Thursday, April 17, 2014

4/18/14—Speaking the Truth

I recently found myself speaking my truth about speaking my truth and someone reminded me of a post I made about that very topic way back. So today's post is partly that post and partly another on the same topic. 

When it comes to being honest, there have been times in the past where I would hold my tongue in certain cases to keep from being mean to others. Then over a while, I'd build up so much frustration over holding my tongue that some random person bears the wrath of my tongue, usually unfairly in relation to the situation. 

Over time I came to realize that holding your tongue to protect someone else's feelings is abusive to yourself. We need to enforce our boundaries in order for others to respect them. And we need to be true to ourselves in order to respect ourselves. 

In the past, I've not only held my tongue to save the feelings of others, but I also haven't made my own needs known. I've also put up with a lot of BS, overlooked a lot of lies, maintained a lot of soul crushing friendships and allowed myself to compromise my own comfort for the comfort of others. And you know what? I'm finally done. 

But it's important to note that we're also not respecting ourselves or others if we use our truth as a way of hurting others. Sometimes, though, a person is going to get hurt. Who wouldn't get hurt about "I no longer want to be your friend" or "I don't feel I can trust you"? If that's your truth there's no kinder way of saying it unless you blow all sorts of crap up their butt that you don't really feel. What's not kind is "I never really liked you anyway, bitch" or "you are a pathological liar."

I also believe there are times for honesty. I didn't used to. But I do now. You can call it "times for" honesty...or you can think of it as "degrees of" honesty. Over the years, I've learned that some people that ask for the truth don't really want to hear it and will argue and excuse anything you say. And then there are drama queens who ask for the truth, then when you give it to them, end up in a puddle of tears and resent you forever after. Finally, I've also learned that volunteering the truth when not asked isn't a wise move. 

So now my policy is this—eradicate those who can't handle an honest conversation from my life. Second, I try to be mindful of volunteering the truth to people who aren't asking for it. That's just a mistake. And, finally when people DO ask for honesty, I deliver it as kindly as possible. And if they don't like it, I don't allow myself to be manipulated to feel bad about it. Most people who know me know better than to ask for the truth if they don't want to hear it. But moreover, most people who know me are people who want to hear the truth, because that's the kind of person I like to be around. 

All that said, I think the truth is subjective. My truth about something may not be your truth. Even something as simple as "the sky is blue" can be argued by a colorblind person or a scientist who wants to discuss wavelengths and other things that affect the way we perceive the color of the sky. So I do think we need to consider the subjective nature of truth when it comes to assessing the honesty of others.

All told, I feel like I'm a pretty honest person. But I believe honesty is a vehicle you need to learn to drive. You shouldn't drive it uncontrollably. You shouldn't use it as a weapon. Nor should you drive it into the ground. You have to treat it with the respect it deserves.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

4/16/14—Being Sufficiently Moved

Sometimes I worry that I'll die talking about being an author, rather than actually being one. 

Sure, I've already been published by a major publisher. And in a few weeks, I will have written my 1000th blog post. But what I have in mind when I say I want to be an author is inspiring people or making them think on a MUCH larger scale. Think Rick Warren. Deepak Chopra. Or even a spiritual novelist like Dan Brown

As I've mentioned before, I had a premonition of sorts when I was three or four that I would be an author living in Maine. At the time it didn't appeal to me. Nor did it appeal to me at any point in my life until about 40 years later. This "vision" or whatever you want to call it, along with something deep inside me, makes me believe that everything up to this date was about preparing me for that moment. When I look back on my life and all the writing I've done, there is a clear path that's been paved to "author". 

And yet, I don't seem especially moved toward making that happen. With the Deck of 1000 Spreads, there was a NEED to get that out and into the marketplace. There was no hesitation. I was sufficiently moved to write it. And while I really feel like I've got some great ideas in the hopper for my next book, I'm not yet sufficiently moved. 

I suppose there are some fears behind that, but not the ones you might think. I'm not afraid I'm not good enough. I'm not really afraid I lack anything of value to say. What I'm more afraid of is being more public...having those critical eyes upon me in my private time. And I'm a bit intimidated by the responsibility of guiding people in spiritual ways. But more than anything, I think I'm just not sufficiently moved. I feel like I have things to say that need to be heard, but as far as a book goes right now, there's nothing I MUST say. 

