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Showing posts with label Zen (Mindfulness place) 2020. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zen (Mindfulness place) 2020. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

My mindfulness place

In my classroom we have been imagine where our mindfulness place is. I have been doing this activity from the 4 of June to Wed 17 of June. Here is my activity.


4/6/2020


My mindfulness place is where I can get to think outside the box, having a soothingly undisturbed  time, hear what I hear, smell, feel, see, and what my feelings are.


 In my mindfulness place I can  hear birds chirping above my head, trying to gossip to other creatures in the forest. 

Standing quietly I can hear the run of smooth wind wiping a small frown off my face.

I could make out the sound of my breathing going in and out soothingly. It feels worrying to hear my breathing because usually it means I'm stressed.  

 I unexpectedly hear an alarmingly  loud BANG! The bang sounds like a herd of buffalos running down a hill, from a pack of Hyenas. 

Lastly, I hear it all stop and peacefully go back to the peaceful forest it used to be.


5/6/2020

I said to myself, this is what I feel in my mindfulness place. 

I can feel the enjoyable, cosy breeze of wind wipe a frown off of my face.

I feel my hair soothingly blowing my hair around, like a rollercoaster going up down , up down. 

I enjoy the feel of my feet touching the soothingly soft grass below my feet.

I can lastly feel my body is all relaxing like a chair that has never been used.


8/6/2020

In my meditation place I can smell cow pats from a distance.

I then smell the fresh air circling my surrounding like a tornado.

I accidentally smell my own CHEESE breath drifting around, my face like a raft in the sea.

I can lastly smell the tree stump that is creating a new life. I can smell this because I am focused. I become one with the forest.


11/6/2020

In my meditation place I can see clouds moving as slow as a 123 year old snail.

As I look up, I can see birds flying around, as if they are trying to stamp or trying to pummel a tree.

My eyes unexpectedly look at my feet. I then look at the cow patty stuck in between my toes.

I lastly look at my reflection at the nearby pond.  As I gaze upon my reflection I relax and fall into a deep sleep.