In college, I had RAGING anxiety—and I didn’t even know it. It was almost a constant pressure that I emplaced upon myself, because I always wanted to meet the expectations of others. Those expectations also included academic deadlines, financial targets for bills, etc. This anxiety—to NOT fail—was a huge cloud over my head that brought constant worry.
This worry literally had a sound of a buh-gillion thoughts in my head; and as a result, my breathing would holt (as if breathing would be taking too much room that I needed for this sound). This worry even possessed a fast-paced rhythm that wouldn’t slow down unless I was either distracted by television, music, and/or sleep (but not slowed by much).
The funny thing is, I learned to live with it and thought it was healthy. Does this sound familiar to anyone? Can I get an A-men!? No?
Well one evening, at “the Rec”, our recreational center at LSU, I was invited by my roommate to join her in beginners’ yoga. Not knowing much about yoga, I had my preconceived notions going into it. I will say this 50-minute class wasn’t necessarily a pivotal moment in my life, but definitely a lesson learned.
Through simultaneous focus on my breathing and my body—I learned that I could “Stop the sound of worry for a moment & BREATHE”.
Flash forward to the age of 26 & a few months of yoga underneath my belt, I experienced not a second…but a third hospital stay for my MG crisis in a span of 3 months. At the time, my now husband and I were just 7 months shy from our wedding day. Not to mention, I went into my Family and Medical Leave—which essentially, is unpaid leave. Yikes!
I could only think about what I was missing at work and at home. That familiar sound of worry engulfed my body as a huge wave and all of the responsibilities of bills, work deadlines, and wedding planning were pulling me into the undertow. I needed to get a hold of my worry somehow. My go-to was yoga, but that wasn’t practical when you are expected to stay in a hospital bed.
I finally dug deep to figure out a happy medium: a practice that comprised less mobility & equated to the same amount of peace. The answer was then clear to me “I have to try meditation”.
A wedding (a move & 2 hospitalizations) later and I am still meditating. Yes, I have tried different forms of it, but my practice has grown nonetheless. Out of my 27 years, I have felt THEE most calm I’ve felt and here are the reasons why—
~7 gifts Meditation has brought me~
. Stops the world—for you to breathe
. Helps you understand that inner control is what you DO have control over
. Brings clarity to current and past situations
. Gives space to process emotions
. Brings enlightenment
. Helps you realize that your thoughts do NOT define you
. AND silence!
So, guys if you want some peace in your life, I would highly recommend giving meditation a try!
How has your experience been with meditation?