Today on my Facebook feed, this video came up (link below). This 80 year old woman loved dancing as a child. As she grew older, life got in the way. She became a wife and a mother. Then in her empty nest years, she and her husband moved to Spain, where he died a year and half later. Looking for something to occupy her time, she took a dancing class. And she had moves women half her age couldn't muster.

I don't, for a moment, think any part of it was coincidence. I think this moment was as much a part of why that woman is here as her marriage and children. Same for Nico, her partner. You don't move that many people by mistake. It took her 80 years and a series of odd synchronicities to get there, but she got there. And she didn't just get there in a half assed way, she got there as a full-on badass. She didn't wait too long. In fact, the fact she was 80 punctuated the message.

To me, her message is that it's never too late to start what you came here to do. And if you're meant to do it, no obstacle will be large enough to stand in your way. What's most important is that, win or lose, it comes from the heart.

As I push myself to do more before it's too late, yet find myself less than motivated to do so, I think maybe my "Spain" or my "Nico"—the fuel for my fire—just hasn't come into my life yet. I don't want to spend a lifetime waiting, but as I see the way my life has unfolded, I can't help but feel that things happen when they need to happen and there's never a moment where we're not being guided forward. 

So what might you feel it's too late to start? What do you feel drawn to accomplish while you can? And if those two things are the same, how do you plan to proceed?

Sunday, April 13, 2014

4/14/14—Letting Things Be

I've let go. Today I don't hold any lingering resentment toward anyone or anything. It's less about being blissed out on beautiful spring day than it is no longer having the energy to hold on to anything negative for too long. 

And what they say is true. Focusing on all the stuff going wrong around you, whether it's people or circumstances, is really just a way to avoid all the stuff going wrong inside you. It's true. When you're not so transfixed on what she said or he did or how some situation took a turn for the worse, you can get some really amazing insights about yourself. Some of the insights might be unflattering, but all are there to heal. As a bonus, it also leaves room for you to process and appreciate more of the good stuff. 

Ultimately we all have our business to take care of here. Over the past couple of years I've made a conscious effort to let people have their crap. After all, I sure wouldn't want anyone up in my crap, so why would get all up in theirs? Whoever you are and whatever objectionable things you do, I'm doing  my best to move on. Including haters. Including things out of my control. Including even taxes. :) And when I can't move on, I use that as an opportunity to ask myself why...what button did that person push that is so painful for me? Because our "hate" for others really isn't about them. It's about something unhealed within us. 

So anyway, not a long post today. It just all of a sudden occurred to me that I had no lingering resentments about anything today—not even resentments about myself or my inactions or actions. I'm sure this has happened before, but I haven't noticed it consciously. It leaves the brain unusually empty, which is why the insights pop in. It's not good or bad, happy or sad. It just is. And suspecting that letting things just "be" is the only true path to lasting contentment, I'm good with that. 

Thursday, April 10, 2014

4/11/14—Riding With The Top Off

It's spring and I have a tiny little blue convertible. 

That could actually be my post for the day. Most of you have probably already envisioned yourself scooting off into the sunset based on that one sentence alone. But there's more to the story.

I bought my Honda del Sol 21 years ago when I was 30. In debating the purchase of my two-seater, I remember thinking, "this may be my last chance to own a horribly impractical car." So I bought it. And I don't think any single purchase in my life has brought me as much joy as that horribly impractical two-seater.

Over the years I've shared a lot of memories with this car. I like to use it to pick up Christmas trees, in part to see the look on the tree guys' faces, but also because it's good at hauling trees. It's been "totaled" a couple of times. A fender bender is enough to total it these days. The last time the guy was going to put a junk title on it, but I cried and told him it wasn't junk. So it still has a clear title. :D I no longer drive it on the highway anymore, though. SUVs are so big that it's hard to see my car. I mean, the car comes to maybe the middle of my torso. It's very low to the ground. Which makes 60mph feel like 80mph. Which is kind of fun. 

