I had my first taste of mindfulness/meditation practice in my third year of university. I had just sustained my third and possibly worst concussion as a rugby player and I was determined to do every and anything I could to heal and get back on the field.
The only problem was that the treatment protocol for concussions was rest. Do nothing.
If you know me well – or even at all – the idea of sitting around and doing absolutely nothing to get better was terrifying for me. I was at the mercy of time, crippled by the awareness that there was nothing I could do.
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