Tuesday, August 06, 2013
I don't take nearly enough time to sit and meditate. After cleaning up my room last night I sat on my bed and pulled out an old scrap book full of cards that have been given to me and special words spoken over me. It was only 20 minutes or so, but it was encouraging. I like being reminded that I'm the same person I was 9 years ago; sometimes I feel so disconnected from that girl. I live in a completely different world - I spend my days mostly with a new set of people, in new surroundings, analyzing new information, being perceived in new ways and processing through new thoughts. I don't feel I'm in too much danger of losing my true self... not really any way, but I do feel the tiredness of it all, of moment by moment being so many other things in the eyes of other people. It's nice to sit on my bed, and be just me, just by myself with no room for misconceptions.