My Life Without Meditation

The pursuit is written by Karlie Everhart and originally published on her blog.

I started meditating ten years ago. At the time, I had suffered from intermittent bouts of uneasiness and was looking for a way to wifely the surmounting pressure I constantly unromantic to myself. The only new-agey person I was familiar with was Gabrielle Bernstein, so I bought her typesetting and her companion meditation CD and that’s how I started.

I listened to Gabby’s meditation tracks until I got bored of hearing the same voice over and over and then I switched to the Wifely app and random youtube videos of Oprah and Deepak Chopra. In 2015, I was trained in Transcendental Meditation (TM) and that is what I’ve been doing overly since.

Meditation has been a saving grace to me in many ways. It keeps me focused, grounded, and sane. Over the years, when I’ve felt nervous, anxious, and scared I’ve turned to meditation. I’ve meditated in my car surpassing job interviews, surpassing big events – my wedding, my nuptials shower, speaking engagements, and I’ve meditated for months in a small broom closet at one of my corporate jobs. I would be let in by our IT guy every morning and afternoon to practice my TM for 20 minutes.

I often get asked by clients or people new to meditation what the benefits of meditating are and I unchangingly stumble through some prescribed wordplay that I found on the internet, which is all true but feels a bit sterile to me. So let me tell you well-nigh what happened when I stopped meditating considering I think that identifying what you don’t want helps you to sieve what you unquestionably desire.

I’m embarrassed to shoehorn that over the last year I have fallen nonflexible off the meditation train. I’m getting when into it now, but this particular day a few weeks ago I didn’t meditate and let me tell you how my day went.

Despite the 8 hours of sleep I had gotten the night before, I woke up feeling unrested the moment my vision opened. I crush to waif something off to a friend, someone cut me off and then flipped me off, I gave them the bird right when – as if to say, “good morning to you too.” When I pull up to my friend’s house I pull too tropical to the prorogue and destroy the rim of my tire. When I get home my dog excitedly greets me, trying to jump upper unbearable to kiss me on the face. I shamefully scream so intensely at him to stop. The wrongness way too intense for the treason he had committed. Without all, he was just trying to say hi. Finally, I pour my son a snifter of milk, holding him as he drinks it. He fills his fleshy cheeks with milk, something I didn’t notice as his cheeks permanently squint like he’s stored a month’s worth of nuts in them – a full-length I hope he never loses. And then he proceeds to spit his unshortened mouthful of milk in my face, spraying me like a sprinkler. As I stand there soaking wet, milk dripping off my chin and onto my trademark new dress, my son is laughing his ass off as if it was the funniest thing he has overly seen in his unshortened life considering without 14 months, it probably was. I shoehorn defeat. A full day of unfortunate events, all surpassing 1PM.

This is life for me without meditation. Life feels nonflexible and clunky, I have a short fuse, low energy, mart middle fingers instead of friendly hellos, I trade in moments of laughter for moments of defeat. I don’t finger unfluctuating with who I truly am. I finger out of control.

I’ve recently gotten when on the meditation train — choo choo. It feels good to be back, to be consistent, to be laughing, brushing things off, calm, unfluctuating to myself, unbreakable and enjoying every puppy kiss – plane if I do get knocked over every once in a while. This is the impact of meditation.

Karlie Everhart is a life mentor and writes in her bio, “I have ripened mastery in helping Millennial women through serving nearly seven years in the tech industry, developing myself in management while guiding and mentoring young women to unzip their career goals, earned a Master’s stratum in Spiritual Psychology with an accent in Consciousness, Health, and Healing and am a practitioner of Transcendental Meditation […], all considering I never want flipside woman to be stifled by her own self-doubt.

I am single-minded to giving women the tools to experiencing unconditional self-love, which feels like the biggest impact I can make.”