So, on Day 14, I have a confession--on some days, practicing ease goes out the window and is replaced by fear.
Today, I've been fearful. Afraid of these physical symptoms. Afraid I've done real harm to my body. Afraid I'm not getting better. Heck, even afraid to GET better.
Some days, fear takes over. It can run amuck over your intentions. Make me feel panicky and yucky. I get lost in research. I get lost in the what ifs. It's only been right now I realized its in my best interest to stop the craziness. Begin breathing again (pretty sure I have been shallow breathing all day long). Dive into my journal. And after that, read something fun. I'm getting into watching golf, so reading a golf magazine is really fun. It's going on my bucket list to learn how to play once I'm well 🏌⛳️