It has only failed to start on the first try twice in its lifetime. Both were because of dead batteries. See, I only drive it once a month or so. I had to get another car 10 years ago because the del Sol was no longer big enough for my family. Prior to that my big dog, Passion would sit in the passenger seat and people would laugh and stare because she looked so human with her straight back and forward gaze. Like one man got out of his car at a stoplight to say, "I couldn't tell if she was a dog or a really ugly human." Back then, she went everywhere with me.

Anyway, when I added Kizzie to my family, I needed a new car. That's the car I drive most. None of my current dogs like riding in the del Sol, so it's just a solo car now. It's not even good for tooling around in with friends because it's so cramped in there. Besides, the radio hasn't worked for years. And with the weather this past winter, it never left the driveway. It doesn't do well in snow. So the battery died. And I got it jumped yesterday. And on a beautiful spring day I was forced to drive around in it along the river to charge the battery. Poor me. :)

My little del Sol is small, a hazard to drive, crunches easily, none of my dogs will ride in it, it can't drive in snow, it's a little rusty and, frankly, it frequently shakes at higher speeds. It's completely impractical. I'm sorry to say, I probably wouldn't buy it today. But I'm so glad I have it. 

It reminds me that not all decisions have to be made with the head or with the future in mind. And that a "smart" purchase isn't always measured in things like safety ratings or hauling capacity. It can sometimes be measured by how many beats your heart skips when you get behind the wheel and how broad your smile is when you think of it. She only has 94K on her. She runs like a top and always has. I might have her another 20 years. She's one of the smartest decisions I've ever made.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

4/9/14—Exploring the Heart of Equanimity

Today's post is a guest post from Sparky and Goddess....


Equanimity is a quality often discussed in a spiritual or philosophical context, but here Goddess and Sparky explore equanimity as a characteristic that can inform and transform perspectives around life and love!  

Sparky:  “Equanimity isn’t a quality we bring up or point out often.  We don’t hear someone say, “Wow… Did you notice how equanimous he or she was being tonight…”

Goddess:  “It’s defined here online as mental or emotional stability or composure, especially under tension or strain.  calmness, equilibrium.    that’s balance…   

synonyms are;  serenity, self-possession, aplomb, calmness of mind or temper - composure.  antonyms include;  panic, disquiet, discomposure, agitation.  those can sure throw a relationship out of whack!”

Sparky:  “Yeah they can.
To me, equanimity arises from love.  When we’re being equanimous, we’re open and we accept circumstances, events, people equally, without judging.  You’re not making something, or someone right or wrong.  You’re actually looking at something as it is, and you’re looking at others as they are.  It allows for the space of the actual experience instead of focusing on your mental data about it…  When you’re not crowding or covering up an experience with information or judgements, you’re more available to experience it.  Without equanimity, the habits of our brain activity tend to cover up the actual experience with accessing, connecting and making right or wrong/ good or bad of it.”  

Goddess:  “the first thing i’m feeling into is that non-equanimity is part of the ancient, conditioned pattern that is rooted in our tribal thinking which says that everything has to be a certain way and that we have to be right. and we are still tribal creatures in our current day relationships in many ways. we have to try to control by knowing how everything is going to go.  and we have to stick to those patterns because they’re going to keep us safe.  it perpetuates an identity myth - and this identity manifests by doing things a certain way.  we do things a certain way and if anything upsets the apple cart, it can threaten the tribe.  of course, it’s also about efficiency - attempting to streamline the activities in your life which also enforces predictability.  people like predictability.”   

Sparky:  “Yes, and that points to the culture which can be great if it’s being practiced consciously, but it can also be limiting when it becomes merely a habit - a stored mental pattern.  That pattern doesn’t really honor the culture at all.  As within the tribal identity you referred to, the habit is reinforced in a by-product of the culture that’s exhibited when we react in a certain, preconditioned way to things.  That by-product defaults straight to the good/bad, right/wrong paradigm.  That’s what gets all the energy and then the result limits any actual experience.  By introducing equanimity, we allow for more clarity, creativity and adaptability… We live more fully and are more open to the life experience!”

Goddess:  “.........yes, instead of responding in a pre-programmed way..”

