
All of which causes heart-pounding, stomach-churning, and 2:00 a.m. mind-racing. So when I learned of the MBSR class on a Friday, I was signed up by the following Monday. The class meets once a week for eight weeks, plus one whole Saturday in May, plus daily homework. This week's homework is listening to a 40-minute CD every night that guides you through an exercise called a "body scan." I swear, my instructor's voice on that CD is perfectly calibrated to cause instant sleep, which is not the intent. Today I did it in the morning and that worked out better.
I didn't really know what I was getting into with this class, because it is hard to describe if you're not doing it, and for the same reason I don't really know how to describe it now, but I like it. I normally have a running narrative in my head of the past and future—all the (stupid, of course) things I've done and all the (insurmountable, of course) things I need to do—but it's very hard to keep that narrative going if you're told to focus on your toes.
I'm sure that this class will be about more than that as it continues, but just that in itself is a pretty good payoff.
3 comments:
I heart Bev and mbsr. Hope you have a great experience w it... Am sure you will !
Unrelated to meditation! Have you and Mr. Flossie seen his cameo on superpoop.com? Pretty funny.
Naomi, did you take MBSR with Bev?? I have come to like her a lot. I appreciate how she is neither super touchy-feely nor New Agey.
Buttercup, that is so funny about Mr. Flossie and superpoop. After seeing his cameo, I perused the archive as well. Total LOL.
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