I apparently get easily distracted, when I'm trying to work out of the depressive state.
I had plans, but I used my time for other stuff.
The gardening actually helps - the farmer is right! There's something therapeutic about it.
My Gosh, I know the farmer is right, she always has been, but as she said, I need to find my own road to peace. Find the peace I side.
And in the middle of all the weeds, it came to me, just like that - in a snap.
The reason I think, I didn't notice this before is, that I look at the whole picture. And that's a never ending task, the weeding.
But the farmer said to focus on a square meter, or 2. And then just sit there letting the thoughts roll around, until they remove them selves bit by bit, the more focused you get.
But the farmer said to focus on a square meter, or 2. And then just sit there letting the thoughts roll around, until they remove them selves bit by bit, the more focused you get.
I let the animal(s) play next to me, to feel safe. They have fun, and I end up feeling better. The garden too btw.
So today I try again to meet a stranger to sell strawberry plants. I have taken down the add now, it is just a test of my own public skills in my own safe environment. Besides I have no more plants to sell.
So even though I don't really follow my schedule, I do get out of bed and I do get some stuff done.
It also helps the mind in the evening a little bit. At least I can be useful for something, even though I can't drive because of insomnia and have difficulties to talk with people.
That's not especially a great skill set in regards of getting a job, but then I may have to aim for another type of job.
I don't know, maybe I'll have an epiphany while removing weeds.
0 kommentarer:
Post a Comment