If You Keep Lying Down, You’ll Drown

Recently a client was telling me about their experience taking EST trainings in the 1980s.

(I took these trainings, too! Twice!)

There was a component at the beginning of the training where a list of agreements were given to all the participants.

Where to put your name badge, compliance around when to leave the room, how the structure of the program will unfold, the consequences of lateness.

The leader said that we would go over these “rules” but no one should agree to them unless they had all their questions answered, and were in total and complete 100% agreement at the core of their being with every rule on the list.

I can’t remember if that’s the exact way they put it, but you get the idea. Don’t agree to a commitment that you could break.

For my client who was looking back at her experience taking EST, that was noooooo problemo. It wasn’t for me either, at the time.

Those are the rules? OK then. I can do that. You got it. If that’s what you need, to get on with this, I have zero objection.

But then the Other People.

Good lord, seriously? Someone else is raising their hand to bring up a point about the stupidity of “having” to wear your name tag in the top right side quadrant of your torso?

Just put your name tag there, you moron, you’re making us all wait forever! I have to go to the bathroom, jeez!

(Internal eyes rolling. This would be over by now if not for all these petty objections, and we could get on with this and get into the actual program).

What I didn’t realize at the time, being one of the youngest, most immature people there, was that it WAS the program.

My strategy was already cemented in place about rules, regulations, control, patience, and waiting.

The most low-key, acceptable way to handle being in an environment where someone else wanted everything to be ordered, smooth, or controlled, where they were telling you what to do, and where someone had lots of expectations….

….was to Just Do It.

I thought of myself as the most patient wait-er. I was calm, collected and not a problem child. I was not selfish, I would be good and helpful.

If I had to wait until the world ended, fine.

Be that way!

Well….that approach has brought on some serious passivity in my life that has felt hopeless, unhappy, despairing and deadly. A kind of giving up.

But the other day, I recognized it as a very, very subtle but tricky little idea that still lived inside of me.

I realized that sometimes, I still believed the opposite of making an effort, pushing, grinding, pressing on, competing and trying to “win”….was to lie down on the floor.

Quit trying. The effort clearly doesn’t work. So give up. Wait for all the dorks to come to their senses. Maybe they’ll approach ME.

Now, before you think you can’t relate and you’re never compliant, or that you try to be a good team member, or are passive at your own expense (feeling superior to others) consider your spiritual path, your inner spiritual life.

I will sit in meditation and wait, since I am now practicing No Effort.

Since Reality, God, Bliss, Enlightenment, Money, Love or Joy do not show up and stick around forever….

….I guess I’ll just accept All This as a big chaotic mess. Kinda bummer. But that’s OK, I’m not complaining. Heh heh.

The awesome thing about doing The Work is that you are SUPPOSED to complain. What a relief. Finally you can go for it.

Time for some investigation!

Is it true that you have to wait? For that thing you want?

Holy Moly! What?!?!

Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?

Dang.

Pause.

YES! Show me the Money! Show me the Lightening Bolt! Unveil my clouded eyes! My phone isn’t ringing…hello?! (You can bang the phone on the table for extra dramatic effect while shaking your fist at the sky).

OK, but do you absolutely know that YOU have to WAIT? All of you? Your thinking? Your body? Is the silence you hear actually a form of waiting? Are you SURE?

Who would you be if you did not have to wait for what you really want?

Just pretend. If you couldn’t even have that thought, who would you be? What would you say, do, feel right now?

What if you aren’t missing something, or waiting to get to the real meat of the program?

Give it a moment. It’s just a suggestion.

You. Do. Not. Have. To. Wait.

See if it could be as true or truer than the original, stressful thought.

“You find yourself lying on the bottom of the ocean with your face in the sand, and even though all the sand is going up your nose and into your mouth and your eyes and ears, you stand up and you begin walking again. Then the next wave comes and knocks you down. The waves just keep coming, but each time you get knocked down, you stand up and keep walking. After a while, you’ll find that the waves appear to be getting smaller. That’s how karma works. If you keep lying down, you’ll drown.” ~ Pema Chodron

Wow, I do not have to lie down, hold back, reel it in, keep my cards as close to the chest as possible and stay in a hidey hole?

All I know is, right now in this moment, without waiting, a surge of excitement goes through me that’s so thrilling and unexplainable, I feel like Tigger towards the universe.

You know, the very enthusiastic almost annoying tiger in Winnie The Pooh?

JOY!

Turn the thought around again: my thinking has to wait.

Yes, it’s always sure it’s being left behind, or competing, or not given enough, you know? Never quite right. More, around the corner.

Boy, thinking loves to spin a good story.

