A Door In Germany Broke Down And The Most Memetacular Thing Happened. Inktober 2014. Shake & tumble (A young Patrick Stewart as Oberon in A Midsummer...) Like water off a duck’s back - stress. You are chill.
You’re not a worrier. Being under pressure hardly ruffles your feathers at all. How do you do it? I’m not talking about appearing to be calm when the shit is flying in the general direction of the fan, I’m talking about people who just “let it all roll off” and don’t get too bent out of shape on the inside. Maybe you’ve got too much to do at work, deadlines are looming and your boss is breathing down your neck. The specific problem isn’t important… the issue is, you have what seems like an impossible task or situation and there is a good chance there will be unpleasant consequences if you can’t deliver as expected. But you, you take it all in stride. Do you have a philosophy of some sort that you invoke in these cases? Mental tricks, psychological techniques, some sort of positive self-talk? Simply don’t give much of a shit?
Olive's Pups - Puppy Enrichment Center - Dog Bless You. Spotting meditation posture bad habits. Bodhipaksa A lot of slumping and over-arching results from holding the pelvis at the wrong angle.
So some slumping and over-arching can be corrected quite simply by changing your posture. Again, it’s best to have an experienced meditation teacher check your posture, but if you can’t manage that then there are some self-tests you can do. Slip your hand under your buttocks (I bet you never thought meditation was going to be so much fun!). There are two little bones that protrude downwards through your buttocks. If you can’t feel those bones then rock your pelvis back and forwards. If the top of your pelvis tilts forwards (causing your back to over-arch), then the sitting bones slide off the back of your hands. Engrossing, non-disturbing book recommendations - books. Anxiety along with a tendency to depression is kicking up lately, and I'm having a hard time finding non-disturbing yet entertaining things to distract myself with.
I need recommendations of books that will be engrossing enough to keep me interested without dark/scary/disgusting/horrifying elements. Houseplants of Gor. The spider plant cringed as its owner brought forth the watering can.
"I am a spider plant! " it cried indignantly. No I do not sparkle. - depression sad summer. Summer SAD-- this constant light is killing me.
Anyone have any ideas for getting through the next couple of months? Blizzard ahead-- you might want to put some chains on your tires before proceeding. Short version: does anyone have any ideas, no matter how ridiculous they may seem, to help me convince my body that it is dark outside when it isn't? Really, really long version: I have always had problems with summer. When I lived in the American midwest and on the east coast, the heat was horrible, of course. I have a mild sun allergy, which I know how to deal with-- cover allll the skin, all the time. I've been googling, but all I get about "Summer SAD" or "Reverse SAD" is the occasional mention in an article about the standard, winter version, and the writers always seem to think that the summer version is only and always hypomania. So I'm brainstorming, and all my ideas are stupid so far, and I would love some help in coming up with more stupid ideas.
Please help me get out of bed. The thing that I hate about you is everything. - difficult coworker roommate. How do you dial it back when you've gotten to the point where you seem to be permanently, irrationally annoyed with someone?
Imagine that this is a person who you can't avoid completely - a coworker, roommate, in-law, something like that. First off, I hope people understand what I'm talking about here, and that I'm not the only one who gets this way. Sometimes I get to the point where just EVERYTHING someone does irritates me. It might start off where it's something small, like a coworker causing me problems through his/her incompetence, or a friend's significant who I just don't much care for, or a roommate with different standards of cleanliness, or whatever. But sometimes, if I'm not careful to head it off, eventually I get to the point where being in the person's presence is like fingernails on a chalkboard.
Summer is coming. - SAD season. I am angered and disgusted with myself for being so contemptuous - whyamisuchacrabass. Short anecdote: "Contempt" was one of those words that I encountered regularly ("contempt of court"), but for which I never really knew the meaning ("lest" is another one).
Anyway, I finally decided to look up the definition, and when I flipped open the dictionary to the word, I saw a picture of me, scowling like I always do. And something clicked - contempt is how I feel about almost everyone! None of these people are my friends, per se - they're people I encounter either through family, work or my wife (i.e. her friends' spouses); some of them are strangers that I see. And none of these people have done anything to me personally. In fact, most of the time, they're not doing anything to anyone.