Some days I find it very hard to 'sit' with my feelings during meditation. I acknowledge them and then sit very uncomfortably with them during the periods of meditation. Yesterday they were manic feelings—I nicknamed the hastening heart-the flitty 'doing mode' that I picture as what a hummingbird may feel like. There are two modes on those days- going wildly fast and dead stop. Another one I find hard to sit with is feelings of disappoint with myself – the shroud.
I am writing today about my feelings during yesterday's meditation and the interesting thing is I can look back at those feelings. Yesterday and they seemed overwhelming and consuming. Today I see them for what they are—passing trains.