There is a kind of paradox, I find, when I overcome resistance and get out to do my mindful walk. The resistance is actually the most uncomfortable part. When I surrender and do the practice, there is peace, even happiness. Strangely then, since I enjoy it when I get there, why so much resistance and why is such effort needed?
I wonder about it. Perhaps it is simply a habit-based feeling. Or is it self-sabotage? I know that it happens to everyone. Is it the unruly mind 'bunking off'? In the podcast Wendy speaks about how effort can be needed when you are feeling under the weather and unable to concentrate. But she warns that too much effort can make you feel tense and can be counterproductive. It's all about (wait for it) being mindful of what is going on for you. I think that is what the practice (any mindful practice) will ultimately teach you. We are not machines, we are moody things and we carry the day's events with us, at least at first when we enter the practice. Wendy mentions a meditation master who had to employ 'strong mindfulness' to be able to meditate whilst suffering from a serious illness. He had to fathom a way to get back on track with his practice. If it happens to him it can happen to anyone. But It is encouraging because it shows that with a little effort, you can get there.
It is all experience. It is all good. If we didn't meet resistance we would never know how to overcome it.
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