Lundie

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Talking is overrated. The sheer volume of words out there is beyond overwhelming. I’m coming off several days of feeling like I got hit by a truck. I’m guessing something flu-ish but nothing so severe to warrant a doctor’s visit. One of the things I didn’t feel like doing was writing. So, I didn’t. Feeling

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The weather has been weird. Typical fall I guess? After lovely chilly weather, it’s gotten warm and muggy again. It was falling to highs in the low sixties, and rumor has it that it will be in the 80s tomorrow. Ugh. Had to turn the AC back on. No sleep for me without it. I

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Heard a new perspective today on complaining. It’s actually an attempt by the ego to feel superior. It’s a way for my brain, my ego, to decide that I’m too good for something, or I’m now better than another because of some perceived slight. I don’t realize how much of my regular conversation is some

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Sometimes, when I sit down to write, my mind just goes completely blank. Earlier today I had a couple ideas of what I wanted to write about, but now that it’s evening, I’m not even sure that writing matters. Deep down I know that’s not true. Sticking with writing is good work. It’s healthy for

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I turned a corner in my meditation practice today. Continued listening to the audiobook “The Journey into Yourself” by Eckhart Tolle. I’m now able to see meditation as a positive pursuit of presence in the moment rather than a resistance to thoughts and distractions. I have always had trouble with the unpleasantness of resistance, and

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Float-y

The song in my head: Eon, by Celldweller Testing out the early morning writing as opposed to end-of-the-day writing. Fresh from my lap swim at the Y, I have more hope for the day. Not exactly rosy sunny glasses or anything, but somehow morning-person-hood is a little more positive. I supposed it feels like I’m

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In order to stay in the game here, I am going to try the 10 minutes of writing to keep the words flowing. I never really set a theme for this writing session. Pretty much just “Lundie’s Life” which is everything and nothing in the way of writing topics. I don’t want to just sit

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Meh.

Skipped yesterday’s writing. Ooops! Gosh, I don’t know how I can lose so many pairs of earbuds. It makes listening to my audiobook very difficult. Today I’m still listening to “The Journey Into Yourself” by Eckhart Tolle. It’s hitting the spot. Writing today is not coming easily, but here I am. The temps have dropped

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Living in the moment. I’m actively pursuing this process. I’m amazed at how much of my life is geared to NOT living in this moment. I find that at work I dig in and am so focused that I am not so much “alert” as I am driven. I have a goal/a purpose/a task and

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I’m super tired of politics. I’m super tired of watching Trump say something, then turn around and say “I never said that.” I cannot understand how this man got to be a presidential candidate. His behavior is something I’d reprimand my 11 year old for doing. I read an article in Scientific American about a