Painting more garage doors yesterday, I found myself focusing on BS for the afternoon.
Me? Focusing on BS?
Yup, me focusing on BS.
Breathe. Shoulders.
Breathe. Shoulders.
Breathe. Shoulders.
I breathe whether I think about it or not. However the focus on breathing, where the breath comes in my body, the depth, the pace -- the cadence and rhythm (!) -- of my breathing are important, and something I can control and attend.
My shoulders are here as part of my body regardless of what I do. However depending on where my mind is, their position changes. With my injury still healing, the position of my shoulders is important, and is often a matter of more pain, less pain, or no pain. With a delay in the pain factor (between position and resulting sensation), I want to develop a lasting habit of keeping my structure in proper place to replace my current habit of mind slips, shoulders rise.
I don't mind writing about this type of BS.
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LBJ - I've been so busy that I haven't been able to leave you a comment on all these insightful thoughts you've been having - but I've been thinking about them. Relaxed shoulders, fewer edges, walking meditation, counting the cadence - and you came up with my new mantra, "No hard feelings." Thanks!
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