MASTER CLEANSE DAY UNO
All right. Master Cleanse time. I drink 8-12, 8 ounce glass bottles full of a mysterious elixer comprized of water, 2 tbs of lemon and lime juice, 2 tbs of grade b maple syrup, 1/10 a teaspoon of cayenne, and I shake it up and it is spicy and sweet and yummy. No food is alloud, and it is totally not a problem. I drink dons of tea and lucid dream every night I have been getting up earlier than ever and I am freakishly okay for basically not eating.
In the morning you drink a quart of luke warm sea salt and water and wait two hours and then see what actually flows out of you. It is pretty awesomely gross.
One observation that I have had is that I often loose things and my first instinct is to freak out and run around like a chicken with my head cut off. Here is a sample of the kind of thought that go through my head when I giggle my bag and can't hear my keys..."Oh my gosh, my keys are lost! Where are they? Oh no my cell phone is broken, I have no way to get ahold of any roommates. Maybe they are home. Darn if they aren't home then I have no way to get in. Okay.." I continue to fumble for the keys, now with my head in my bag. "I can't believe I am so stupid. blah blah blah...."
In meditation they talk about observing your thoughts like bubbles around you, and not feeling anything about them, (not letting your thoughts spin you out of control.) So now when I misplace something I notice that it wasn't where I expected and observe it like a bubble floating away. Then I continue with my daily life, and generally find the object when I forget that I was looking for it. The object cannot be deemed lost until I cannot find it. Freaking out after the initial thought does nothing but hinder the search.
Then I find my glasses right on topa my head, or my keys in my bag, or my cell phone in my pocket. I am a smart girl and my subconscious looks out for me.
In the morning you drink a quart of luke warm sea salt and water and wait two hours and then see what actually flows out of you. It is pretty awesomely gross.
One observation that I have had is that I often loose things and my first instinct is to freak out and run around like a chicken with my head cut off. Here is a sample of the kind of thought that go through my head when I giggle my bag and can't hear my keys..."Oh my gosh, my keys are lost! Where are they? Oh no my cell phone is broken, I have no way to get ahold of any roommates. Maybe they are home. Darn if they aren't home then I have no way to get in. Okay.." I continue to fumble for the keys, now with my head in my bag. "I can't believe I am so stupid. blah blah blah...."
In meditation they talk about observing your thoughts like bubbles around you, and not feeling anything about them, (not letting your thoughts spin you out of control.) So now when I misplace something I notice that it wasn't where I expected and observe it like a bubble floating away. Then I continue with my daily life, and generally find the object when I forget that I was looking for it. The object cannot be deemed lost until I cannot find it. Freaking out after the initial thought does nothing but hinder the search.
Then I find my glasses right on topa my head, or my keys in my bag, or my cell phone in my pocket. I am a smart girl and my subconscious looks out for me.
posted by Larken at 7:55 AM
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