I experienced nausea last night, and noticed a slight leaning away from it.
A slight resistance and fear, created by beliefs:
If I allow the nausea, it will take over.
It will be overwhelming.
If I resist the experience, I can keep it at a distance.
And as soon as I dove into the experience of nausea, there was a shift.
It wasn’t scary at all.
The nausea revealed itself as something quite different than how it initially appeared.
A full, soft experience. There was a sense of coming home.
And I still laid on the sofa, drank water, took it easy.
As soon as attention went somewhere else, there was that slight (habitual) leaning back again.
And yet, this time, I remembered that diving into it is OK.
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