Jessi Frothingham

When Jessi suggested that I put my anxiety in the jar, my brain “poo-poo-ed” the idea: “ahh, that’ll never work” it exclaimed. But I did it anyway because it had declared meditation was “phoo-phoo” — just a bunch of people smoking weed and getting high. After less than a year of daily exercises, I found that notion to be nonsense. So I tossed my anxiety in the jar. It came with the fear that my best times were not only behind me but i hadn’t really appreciated them when they had occurred. So my sadness about that went in too. Then I took a breath, and was amazed that I could readily take a breath. With anxiety, those of us who experience it, know that breathing isn’t always easy. I was surprised when it was so easy and clear. I just wanted to say that this meditation worked. Not only did I feel better. But I can still breathe clearly, easily, and still feel that I haven’t lost anything, that my worries are still in the jar. I loved the fact that Jessi didn’t tell us to take them out of jar; since the jar is in our mind, stays with us but this way doesn’t poison other areas of our lives. Brilliant!! Kudos to you. Blessings to all! Warmly, Anne