Take a deep breath
Let it out slowly
Feel your body move with the breath
Take another breath, feeling your whole body move and respond.
Notice your shoulders rise with the in breath,
and your stomach shrink with the out breath.
Each breath is a moment of freedom
It's a moment to feel your body rising and falling as it responds to you.
You choose to breathe, and so you breathe.
Whenever you feel you've lost control, that you are no longer the director of your life, return to your breath. Only you can make you breathe. Only you can stop your breath.
I choose now to breathe in.
I choose now to breathe out.
Each deep breath is a moment of your own design.
You command yourself to breathe and so you breathe.
Breathe in the freedom of this beautiful union between mind and body.
Breathe in the intimacy that is shared only by your own Self.
Breathe and know that freedom is always just a breath away.
When you return to your breath, you return to your point of power.
From there, you recenter with all the power, energy, and help that the whole Universe has available to you.
You are powerful
You are breathing as one with the Universe
You are the Universe breathing
I breathe in, the Universe breathes in
I breathe out, the Universe breathes out
I am the Universe
Breathe and know that all is well.
You got this.
The term "monkey mind" has become synonymous with worrying, anxiety, and an addiction to business. It's essentially a mind at the opposite of stillness.
Ever since I first heard the phrase "monkey mind" I disliked it. For one, it didn't make any sense to me. Monkeys are by nature playful, curious, and spirited. When I'm spiraling down in negative thinking, the last thing I associate that with is monkeys. In fact, I would rather have a monkey mind, because I'd be far more likely to go play and stop worrying so much!
As I was talking to a friend the other day, this expression "monkey mind" came up as I was about to say I was wrestling with my thoughts. Since I'm not a fan of the phrase, I got all jumbled up, and ended up saying,
"I'm wrestling the monkey!"
After I said it I began laughing. This, for me, felt like a much more apt metaphor for what I was feeling. I could see how when I'm wrestling with worry, what I'm wrestling with is something that is by nature care-free and happy.
My mind, when not engaged with worry and doubt, is naturally playful and curious. All of ours are. We know this because we were all once playful and curious children.
So when I begin obsessing over worrisome things, fighting with my anxiety, or thinking about all the things that happened ten years ago, and might happen ten years from now, I am basically grabbing a part of myself and engaging it in battle. All these thoughts want is to be set free and to be able to return to their carefree and curious state.
Now, when I catch myself wrestling with my thoughts and feelings, I imagine I'm wrestling a monkey. This always makes me laugh, because it's such a funny visual. Once I get myself to smile, I'm already feeling better.
Then I acknowledge that the thoughts don't want to be wrestling with me anymore than a monkey does. All the thoughts really want are to be set free, so they can play and find solutions in the way the mind does best - through feelings of ease, joy, and freedom.
I don't know about you, but I've never solved any of my problems by wrestling with the monkey.
The next time you find yourself obsessing over things you can't control, spiraling into negative thinking, or just feeling like you're fighting with your own well-being, imagine you're wrestling a monkey. It will hopefully make you laugh, which will break the tension. It will also put into perspective how hard it is to get perspective when you're fully engaged in the inner-battle.
In the same way a monkey would get tired if you never let it rest and always wrestled with it, so too does your spirit. Your spirit is tired. It wants to rest. It wants to let go of all that stuff you're fighting with. So just let it go. Let the monkey go. Repeat after me.
Do not wrestle the monkey.
The monkey will thank you. And since the monkey is just a metaphor for your thoughts, you will thank you. You will return to wholeness. And you will find what you need, which is so hard to see when you're neck deep in monkey fur, trying to wrestle the poor thing to the ground.
Every cell of my body is a cell flush with Divinity.
There was never a moment I became divine.
My divinity is infinite.
It never started, and it can never end.
I was created that way, and I shall always be that way.
Nothing can change this, and if it seems it has, it's only an illusion.
I was created from a single cell, and in that cell was all the cosmic love and magnificence of all the Universe.
From that single, divine cell, I grew into hundreds, and then thousands, and then billions of cells. Each one divine. Each one created from the same Source as the first. Each one mystical. Each one as valuable and spectacular as the stars in the sky.
With each cell, my Divinity expanded with me.
When I took my first breath, I breathed as a divine being, and the Divine breathed with me.
The Source of Creation did not stay in some parts and not others.
There was no part of me that separated from the divine Source of all of that is.
If it seems some parts are separate, it is only an illusion.
There is divinity in every cell of my body.
I am a holy temple.
Each breath I take is a breath of divinity.
There is nothing in the Universe more holy, more divine, than my own Self.
There is divinity in every cell of my body
Winter Relaxation Meditation