Some years ago, I learned to be aware of what I’m thinking. Now I’m learning to be aware of what I’m feeling. With every thought or action comes a feeling, and just as with thoughts, there are no good or bad feelings, but some things make me feel better than others. Nowadays, I focus on feeling better.
Imagine you’re in an elevator without buttons, and to go up you have to think the best feeling thought possible at that moment. When you’re feeling down, feelings of bliss are not readily available, but by reaching for a thought that gives relief, and focusing on it, you introduce into your mind thoughts that hold a similar frequency and before you know it you’re up one level. Litterally being uplifted, you can then tap into an even better feeling thought and focus on that for a while, feeling yourself get more lighthearted every time you go up a level.
So yesterday, while chopping veggies, feeling somewhat stressed due to a perceived lack of time, I chose not to mind the time and instead enjoy chopping. I was only going up one thought a time, but before I knew it, I was delighted about cutting vegetables. The more I loved it, the easier it got. I loved how heavy the huge knife weighed in my hand. I loved how it sliced effortless through a thick orange carrot, how the slices were even and the slicing was fast. I loved the deep red color of the bell pepper and how its juice spread this fresh smell unique to peppers . I loved the gorgeous shiny, purple skin of the egg plant and how I cut it into perfect 1cm cubes. I even loved the unevenness of the sweet potato, providing some wonderful contrast.
Especially when you’re somewhere below ground level, it may take some time before you get the elevator to go up and stay up. But with practice, you’re bound to get better at it, riding the elevator with ease, riding it for the pure fun of riding it. May your elevator rides be as exhilarating as chopping veggies.