I had a moment of absolute clarity last night whilst reading in bed. I sat there and was fully present. I think I’ve not been that present since being on retreat at the end of January. Sitting here typing I feel pretty present too. I’ve been doing mind exercises for over a year using CBT techniques to be more present. Also the meditations I’ve done for years will of helped too. I guess I need to just keep going with it all.
It’s good to feel clarity again. I’m not sure I’d call it normal because most normal people are caught up in monkey mind.
I’m reading a book on working through Techniques to help control Cyclothymia, it’s called ‘ The Cyclothymia workbook’ so far it’s pretty good. It’s suggested keeping charts of moods, emotions, sleep etc. I already have started a diary covering it along with exercise and diet too. Anything to keep some clarity.
There’s a lot of stigma attached to any mental health issue. I think it’s because most people don’t understand their own mind and can’t comprehend thinking about how someone might think differently from them. I would say its a struggle for them to know how to act or be around someone with I mental health concerns. Isn’t it funny how we use that word ‘act’. We all act according to situation or the people we are around, from herd mentality to solitary mentality. Maybe some people just don’t want to understand.
I guess we are all different and some just don’t understand how different others can be. Maybe that’s why people rely on organised religion to give them a moral code to live by as its easier to behave in set ways and patterns. It’s funny how most organised religions teach tolerance but yet some religious zealots are very bigoted. That’s life I guess!
Maybe we all need to understand and respect each other more in this life and world.
I’m pretty sure most people think I’m an arse hole. I get paranoid that people talk about me behind my back or I try to figure out what they might be saying. I tear away at myself with false or made up conversations in my head. I imagine scenarios and arguments. I feel the pain I would feel if they remarked badly towards me. I tear myself apart badly at times, while on the outside I look normal or happy. People confuse me.
I always feel like I have to be a strong person, the one who people talk to. That has led to more suffering internally. It’s hard to show emotion or to show that I’m not altogether all of the time. I don’t think anyone understands me. My head has pain quite often, physical pain. Pressure too.
its hard to know how honest to be with people, I wear a mask most of the time. I honestly have considered the life of a hermit ora monk, living fully in solitude. Does everybody feel like I do? On the surface most people don’t seem too bad, maybe we all wear masks and maybe it’s time we all removed them and removed the blindfolds that we wear too!
My head is spinning. I just had a call from the estate agents saying they have a viewing for our house tomorrow, if we are happy with that. In a manic moment last year I got our house valued and both my wife and I were surprised at the value, so I decided that we should sell it and buy land and build an eco house. If we do that we will be pretty much mortgage free. I talked my wife around in the end, she was quite right in that I pushed ahead and didn’t stop to think. We had interest before Christmas but no offers. we had talked about staying where we are for now to keep some stability, but what if we get offered a really good price perspective buyer?
My mind is racing and I’m not sure what the right thing would be to do. Go with our dream of building out own house and possibly being mortgage free, but with the stress involved and the fact it could take a long while or go wrong, or stay in a safe place but put our ideals behind us fora while.
When I put the house on the market I was in a full confident, manic, immortal, indestructible mind set..
I started this blog to keep a track of my thinking. The point is/was to be honest about my thoughts and feelings. I’m not sure that I can fully write it all just yet, but I’m gaining the experience and gaining the understanding. I fear I might write too much or write too darkly. At times my thoughts can get really dark.
I guess the point is that it’s my own record, my ‘diary’ if you like. I’m talking to myself, my future self here. Maybe some advice that the really crap times do get better and the great times do tail off is good advice? Maybe I know myself already? Sometimes I have absolute clarity and others I wallow in self loathing and self pity. Mostly I rise up, maybe too high, if that’s possible. I wish that I could get to my highest, most inspired levels and remain there. I have so much energy, so much passion that if I could live there all of the time enlightenment would be an easy reach. Maybe it is already an easy reach but I tie myself up every time I get almost there.
Enlightenment is the goal of where I am headed, my life’s goal, along with transcending death and achieving the rainbow body, leaving no remains even. I guess I can only keep going forwards and learning more.
Up at 5:45am again. I’m getting used to getting up early. I was later going to sleep too. I’m wondering what today will bring. I’ve already meditated and done my Qigong.
So far I’m feeling kind of numb/normal. I find it strange to not feel emotions much at times and then feel everything good when rising and feel everything bad when dropping off. I feel like a yoyo or a orebody lim swinging from one side to the other, never resting in the middle. Would I even want it to rest in the middle? I don’t honestly know.
Just a thought, but is everything worth the hassle or internal conflict? I’m not sure I have a choice or if I have a way to stop it. I certainly try being very aware, very present.
My brain is hurting. It’s the front part. Physical pain. I think my mood is slipping a bit, I felt angry and aggressive a little whole ago. Hard to explain it. Sometimes if I feel angry or aggressive I go and skip if its early. I use the punchbag too. I get vicious thoughts in my mind. We had a rabbit and she had babies. The babies disappeared and then a few days later our rabbit did too. We used to let them have the run of our garden. They occasionally went into the field out the back and possibly our neighbours too. Our neighbour mentioned something once about our rabbit or chickens. My wife feels certain that he poisoned them. When I feel angry I wonder if he did poison them, if I found out he did and I got angry I fear that he might end up being my punchbag. I love animals and I hate people who poison or maim them.