I didn’t practise. Sorry. I think I will each time but I don’t until the day of the next lesson and then I feel horrible like an imposter.
I know.
I know you know.
I didn’t know you knew I knew.
I do. Are you angry?
No.
I really want to do this.
I know you do.
I don’t know why I don’t.
“Why” is an unlikely way to solve it.
What else is there?
Electric shock therapy.
Seriously?
Joke.
Not funny.
Ok. Someone once pointed out that at any given time on the New York Times best seller list, there’s always books on how to lose weight, how to get rich, how to quit smoking.
I know that.
And if they worked they wouldn’t be on the best seller list. It would be game over but because it doesn’t work – they keep selling.
…and your point is?
Those beliefs that they are helpless or imposters or bad are perpetual for most people. Hating yourself won’t make you practise.
Right.
The mind loves to find fault and dwell on it. Seeing it sometimes interrupts it.
Why do we do this?
Don’t know.
Why? Sorry, but why?
Don’t know but asking why won’t change it, I only know what works in my experience. Maybe you should check with your astrologer?
Any other advice?
Do it secretly.
Don’t tell anyone.
Don’t tell yourself, that’s how your downfall starts by talking to yourself about it and how you are not doing it. Plus aren’t you just one person? Who are you talking to as though one of you is a talker and one of you is a listener?
Interesting theory.
My theory is that this is trying to grow something so leave the roots alone. Talking about it is like pulling them out of the soil to show people it exists. Then you killed it.