I had some success today, a few hours ago in the late afternoon. Last night and this morning were sub-neutral, to slightly bad. Lots of tiredness and resistance to the chore of doing anything about the “bulging carpet “. A few efforts last night, but mainly resistance and a strong thought /feeling something like: “I don’t think I can do this, I want to, but how? Every other time I I tried to journal, or work things out, whatever success I have fades”.
Later this morning, a lot of old objections to actualism came up. I pondered these, and thought that it was obvious that I am not going to go forward without looking into them again. It didn’t take too long, and I won’t write about them, as they are obviously ‘me’ doing ‘me’ things. Around that time, I started feeling a lot better. I had done some AFT reading last night, and in the morning, especially rereading the “peasant mentality “ articles and discussions.
I decided that now I was feeling good, I would go for a walk. For the purposes of setting the scene for the success later, I am living in a rich suburb which is very peaceful and situated next to the river. Feeling that “fresh feeling “ that I am learning to look out for and sustain, I was enjoying a picturesque experience as the sun and breeze enhanced the freshness. I was looking at all the extremely expensive houses by the river, enjoying looking at them and gardens, and seeing the balconies I liked, and magnificent gum trees. After a while I started to critique a few houses I didn’t like. An internal dialogue of criticism. I noticed within 50 meters that the fresh feeling wasn’t there! It was so obvious what had happened. The “tracing back to when I last felt good “ was only 50 meters behind me! Identifying what ‘I’ had done, and rememorating the fresh feeling, and it was back!
I am very pleased with this event. I don’t remember ever having so obviously and swiftly affectively noticed “feeling good” ceasing, and got back to feeling good simply be identifying when it ceased.
Now, obviously, being in an affluent suburb, by an peaceful river, in the lovely late afternoon sun with Perths famous “freo doctor” breeze on my face, was a big part of giving me this experience. However, it still was the method as advertised!
A win is a win, as they say.