Look what happens
So I get to meditating for a couple days right? Feeling good feeling sharp. Of course, a wave of imaginary psychological push back has had me death grip again. It is so much fucking effort to be present. Like, omg. The calm is terrifying.
It is time to push back on the push back. The discomfort of awareness directly translates to burping if you ask me. The hardest thing about getting better at it is focusing on it. It is such an uncomfortable thing, if you think about it. The pressure of building the air, the effort of holding open your throat (I mean... Maybe that’s the key to the next level. Maybe I shouldn’t be using much effort at all. I digress tho lmao.) and pushing out the belch with the correct ratio of loud vs long. It’s the same shit lol. It’s uncomfortable and sometimes tastes bad. Might make you nauseous. But like you have to lean into the discomfort of belching on command just like you have to lean into the discomfort of life.
Maybe I should come up with a belching concept to focus on once in a blue moon. This one is being comfortable with the discomfort of belching.
After all, that’s why it’s hot, right? Cuz the burper has the will and control to push through. The same determination that would make for a good fuck. It’s knowing you can push yourself and impress (or... disgust) people. lol.