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Over the last couple of months, the online Kundalini group has been processing grief.
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Handling grief every day has riled my PTSD, I know this reaction means grief needs more work.
I have taken a break, reverting back to my well-established meditation practice.
No talking, chants, or hand positions, just me, eyes closed, totally focused on the breath, sounds, and opening my heart.
Simple, me alone with my mind, like old times.
The quiet has calmed my intrusive thoughts momentarily, I fully resist thinking anything is permanent.
As they say, back to basics when things fall apart.
If you follow this blog, PTSD and depression are kind of a rollercoaster ride.
One where we can have long, calm, slow, straightaways, flanked by the high crests and terrifying fast descents always lurking in the distance.
Go farther down the wormhole and there are giant loops of intolerable confusion and anxiety.
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I have a momentary pause, a peaceful calm that only visits for short periods, lately.
As always, when the pain and suffering seem unbearable, that is when we never give in, never give up.
Some days my job is to endure ptsd and depression until it lifts a little.
We will always have issues, hopefully, we will take action appropriately.
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Posted by SaaniaSparkle 🧚🏻♀️ on January 16, 2022 at 5:17 pm
Nice blog :))
Posted by Marty on January 16, 2022 at 7:26 pm
Thank you
Written by an old crazy man