Suffering is built into the fabric of life and there is a certain amount of it that’s completely unavoidable. We don’t need to personalize it.
As one breathes in and out with careful attention, one may simply note the varying sensations of breath as soft or hard, wet or dry, cool or warm, and moving or still.
My response to suicidal ideation was that there must’ve been something severely wrong with me. That I was broken.
When the mind gets lost in thought, we gently note the distraction as whatever it may be and then return our attention to the sensation of breathing.
My grief was none other than love that I didn’t want to feel. Love that was so great it felt too dangerous to allow out.
Mindfulness of feeling tones is the practice of bringing attention to the way that sensations are met in our experience.
We begin to question certainty in anything, understanding that certainty moves a person down the continuum toward violence.
Some people have a moment of desperation followed by spiritual revelation. Some people have near death experiences and see their lives flash before their eyes. I had neither of those.