About 4 months ago, I started meditating semi-regularly for the 1st time in my life.
My therapist had shown me some breathing exercises to do when I was caught in a panic-attack, along with some calming/reassuring mantras. I have found these techniques to be highly effective over the past 4 years.
The initial 10 weeks off Effexor, I was having many major bouts with anxiety…and that’s what they are…prize-fights. (Check out some of my blogs from the last few months for all the horrific details). The breathing/mantras came to the rescue again during this time.
But I wanted more. So I started reading-up on meditation. It turns out that the breathing exercises I was taught are very similar to basic meditation. I also became convinced that meditation was what I needed to pull my mind together (I also read a ton of Buddhist literature as well).
So I started. It has been slow going. Until the last few weeks, there had been no noticeable change in my mind. So I went on vacation and got away from my life for awhile…and meditated..on the beach (easy place to meditate)…by a river…in my tent…everywhere.
Oh yeah, just before vacation, I stopped listening to music on my way to work. I have a 35 minute commute, so I can spend some quality time with myself. Of course, you cannot close your eyes while driving, so I just concentrated my breathing and quieting my mind. I am still doing this (read my blog How Music Saved My Life to know what I am giving up).
I’m starting to see results. Slowly.
I have less anxiety.
Woo Hoo!!! I have less anxiety!!!!
Everything else is the same, but I have less anxiety. It is no longer smoldering under the mattress of my mind. It has loosened its grip. YEAH!!!!
This week I went to a Buddhist center in town and attended two classes: Intro to Buddhism & Intro to Meditation. I believe I am ready to learn other techniques of meditating. And we did a lot of meditating in these two classes.
I am encouraged that I am healing. I needed therapy, now I need this. Someday, I may need both. For now, I have less anxiety.
And that is money in my emotional bank!