“another thing i have experienced as non-equanimous, ha - that sounds funny...are people who fly off the handle at any kind of disruption or any kind of change or any kind of interference in the environment or in the ambience.  it becomes all about them and their judgments and their reactions to it.  a barking dog, heavy traffic or some other experience gets framed around them and their role or reaction to it.  there’s a lot of control going on in that.  we’ve all been around those people who, when they fly off the handle, everyone jumps and scrambles to make it better for that person.”

Sparky:  “Oh yeah… A few are coming to mind right now!  

But, back to equanimity…  When we practice it, it takes us out of our heads to access “the correct” conditioned response and brings us into the   experience of the present moment.  It actually requires presence, which opens up everything.  By demanding presence, equanimity allows authentic connections.  We become more available, more spontaneous.  Creativity and clarity are available for the relationship since we’re now not stuck in our heads.  We can be consciously engaged and using thought, instead of living through thought via some limited, mental pattern…”  

Goddess:  “that limiting of creativity in consciousness, which could manifest in creativity in the 3D through writing or art or building, gets freed up.  creativity is there for exploration, expansion… the way i’m thinking about it, it’s the opposite of limiting yourself.  those limiting behaviors are very limiting in relationships, too.  when you fall into the ‘this is the way it should be’ pattern, you’re desperately displaying tribal behavior in an attempt to keep your tribe (or any relationship) together, around you.“

Sparky:  “Maybe well intended, maybe not, but it’s usually controlling…”  

Goddess:  “those tribal calls are all around us, even the calls of glory, the warrior.  recently while watching Obama give medals of honor to war heroes on the news, I thought, ‘why are we still honoring people who kill people?…….doesn’t anybody get it?’   the feats of those men were extraordinary - displays of the human capacity for bravery, courage, loyalty and perseverance… in so many powerful ways.  but we’re talking about humans killing other humans!  feels like the Twilight Zone.  those people that these men are killing have the same hearts, the same minds, the same sentience and the same loyalty and bravery, and they want to protect their people too.  can’t we all see this?  the act of honoring ‘people killing people’ reinforces people killing people.  this just reminded me of how tribal we still are.  but our consciousness has superseded the need to be tribal.  yes, there will continue to be terrorist groups and yes, there are still 7 billion people on this planet so there is still going to be a huge number of people who are gonna continue to be tribal and wreak death and destruction.  but from the White House, one of the power centers of our species - can we set a tone to change the tide?  i’m bringing this up because it’s rooted in that non-equanimous behavior - it’s all part of the same syndrome.  bringing that into relationships - we’re still trying to be tribal within our coupling, to do whatever it takes to hang onto each other, to gain a superficial sense of security, loyalty…”

Sparky:  “One of the residual effects of practicing equanimity in relationships is that it helps keep us from getting entangled in reactive patterns in the first place.  When equanimity is your default mode, the patterns or traps stand out and become more visible for you.  You’re clearer, so the slippery exchanges tend to stand out.  When you can resist the pull of a negative engagement, you don’t engage it and give away your control, your power.”

Goddess:  “that’s why i feel control issues in these situations, because in many relationships we see lots of behaviors that are power grabs, that are manipulative.  it can be quite obvious and aggressive, not necessarily physically aggressive, but aggressive in certain ways.  i don’t always perceive that aggressiveness the same way that other people perceive aggression.  when i’m faced with it, i often give compassion, peace, and softness in response.  some people hate me for that, because they can’t control me.  some relationships are defined by that controlling dynamic.  and the conflicts have a lot to do with those attempts to control.”

Sparky:  “It has everything to do with control.  And it’s often quite cunning and subtle… it sneaks in usually when we’re in auto-pilot, not present.  But in the error of attempting to control someone, we ultimately create a conflict.  It can be the source of so much ongoing suffering.  And not just for the couple, but for children, relatives and others.  It’s a contagion, that if you engage it - whether positively or negatively, you’re caught in it.  Engaging in a conflict is engaging in a conflict, period.  The conflict cycle has a life of it’s own.  It’s engaged whenever our attention is on it.  The cycles exists through the energy of our attention.  When you don’t engage the cycle - you don’t feed it anymore.

And getting to that understanding is very empowering!  It’s clear that you’re not trying to control by taking sides or by producing any particular outcome.  You’re simply choosing for you, while others get to choose for themselves.  

