I’ll begin my summer return to blogging with a story
It’s a story that helps me realize how much these four things have been changing me in ways I never thought possible:
I’ll be writing separate posts in detail about each very soon (and will link to them when they’re done)
1) Essential Oils
3) This book
4) EFT Tapping (I actually saw a professional!)
All four have been teaching me how to really reduce my anxiety, see the world in a different light and practice mindfulness. You know mindfulness, that thing that basically every health guru/Tara Stiles will say you should do for peace? I’m ACTUALLY getting the hang of it after all this time
Back to story time!
I got a camp counselor job in Brewster, Cape Cod this summer so I’m staying with my aunt uncle and cousin in their gorgeous house on the Cape this summer I’m currently writing from the back deck which overlooks the bay and I’m so excited to be able to do this for the next couple months.
But it took 8 hours for me to get here from New York yesterday…(not normal)
That’s because the bus I was supposed to transfer onto after my train ended up being full and instead of finding a different bus to take us they left the 30-something passengers that wanted to be on the bus with the other 30-something passengers that arrived for the 2:15 bus. The 2:15 came and went after only being able to take 5 passengers.
People were mad. And they should have been. It was ridiculous that there were no workers anywhere to help or give anyone valuable information.
But for some weird reason, I felt totally fine. I wanted to get to the Cape as soon as possible, and of course I thought this system was a mess, but if this had happened to me a year ago I for sure would have been mad as hell and basically screaming in my head. I’ve never actually yelled at an employee but I 100% would be cursing them out in my mind
and cursing at myself too–now I won’t be able to go for a run and all this standing/sitting is going to make me fat and if I get too hungry I’ll eat too much later and this isn’t how I planned today this isn’t how I planned today this isn’t how I planned today
I can’t describe how huge of a change it is that I felt totally fine. I read my book, listened to music, talked to some other people in line….and let whatever happened happen until the 2:45 bus finally took us.
Eckhart Tolle is doin’ crazy stuff to my head, guys.
***** NEXT up in mindfulness: one more quick story! ****
Once I finally got to the house in Brewster, my cousin started talking about dinner plans and said her and a friend were going to make homemade pizzas, to which I said I’d join in on while I smothered ED with a pillow in the background
Pizza has been a challenge I’ve really been doing okay with lately
But then my aunt started reading all the nutrition facts out loud and scoffing at how bad the crust was (side note: it wasn’t that bad anyways) and ED decided to momentarily freak out.
But GUESS WHAT
I still made the pizza
and it was awesome
because after that brief moment of freak out I remembered that everyone is different and that my aunt reading the nutrition facts was not about me. I think she’s been under some stress lately with her kids and she’s been saying she wants to lose weight. That doesn’t mean I think she should have negativity about it, because nobody should get that caught up in calories, I think. But it she’s on her own journey, and I’m on mine. and mine involves pizza
My morning looked like this:
and this afternoon I’m off to learn CPR for my job! WOOOO
Hope you’re all doing well