I lost my sister in February. She was taken from us all way too early! She was a kind and gentle person that loved life and was not afraid to speak up for what's right or for people that don't feel they have a voice. I have no predetermine paragraph to write or story to share, rather a reminder to myself to try not to take things for granted. To not always listen to the loudest voice in the room or in my head. That I cannot control thoughts and I cannot control feelings and that's okay - the sooner I'm able to accept this, the sooner I will find some peace. I must now, and always for that matter, give myself extra grace and love for OCD is so hard on the person that it inhabits. Over the years, when things have gotten really tough, I continue to go back to a meditation that allows me to sit with what I'm feeling, unattached from the thoughts, and share intense kindness and love with me. Here's a link to the meditation from Kristin Neff: Soften. Sooth. Allow.
A very personal blog about how I've used mindfulness to treat my OCD.