That’s what you do… what you’ve done.  You don’t engage in the conflict! You stay present and you choose not to engage... Period.  That’s powerful, and it’s beautiful!”

Goddess:  “why, thank you!  i don’t know that i could ever see where any fruitfulness could come from engaging.  you’re not going to ever be able to get to a balanced outcome.  

but its not that i can’t be triggered, you’ve seen me be triggered.  and there could be times when being triggered highlights something, where a couple needs to bring out some kind of issue that isn’t coming out in any other way.  like when there are things that need to be said and so you’re yelling to say those things that you want to get out and can’t seem to do it in any other way.”

Sparky:  “Then equanimity can be there for the other person, the one that isn’t yelling yet, to avoid the yelling engagement - the trap of the cycle that’s beginning to form.  This allows the other to look deeper and to try to find out more.  Or even to disengage completely, for a while and revisit the issue in a fresh discussion.”

Goddess:  “i know that when that kind of conflict comes up, i go into a completely different mode now.  i don’t engage it… i can’t remember the last time i did.  you can’t really have a good outcome.  i usually become compassionate, and i do actually feel compassionate because if somebody is still engaging in that, well it’s a pretty sad place to be engaging from.       

who has triggered you in your life?”  

Sparky:  “Well, I can’t really name or blame it on anyone particular, though a few do come mind, but it’s really about me.  I’m triggered, off and on at different times and hopefully, I’m more often aware of it than not.  And now, just the awareness itself is often enough to stop the trigger and the process.  It’s become a practice, just to notice.  

For instance, I might be lost in thought and make a client wrong because they’re calling when I have something else going on.  That becomes a trigger, but noticing it is important - otherwise I might keep making them wrong.  Noticing it helps clear it.  Or maybe I’m thinking its “bad” weather - I might make the weather wrong, ”more snow is the last thing I need!”  Ha!  Dude, wake up!  Sure, I still go into autopilot sometimes, but I’m aware of it most of the time and once you become aware of it, you’re free to choose.  I’ve never found a compelling reason to hang onto those thoughts - it’s just not where the fun is.”

Goddess:  “i was sitting here thinking about whether love is inherently embedded in equanimity, or is equanimity inherently embedded in love?   or are they two different things?   what comes first, meaning which is the root of which?”

Sparky:  “I don’t know, but I feel that love is primary and equanimity arises from love.  Its part of the nature of love.  The true sentiment behind the false statement that “love is blind”, actually resides in that thing that we’re calling equanimity. It’s part of love, to let go of that which is not adding to love.  It’s one of love’s conditions, in other words.  We see it in the manifest and we call it blindness because we begin to put our attention on, not what we’re choosing, but what’s choosing us.  The irritant, the inconvenience, the problem… Then we start to see more and more of that.  Not because of any choice that we’ve made, but because of other conditions, or wanting some outcome.  And we begin to think about it and then we begin to experience conflicts arising from the thoughts.  The same person that was so magnificent a year ago… where’d that person go?  We’re now setting conditions, making requirements and living more through thought than through the present experience.  That’s the primary error which we seem to make over and over again.  And we wind up on a psychiatrist’s couch and say that ‘I keep on somehow doing the same thing over and over.’  People are not distinguishing between when they were in the experience of experiencing, versus trying to “manage” the experience and being taken over by their thoughts about it.”

Goddess:  “you said earlier that this is very tied to allowing… to non-judgmental, and acceptance.  i guess equanimity is the result…..the state that results from those beliefs and actions.  

until you brought this up, in regards to relationships, i never would have thought about equanimity.  it was just a natural reaction or response, i guess.  it was not a conscious choice as much as just a natural way of being, until it came up as a topic.  so, here are some reflections I have on it now:

equanimity feels allowing, compassionate and accepting.  I get a lot of depth around the feeling of acceptance through it.  I can learn a lot more about a person through allowing, rather than through making assumptions based on my own ego’s fears.

ultimately, if you want to be in a relationship with a person, you will want to know what’s really going on with them.  that’s what I would want to know……...that from a state of equanimity, i’m moving forward from a foundation of truth.  then i’m more in the know, because i’m not based in delusions or  accusations or putting too much credence in their mood or an outburst, because that’s not a true picture either.  

