As I sit down to record the beginning of my meditation project, I find it curious the tension that is building up in my body. That lovely sense of feeling like no matter what I do it’s going to be pointless returning once again. Even while in the bathtub doing a bit of manscaping, “It was there.”
Some of the imagery that has come up isn’t pretty and I do understand the source of said recollections as clearly as day. So… Using the roar of my AC as a white noise source to focus on and a Forest Birds and Stream soundtrack I have to give everything a more soothing affect, I’m quite certain that if I take a few minutes to drop to Center to manage things, “Evicto, will be a most effective word to drive the negative physical energy out!”