Someone presented this cartoon recently on one of my favorite groups. Aside from what kind of cookies we all liked to “medicate” with, our dialog went like this…
Me: That hasn’t been working for me lately. The moments I’ve been resisting or medicating in some way… they come back anyway. Higher self seems to be forcing us now to deal with the stuff we’ve been resisting all our lives (and past lives as well?).
Me: So my new commitment, in addition to remembering my joy, is to be willing to sit in the discomfort of the moment to hear the message that it’s here to bring me about myself.
Friend: What do you mean, “sit in the discomfort of the moment”?