i’m more balanced and i can make better decisions about the relationship.  it keeps me from being triggered, which could wind up being hurtful and i never want to hurt anybody, at anytime, for any reason.  

being in equanimity, i’m not judging myself or others, and i feel good about myself. i can be who i am and the other can be who they are.  when no one is being judged, you’re free to live your truth, you don’t have to hide it and walk on eggshells.  and you can be direct without being threatening.  when someone is trying to handle me i feel manipulated and disempowered.

and when one person is being triggered, the other can model the calm of equanimity.  they can be kind and loving and connect with what’s truly going on.  and they can then move forward in the days, months and years ahead without all the heavy, controlling baggage.  in the end, they can feel much more love between them.  a love that is way more true than one that is disguised or disingenuous.”

Sparky:  “Wow… That’s just so right on.  So beautifully put.

Okay, so here are a few closing thoughts:  Psychologists have identified a human need; a deep, primal need that is linked to our species survival.  It’s the need to feel a sense of belonging.  It may be the most disguised, but the most essential emotional need that we share.  

Through equanimity, we all belong.  When we interact, we’re not connecting and communicating through a maze of superficial actions and reactions, we’re connecting directly with the essence of the other person.  We’re engaging the parts that unite us, rather than those that divide us.  We feel seen, heard, connected and loved.

To access equanimity, we start by having our attention in the present moment.  By doing so, the practice of equanimity allows the experience that we call love, to shine through us.  Relationships thrive in this love!

Once equanimity is experienced……..once you really get it, then nothing else will do!”

Sunday, April 6, 2014

4/7/14—Feeling Like Your Old Self

Not that long ago, I spoke about some new medications I had to take. And I was reading up on the thyroid medication on a website and it said, "within a couple of weeks, you should start to feel like your old self again." 

Reading this brought up so much emotion, it made me cry. It suddenly hit me how long it had been since I "felt like my old self".... a self that could concentrate on things, wasn't ruled by hormonal fluctuations and didn't have to sleep all the time. 

When you're overweight and menopausal, good luck telling a doctor that you feel foggy, can't seem to lose weight and are exhausted all the time. They'll diagnose you as overweight and menopausal. And while I've been suspecting thyroid issues for years, I've never tested out of the broad scope considered normal until now. And guess what? Now I have. And now that I'm on the medication, I'm finally starting to feel like my old self again. So one lesson I've learned recently is that you should listen to your friends who say you have to advocate for your own health. Doctors make up their minds about things and if you feel deeply inside that it's something else, you need to get another opinion. 

But that's just an aside. What I'm really here to talk about today is "your old self." Sometimes your old self slips away so gradually that you just end up living with a new self thinking, "what has happened to me?" Maybe this is because of depression. Or too many demands placed on your life. Or from surrounding yourself with the wrong people. Or from some engrossing life event. Or a chemical imbalance, like with thyroid disease. 

In this case, your "old self" is a beacon of hope that you may one day feel good again and that whatever has been dogging you for months or years will come to an end. In other cases, we WANT our old selves to end...we want to replace the undesirable old self with a shiny new one. Sometimes it's a normal function of growth. But other times it's something we're running away from, are ashamed of or want to put in the past. So we consciously abandon or even deny our old selves. 

A wise and wonderful friend of mine recently changed her name—not to deny her old self, but to recapture it. I've always known her by her nickname, but she has a longer name she hasn't gone by since she was young. She told me that when she was a child, she felt ugly, depressed, cowardly, self-conscious and unlovable. She identified those feelings with her given name. And when she got older, she coined a nickname for herself that she thought was perky, upbeat, cute and popular. She denied that other girl, and became a new one. 

Recently this woman went through some life-threatening health issues. As part of her recovery, she changed her diet and she changed her name. She is choosing to reclaim her old self and embrace it. 

When we deny parts of ourselves, we can create illness...just as illness can cause us to lose parts of ourselves. We often forget to acknowledge why or how that old self served us. For example, a part of myself that I like to shove aside was very self conscious and obsessed with how she looked. She wore lots of makeup and always looked great. But inside she was missing the substance I have in my life now. So I cast her aside. 

