Australia Day walk
Mindfulness
Remembering an Australia Day walk (2017.)
What is it like to walk without a constant commentary? I used to know.
Today I speculate as I sit here on the park bench and practice grounding and mindfulness.
I push my feet into the ground and say out loud, “My name is Pauline Fountain. Today is? I don't know except it's Australia Day.”
I tap on my iPhone screen.
"My name is Pauline Fountain. Today is Thursday 26 January 2017, 10.10 am.”
I have picked frangipani flowers. They have always been my favourite. So I mindfully consider them: shape, texture, colour and smell.
I drink water from a plastic bottle and do the same. Shape, texture, colour and smell. I add temperature, taste and sound.
I hear my Psychologist’s words.
“What does this prove Pauline?” she asks.
“I don't know,” genuinely clueless.
“You can function well living in the present moment,” she explains.
I practice her recommended strategies to ease the commentary.
I close my eyes and identify five sounds. Then 4. Then 3. Then 2. Then 1.
I open my eyes and repeat this task visually. Five different items. Noting location and colour. My eyes dart, skipping from one to another. I try to slow down, but my mind is unable to process further details or harness this intensity.
Finally I try to identify five silences. Bombarded by the overstimulation of noise. Stillness reassures my senses that quiet exists.
My mindfulness completed. My breathing is calm and controlled.
I sit awhile and the commentary begins again.
It’s time to walk home.
What is it like to walk without a constant commentary?
What it is like to walk without commentary on that commentary?
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Now? 6 June 2021, 10.44 am.
Did this ever leave?
My capacity to process independent thoughts is exhausting.
What is it like to think without a constant commentary?
What it is like to think without commentary on that commentary?
It’s worse. My commentary is out of sync.
Time for grounding and mindfulness.
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Pauline Fountain
Writing and photography provide a creative outlet to reflect with meaning on my life.
My mental health? Bipolar 1 (Rapid Cycling), Complex PTSD and Functional Neurological Disorder.
My son’s gentle wisdom furnishes me with the gift of hope.
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