit – meditation

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I added meditation on this year’s bucket list. After experiencing journaling and its helping and healing effects and wanted to try meditation as a way of escaping stress and anxiety.

I tried meditation in the past but it was a failed attempt. Maybe I wasn’t ready, maybe I didn’t know how to do it. Even if today it became a habit, I still don’t know if I do it right or not. But for now I decided that it’s not important.

I was already a fan of master Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche, but this year in January, in a nice winter day, I was so exhausted after work and I felt so lost. Like someone who can’t find its purpose. It started to rain like in fairytales and thus I felt like listening something calm trying to ease my mind. I was watching how the snow touches the earth while listening the teachings of master Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche. I must say, he is very funny and a good teacher. Slowly my heart became calmer and calmer. That day I started meditating. At first, I felt I couldn’t concentrate at all. I felt that all my thoughts waited for that exact moment to come and make my mind a mess… but I tried not to give up this time. I did so the next day. And then I would forget about it a day or two and then continue.

In February I decided to meditate daily even if I was too busy or too tired. And that is how meditation became a habit. Day by day I learnt more about me and it became easier to concentrate, to accept the ambush of my thoughts and the fact that I was still inconsistent concerning the time of meditating every day. One day I would meditate more than the other. Today 5 minutes and tomorrow 10 minutes. It doesn’t matter. Not stressing about it was the bet thing I could do. It was my method of reaching out to me, my method of distressing. Why stress about something meant to distress? No way. By doing this, meditation became my everyday joy. Not only something I do as a habit in order to distress, but something I look forward to doing everyday.

Thanks to meditation I also learnt how to breath and how to focus on breathing. I use breathing technique whenever anxiety kicks and it helps. Why didn’t I find this quicklier? Meditation is also a great way to slow down and to be mindful of your acts and of your thoughts and completing it with journaling is a great combination.

This month’s goal is to increase the time of meditation from 10 minutes to at least 15. What I also do, even if I don’t know is the right thing to do, is to alternate yoga with mediation. I took a break from yoga this winter but staying seated for so long on the chair at work brought me so much back pain. I started yoga again to relax and to recover from back pain, and it works wonders.

I am really satisfied I succeeded starting again meditation and yoga. I can’t wait for the weather to get warmer and to start doing yoga outside in the garden or in our front yard.

What about you? Do you guys meditate? If you do, please share with me any thoughts or advice you might have on this. Thanks for reading and stay safe.

Until next time,
Maria