And, frankly, I drifted to the opposite side of the spectrum. I could use to care more about what I look like these days. That woman served a purpose for me then, to show me that despite all the years of feeling unattractive and unlovable as a child, being pretty wasn't the answer either. It felt just as empty. So I cast her aside and eventually learned where my true value lay. But I also threw out the baby with the bathwater. I stopped caring so much about how I looked.

So maybe consider your old self this week. Have you lost a part of yourself that you want back? Have you denied a part of yourself and, perhaps, denied the purpose that self served? Is it time to reclaim or reintegrate a part of yourself long set aside? If you believe everything has a purpose, then there's no such thing as wasted time or effort. As we seek to know ourselves better, we can only go so far if we deny who we are or were. Your old self is just as much your true self (possibly even more so) as who you are now. All the parts complete the picture of you. 

This Wednesday there will be a guest blog from our guest bloggers, Sparky and Goddess, on equanimity. I'll be back for the one you'll on Thursday night or Friday. 

Thursday, April 3, 2014

4/4/14—Doing Nothing All Wrong

I have a terribly deep and thought-provoking idea to share with you, but I'm just too busy tonight to share it. So you're getting a classic post from earlier in the year instead. And, considering the circumstances, it's kind of an ironic classic post, too.... 

I've been thinking a lot lately about why it never seems like any amount of vacation or down time ever seems to be enough. I suppose there could be a lot of reasons for that. I'm burned out. I don't get good quality sleep. I spend much of my time off running around making up for the things I didn't do because I was busy before. 

All of those are good reasons, but I've discovered another one recently. And it's that the time that does get spent as downtime is time I feel guilty about. Guilty, because there's always something else I could be doing. There's always something left on my to-do list. And so when I truly do nothing, my head is filled with thoughts of how much more productive I *could* be. I just don't let myself savor it. Does this sound familiar to you?

Don't get me wrong. I have plenty of down time. More than most people because I don't commute to a job and don't necessarily work a full day every day. But little of it is quality time. Either I'm multi-tasking, such as watching TV and picking stuff up around the house. Or I'm laying here comatose, unwilling to do anything else and beating myself up about it because of all the stuff I COULD be doing but am not. The only time I ever seem to be in the moment and relaxed and enjoying my downtime is when I sit outside and meditate at night. And even then my mind wanders sometimes. 

So there are two things going goofy here. One is feeling guilty about doing nothing. And the other is is overstimulation/multitasking/worries that take me out of the moment, effectively voiding the effects of downtime. 

Too often I think we think of rest and relaxation the same way we do dessert...if and when you have it, you have it after everything else is eaten. And sometimes you don't eat it. It's an indulgence. A treat. 

When did this become OK? Why did I let it be OK? And was it ever any different? 

Truth is, I'm pretty sure we weren't sent down here to work all the time. And what logic does it make that downtime and relaxation...recharging....would be a last resort—something to do only when everything else is done? How come rest and enjoyment never even makes it to the To Do list, much less rises to the top of it? Why doesn't life work the other way around, meaning that when we're busying ourselves with work and errands and little tasks we're not feeling guilty about not relaxing more? If not now, when do we become fully present and aware in the time that's the fruit of all our toil?

I like feeling busy and accomplished a lot as much as the next guy. And it would be wonderful to have absolutely nothing left on that To Do list. But I'm not sure that will ever happen. So if I have to "earn my way" to relaxation by doing it only after everything else is done, I'll never have fun! And I'd like to feel just as accomplished and productive from doing nothing as I am from doing lots of crap. After all, downtime recharges us, it reduces stress (which improves health), it allows us to pursue our diverse interests and it makes life more worthwhile. Shouldn't that be a star on the To Do list, along with "make money" and "clean house"?

Maybe I'm alone in this. But I don't think I'm alone at not being fully present and in the moment in life. That alone—whether being present in work or play—makes us more vital. So what's your story? Do you enjoy guilt-free, fully present down time? Or are you doing it all wrong just like me? At 50 I'm thinking more and more about what all of this is for and I'm pretty sure it's not to live from one busy weekend to the next.