Got through Thanksgiving...
both physically and emotionally abstinent.
My focus was on staying calm and compassionate toward my sister-in-law, my husband and the world at large, including the people who can eat stuffing, gravy, pumpkin pie etc. (Of course I don't think anyone SHOULD be doing that, but if you want to destroy your mind and body, that ain't my business.) I brought my own veggies and fruit for a snack and then came home for my paleo dinner.
Last Wednesday, I got through some hellacious airport bureaucratic bs yesterday with a minimum of bitching, whining or freaking out. I mostly stayed in my yoga/meditation happy place and tried to believe that everyone involved was doing the best they could. They even let me slide when it turned out my state ID had expired which could have derailed the whole process.
Yesterday I went to the DMV to deal with the expired ID situation. More line-standing and potential for rage against the machine, but I worked my program as much as I could and remembered that I least I would be leaving the DMV someday, unlike the employees, who therefore needed my compassion, and possibly pity. And they did get me through there in about two hours, and I will soon have my new ID. (And it was my own lack of mindfulness of when my ID was going to expire that put me there in the first place.)
Did I mention that my husband bought a harp?
My focus was on staying calm and compassionate toward my sister-in-law, my husband and the world at large, including the people who can eat stuffing, gravy, pumpkin pie etc. (Of course I don't think anyone SHOULD be doing that, but if you want to destroy your mind and body, that ain't my business.) I brought my own veggies and fruit for a snack and then came home for my paleo dinner.
Last Wednesday, I got through some hellacious airport bureaucratic bs yesterday with a minimum of bitching, whining or freaking out. I mostly stayed in my yoga/meditation happy place and tried to believe that everyone involved was doing the best they could. They even let me slide when it turned out my state ID had expired which could have derailed the whole process.
Yesterday I went to the DMV to deal with the expired ID situation. More line-standing and potential for rage against the machine, but I worked my program as much as I could and remembered that I least I would be leaving the DMV someday, unlike the employees, who therefore needed my compassion, and possibly pity. And they did get me through there in about two hours, and I will soon have my new ID. (And it was my own lack of mindfulness of when my ID was going to expire that put me there in the first place.)
Did I mention that my husband bought a harp?