Must have been a ghost ship. . .


Days Without Pirate Attack

Friday afternoon – wham-o! An attack of self-judgment and loathing that took me through Saturday – seemed to come out of nowhere.  Now that I have been diligently practicing, I was a little bit surprised that it seemed to come without a trigger or any specific interaction.  Most people would name what happened as an “anxiety attack.”  I took a walk and tried to mentally re-trace my steps to see if I could spot the point when the brigands where on the horizon, but I couldn’t.

I did pretty well giving myself some kindness and comfort over the weekend, so back to practice this morning and a new day.


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