I do usually manage to fit in some writing during the day but it is sometimes hard to find the motivation as well as the time. So by last weekend, after a whole week of not writing, it was tempting to think that perhaps I should find a job and contribute to the family in a more measurable way - i.e. financially.
I love am the type of person who tries their best to have a positive attitude, and there is definitely nothing I adore more than sharing the love and making others smile. One thing I do know is when you see the positive side off things, life seems a little better, a little easier, and you are able to make the most of the beautiful life that you have...
Basically as you get older, you realise that you are not the only person in the world who worries about things. Everyone is riddled with insecurities, they just manifest them in different ways, or if they are really lucky, they have learned to overcome their difficulties (I recently re-read M Scott Peck's The Road Less Travelled and it was brilliant on this subject).
I actually found myself longing to live a long time ago in a galaxy far far away, I as a little jealous of all the excitement wrapped up in the lives of all those in Star Wars and now I need to redeem my own life somehow. So if you're feeling a similar sort of disdain towards your own life, then let's work this through together, how can we find happiness after Epsiode VII.
The body is often ignored due to the fact that we live so often in our minds. So, the course will introduce body-scan meditation, which develops an awareness of each part of the body. It's not so much a relaxation technique but an exercise that brings curiosity to the entire body. Feeling things just as they are, without trying to change them.
Further, science tells us that if we really, really want to be happy, helping another, whether with friendship, a warm coat, a shelter, a meal, or a vaccine can provide us with the greatest surge of happiness of all. So once the Yule log has turned ash, volunteer, donate to a good cause, or go outside and spread seeds to the birds...
Part of my condition is that I have a depleted immune system that has never really recovered since the train crash. Maybe it was all the drugs I've had to take over the years, maybe the shock or the burning I sustained, I don't know, but depleted it is. I do everything I can think of to boost it and I try to be careful about hygiene especially in public places.
Millions of us suffer from depression and stress. I held onto mine like a badge of honor. Having survived a damaging childhood, divorce and cancer in the family, I though my suffering was hard won and I wanted my Oscar. But I got fed up of waking up every morning reminding myself everything that was wrong in my life.