Originally Posted by
pony mom
The massage school I trained at was a bit New Age-y and we often did meditations and self-empowerment exercises. One meditation, which I'll never forget was called...rats! I forgot what it was called--maybe the Witness exercise? Anyway, you were led in a meditation where you let go of your thoughts until you were witnessing yourself, your 'true self', as just a being without thoughts. It was very eye opening for me, just noticing myself there, not having any thoughts or opinions or wondering what the heck I was supposed to be doing here with my eyes closed. Turns out that without thoughts, I'm just an empty shell.
Although I try hard to keep my thoughts positive, I can be such a Debbie Downer about things. Usually my thoughts are pretty funny and I sometimes laugh to myself but I can sure put myself in a depressed state pretty easily. I guess I have a love-hate relationship with my thoughts. My monkey mind is forever chattering away about this and that. Perhaps that's why that meditation was so special to me----my mind finally shut up!