Today, while I was reading the Art of Change, I actually felt scared to do my meditation habit. I noticed this urge and shined a spotlight on it, and realized how strange it is to feel afraid of laying on my bed for a couple minutes and focusing on my breathing. There is no danger in this, nothing to be possibly lost. After I shined a spotlight on the urge, I realized how childish it was, and moved on with my habit.
During the meditation, I started to feel all this nervous energy coursing through my body trying to get me to do something. At first, I ignored it but the sensation kept coming back. So instead, I focused completely on it, and I imagined myself getting it under control and releasing it. Soon after, I realized the sensation had stopped.
During the meditation, I started to feel all this nervous energy coursing through my body trying to get me to do something. At first, I ignored it but the sensation kept coming back. So instead, I focused completely on it, and I imagined myself getting it under control and releasing it. Soon after, I realized the sensation had stopped.