Practicing Mindfulness

I’m continuing on my journey back towards the French lifestyle, and while not without its speed bumps, I’m making progress.

One thing that I’ve been wanting to do for a while is actually make a habit of meditating. I don’t consider myself to have a ‘meditation personality,’ but with everyone studying it and claiming how good it is for you, I figured I’d give it a shot. Plus, it seems to fit within the French lifestyle since it’s all about mindfulness and checking in with your body.

I know I’m motivated by apps and daily check in reminders (I do love a good streak), so on Sunday night I downloaded the Headspace app to get myself into the mentality of meditating for a few minutes a day. I started my new meditation habit on Monday morning, mediating first thing in the morning before doing anything else. Immediately I noticed a difference in my morning. For one, it took less time to write and the words just seemed to flow better. I also felt motivated to do a few yoga moves later in the morning to loosen myself up before work. I would never have done that without meditating first.

On Tuesday, I went to an actual yoga class after my morning mediation. I lost myself  in the yoga class more  than I normally do, because this time I was actually focused on moving with my breath. That never happens. Usually I’m thinking about what I’ll eat after class, or whether the yoga instructor will end on time. Let the record state that class didn’t end on time, but I wasn’t too bothered about it.

This morning I waited to meditate until after my run, but I was already caught up in the morning’s routine and it was hard to convince myself to sit down and do it. Not that I didn’t want to, but I started thinking it could be put off until post-shower, and it would’ve snowballed from there. It wasn’t my best meditation session either, but at least I did it. That’s the best achievement I can claim.

Then a weird thing happened. After meditating, I was unusually compulsive about putting away dishes and tidying up the apartment before I left for work. I even ironed my shirt, which was only slightly wrinkled. For me, ironing in the morning is done on an emergency-only basis, and this was no emergency. It just felt like something that I ought to do for the sake of my coworkers not having to look at my wrinkled shirt all day, so I did it.

That all said, I’m not sure if meditation can be credited for all of this, so I’m going to stay vigilant and see if things continue to change from day-to-day. So far, I’m liking the changes!

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