My University has a roommate, every time a bad mood, it will take a few dirty pants to go to the water room wash-the pants flat on the first floor under the tap on the platform, sprinkle washing powder, with a brush it a bit hard to brush the front brushing brush back, a pair of pants brush clean brush to another, when her clothes finished all the pants, I see her face Yin Sunny. I asked her, why wash the pants can be washed out of the cured sense? She says, scrubbing in the process a sense of order to let her peace of mind. Listen frequency unified voice, do the sound the rhythm of the action, she the vent negative emotions, the sort out the confusion of thoughts, accompanied by the scrubbing of the clothes for the consistent and orderly operation, completed to her satisfaction set things right.
Remember a friend said fitness addictive, a stretching done in place, the body recovery, and then do the next stretch, repeated after body the secretion of the pleasurable endorphins; there is a friend that sketch is decompression, especially in the processing of the projection portion, the arm sliding back and forth, the painting is completed, the shadow from the heart is transferred to the paper.
These stories make me think of previously seen a sad time to the kitchen to of the Turkish novel, The Book has a residence in New York of the original Filipino immigrants Lilia, she suffered a series of life landslide events: with the paralyzed husband of the Cold War and confrontation, the two adopted children of misunderstanding and rejection. Desperate she went to the kitchen over and over to test a section called“soufflé” fragile desert to seek solace.
She gave her a long time to be placed in the kitchen, prepare the ingredients, stirred eggs, with great expectations to open the oven door, intently staring at the cake, a second to count this cake can last for a few seconds will collapse. Collapse then start again. Repeat making a soufflé in her terms, is in a life after the collapse, rebuild another life a powerful bearer. I thus seen that the so-called addictive, calm, decompress, and heal, a sense of order all contributed, it is to save the bad mood for the recipe.
To my own experience, a sense of order has repeatedly put about the fall of their salvage up. When I'm not being a favorite by schools for admission after the face of the lack of visibility of the future, I realized that their fulcrum in slowly and lax. The cohesive force of the regain from the night run begins, I'm wearing headphones listening to dynamic music, one leg landing for the other leg forward, step-step-stepping quasi-rhythm, a breath renewal, a circle of running after the preset amount. When I work a lot of pressure to do it yourself Norton green pepper potato silk can defuse my worries to. I enjoy the cut potato silk process, focusing on each of the hand from the knife down, put the whole potatoes with a knife cut into thin slices, then stack them and cut into filaments, the heart will be leap out of a huge sense of accomplishment.
Night run is also good, shredded worth mentioning, are some difficulty coefficient is very low trivial. But in doing these little things in the process, my body forces gradually add up, the mind the thoughts the more the context is clear. Anxiety is precipitated, the pain is sustained, the target is the focus, when this one little thing, done after I accumulate enough impact real challenge of the energy.
And their move for many years, gradually summed up the heart of the law: the order itself can make people more easy to predict the next state, in this one-hour empty inside, as long as I methodically completed each of the monotonous small steps, we can finish this thing itself, the life in the other puzzles the principle also comply with this logic. A sense of order for life challenge with empathy, detached from the problem itself, without any distractions to focus on the present moment, evoking the body's sense of rhythm, the scattered confidence a little collage to outsider frame of mind to look at everything, the easier to encounter inspiration, to solve the dilemma.
A sense of order people rarely flustered confused in. A person lives in the collapse, was initially from the details of life revealed an inkling, so in the mood of the depression more to a trifle as a starting point to see Earth build life a sense of order. Matters more is getting out of hand, inside the more is to crash, the more people need to start small on a sense of order, and draw out a surge up the spirit, ready to go, and then skyrocket.