What if our most despised attribute can serve us?
I suppose it started with a seed, planted by the world renowned functional doctor, Dr. Tent. Before him, I wasn’t aware of any ‘problem’.
When trying to figure out why my body was attacking itself, I admitted that I was an alcoholic.
Dr. Tent then went on a rant. What I got out of it was this: I have something called monkey mind, you can see it in my eyes, just like Catherine Zeta Jones. People in his family have it, and they have to run 10 miles a day to quiet it- or else they’ll turn to drinking.
Okay, lots of generalizations there, but what he said stuck with me.
I looked up ‘Monkey Mind’.
I tried meditation to quiet it.
I tried exercise.
I silently and innocently cursed my father, for giving me this trait I share with him.
I took the supplements that doctor sold me to quiet my mind, food grade lithium, I believe he said it was.
It made sense to me that I enjoyed quieting it with stiff drinks for so many years. I didn’t know what it was, I just knew it made me terribly uncomfortable.
I didn’t know what to do with it.
What if I don’t shush it?
What if I use it?
What if it’s a super strength?
Day #564