Anger: a Tipping Point
At the start of my spiritual journey, one of my best friends committed suicide by jumping off a tall building.
After that depression and shock sank in, life handed me a cherry on top. My best friend through all of college, my roommate, in fact, hooked up with my college sweetheart, my boyfriend and rock for years.
At the time I was full of rage, also inevitably of the deeper emotions I did not want to face—disappointment, sadness, and at its root, grief.
I felt particularly alone at this point in my life.
Ifelt wronged and betrayed by the closest people in my life. I was uncertain of my future. What was I going to do with degrees in art and creative writing, anyway?
At my lowest low, came the seed of my greatest transformation: mindfulness.
To be with my feelings of sadness, fury, the stomach, the heart, the good old vagus nerve, the painful thoughts and "unbearable" physical sensations.
Avoid, avoid, avoid and distract.
To face directly?
To this day, the book Anger by TNH one of the most prolific--affiliate link.
Forgive them! It read. NO! Iwrote definanlty in the margins.
Years later, a yoga student asked, "Do people ever tell you you're contagiously happy? HA!
To be real with my readers was to be comfortable being real with myself and my not-so-glamorous history
It startes with you, the choice to be courageous and get the root of your suffering.
Face it directly and rise above it.
What I mean is that like the quote, "you won't be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger," I am beginning to suspect that all of this negativity coming my way is somehow my own doing.