I woke up this morning and immediately I felt it in body that I was still a little groggy and tired and just this sense of 'bad moodness" if you can call it that. I skulled water, put some meditation music on, lit a candle and a stick of incense and went right in there. Of course wanting to check in and find out what it was...and all that kept coming up was this frustrating, angry feeling with this new gig I have. The money I was expecting and later put out there was not matched...after a wicked session of EFT on Tuesday, shit with unworthiness, self sabotage once again come up and we released some of it. I knew some is still in there as it made me ill to the stomach when this technique was happening....anyways...soon enough meditation and yoga was over and I was in my head. I did try to sit still for a bit, but it just wasn't happening. SO I thought, ok. lash out, have your moment....I was trying to be totally subjective and look from the outside in...but I'm pretty sure I wasn't successful. Side 1. $15 an hour, that's fucking bullshit. I have to drive 30 minutes each way which uses a whole tank for 1 trip. $3. Which make the total value of the one hour session $12. Fuck off! Side 2. An amazing opportunity presents, it will only be a matter of time and you will have more, learn more blah blah. Side 3. Am I not worth more...? Side 4. Maybe thats all they can truly afford right now....some humility and benevolence and of course my favourite virtue...patience.
I know I shouldn't write when I'm pissed! (off) but I do. I like it, it feels better!
So, its a million degrees here again today, sitting in a cafe, the wifi is off. For reals? I have to do stuff online. grrrr. I smoke cigarettes! finally it works, now I'm tired, because I haven't trained, meditation was not happening this morning and I earnt $12 this morning. So I decide to head home, where I do 2 x 1 hour meditations. In the moment I am perfect, calm, still, centred. I decide I want to move and lift heavy things. I go to the gym, my hand tears on the fucking pull up bar, I have a shit work out. I remember the hypno thing happening at the centre where I teach a class, so i head there, traffic is chaos, fumes are high! I'm sweating from the heat not from my shit workout. I go to the hypno thing, lots of people, I'm not in the mood, I sit still and relax into it. I'm fine now. We lay down, we get hypnotised, something in my stomach tweaks. It feels familiar, but not in a good way....I rush off becasue I was going to cry. Tough Liz stops it, makes like a deamon on her scooter,, goes home and makes the yummiest green smoothie. She tries to sleep, she cant, she writes this with really bad grammar and punctuation. She doesnt care! Ego spew is over...
I know I shouldn't write when I'm pissed! (off) but I do. I like it, it feels better!
So, its a million degrees here again today, sitting in a cafe, the wifi is off. For reals? I have to do stuff online. grrrr. I smoke cigarettes! finally it works, now I'm tired, because I haven't trained, meditation was not happening this morning and I earnt $12 this morning. So I decide to head home, where I do 2 x 1 hour meditations. In the moment I am perfect, calm, still, centred. I decide I want to move and lift heavy things. I go to the gym, my hand tears on the fucking pull up bar, I have a shit work out. I remember the hypno thing happening at the centre where I teach a class, so i head there, traffic is chaos, fumes are high! I'm sweating from the heat not from my shit workout. I go to the hypno thing, lots of people, I'm not in the mood, I sit still and relax into it. I'm fine now. We lay down, we get hypnotised, something in my stomach tweaks. It feels familiar, but not in a good way....I rush off becasue I was going to cry. Tough Liz stops it, makes like a deamon on her scooter,, goes home and makes the yummiest green smoothie. She tries to sleep, she cant, she writes this with really bad grammar and punctuation. She doesnt care! Ego spew is over...