Peace. For the first time in over three decades, I’m (pretty much) at peace. Yeah, I can’t believe it either.
It just kinda’ crept up on me. I didn’t try to attain peace. Didn’t grit my teeth and play mind tricks on myself. It just…kinda’…happened.
The other day I realized that I was calm, happy, not obsessing anymore.
I think it had a lot to do with my therapist giving me permission to stop obsessing about the past. “We’ll deal with it later,” he said, soothingly. In the meantime, he taught me about mindfulness, as you might remember from the hilariously entitled article Mindfulness — I Learned On A Raisin.
[For more of this story, written by Lenora Thompson, go to http://blogs.psychcentral.com/...16/07/peace-at-last/]