Whenever you become anxious or stressed,
outer purpose has taken over and you have lost sight of your inner purpose. You
have forgotten that your state of consciousness is primary, all else secondary. – Eckhart Tolle
This happened to
me on Monday. Back at work after a three day weekend and I was a wreck by
dinnertime. Admittedly, the cat-herding part of my job has lately been nuttier
than usual, but in trying to stay ahead of the nuttery, I lost my mind.
By that I mean I
lost my state of awareness, falling prey to the Demon of Mindless Munching and
consuming enough sugar to cause a combustible crash at the checkered flag. By
sundown, my inner purpose had been trumped by outer purpose and my world felt
dark, cold and hollow. Pointles. Joyless. Never hopeless, but certainly less
hopeful.
Yes, my diet
that day was a factor, but I let the frenzied pace of the office drive me off
track. Anxious to stay ahead of the stress (and failing, I may add), I paid no
attention to what sort of fuel I put into my coping mechanism. When I start a
day fully intending to focus on each moment and that day ends in a smoking pile
of rubble, I know I’ve lost consciousness along the way.
The trick is how
to get it back.
My good fortune
lies in Ter, who, even in her bleakest moments, has the smarts to identify what’s
happening. When she is unavailable, however, I have to do the work myself.
Breathe in
(calm)
Breathe out
(smile)
Breathe in
(present moment)
Breathe out
(wonderful moment).
Rinse and
repeat.
My little voice
has also begun asking me what the Sam Hill is going on, whereupon I sit back
and go, “Yeah, what is going on?” Since learning the difference between mind and spirit, ego and heart, it’s
becoming easier for me to look objectively at my reaction to a situation and figure
out where said response originates. If I’m stressed and spooked, then “outer
purpose” has invariably out-muscled “inner”. Managing the monster will be a
significant challenge until being mindful becomes a habit and so far it’s taken
conscious, ongoing effort.
It’s also been
worth it.
I remembered this yesterday when I was about to bust into tears at my work desk:
ReplyDeleteBreathe in (calm)
Breathe out (smile)
Breathe in (present moment)
Breathe out (wonderful moment)
It seemed to work because I knew once I was free and outside in the fresh air, en route to poets waiting to fill up a room with words, I would be ok.
Exactly! Good on you, Beanie! You're actually okay in the moment, but hope will get you there afterward as well.
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