“Have you ever felt that you really didn’t like being here very much and that you wanted some wonderful eternal experience? That’s what is often thought but not said when the teacher says, “Be here right now.” Inside you are feeling, “I am here, and I don’t like being here. I want to be there, where enlightenment is.”~ Adyashanti

Right here, in this waiting space, this moment with all those people asking all their questions and getting all their needs met…..maybe YOU have question, too?

And if you really don’t, how intriguing all theirs are, how fascinating. Is this moment NOW the wonderful, eternal experience you’ve been waiting for?

It might be.

Check to see.

If it isn’t, write down why not and get to work, don’t wait.

And if you’re ready to get into it with a group, come join us at Breitenbush. The fresh air, the warmth of the hot springs, the fabulous food, the mind getting to answer superb and expansive questions.

You can find your answers.

Get up again, don’t lie down!

Everything is waiting for YOU. Now that’s the ultimate turnaround!

TIGGER BOUNCE!

Much love, Grace

Toleration Games

The other day I was reading a book.

(I know! Get off my back! I’m working on the whole must-gather-more-information-and-read-endlessly addiction thing! Just give me a little more time!)

Anyway.

There was a passage suggesting that when we are tolerating other people….it’s actually a very sneaky and troubling separation tactic.

So many campaigns by governments, schools, neighborhoods, groups that sound positive, reasonable, and important that use either being for or against it: “TOLERANCE” or “ZERO-TOLERANCE”.

“Tolerance is a very dull virtue. It is boring. Unlike love, it has always had a bad press. It is negative. It merely means putting up with people, being able to stand things.” ~ E.M. Forster

As I read, I could see how deciding to tolerate someone, or a group of people, looked like an effort to control ones words, or feelings, in the presence of Those People.

Tolerate actually is defined in the dictionary as to let, permit, allow, suffer.

I could see that being tolerant might be a form of keeping oneself from exploding or getting upset, or crying or fuming in frustration, or showing how scared you are.

But as I was breeezin’ past this idea like a freight train leaving the dust behind…it dawned on me…uh oh.

YOU do this, Grace. There are actually some people that you, er, “tolerate”. 

In other words, there is a part of me that is a bit nervous around them. Or, I want to plug my ears when I hear their voice. Or, I’m thinking things about them that I don’t actually SAY out loud. Ever.

Sigh.

Have you ever been in a meditation retreat and here comes the guy who already shared yesterday? Yada Yada, we already know you’re whole long story, just ask your question!

Or the other guy who always has such a bossy, commanding, pleading request for me to volunteer again for his group.

Something inside me, as I drove my car, tuned in to this very small objection to those Other People…who really are not threatening, or close, and who don’t cross paths with me very often.

Yes…time to do The Work on THEM.

Watching to see where I believe that my only option is to tolerate…not to actually love, connect, and know that I am really similar to them.

So I begin: he should stop pestering me on the phone. 

(He’s only called me 3 times in the last year…but we’ll go ahead and call itpestering, since that’s what this mind came up with).

I don’t like his tactics, he’s too pushy, if I said what I really feel I’d look mean or frightened, he creeps me out, he should take a hint and leave me alone, he should stop calling, and I need to be accepting and tolerant!

Is it true? Really?

Yes! How will we all get along in society unless we tolerate each other? I need to politely say no and go away.

Because he’s too pushy.

Are you sure you need to just be polite and exit the situation? Are you positivehe is pushy? Is that what you really want? Is that the way you really want to live?

Are you absolutely positive there’s no way to connect more deeply with this human being? 

How do I react when I believe the thought that when someone’s voice or energy bothers me, I need to tolerate them, withdraw, avoid?

I’m believing they are dangerous somehow, that I need to be careful. When I think I need to tolerate that person, or those people, I do feel superior. I feel like I am better, different.

I’m not happy. Definitely not peaceful.

Some part of me wants to be kind, nice, gentle and easy. I want to be liked.

Once, I was at a conference and shared a room with another attendee, to save money.

She invited other attendees over for cocktails. I went to sleep with a pillow over my head while they talked and drank until 2 or 3 am.

I know that I’m a very quick and deep sleeper and mostly was sleeping, but turned over many times because of laughter, lights on, noise.

I was in pure mute Tolerant Mode. Not willing to say “could you move this party?”

How do I react when I believe that I want to be liked, or someone is a little creepy or dangerous, or I don’t know them so I have to be careful?

I’m powerless, a victim, I am distrusting, stuck, surviving, looking down my nose at them, rolling my eyes…..not thriving or free!

Who would I be without the thought that my only option with someone is to tolerate them?

So much more honest. Real. Willing to speak even though my heart is beating, and my arms are shaking and I have sweaty armpits.

Without the thought that I have to be careful…I tell the truth.

Turning the thoughts around, I find that I do not need to tolerate. That’s not good enough for me.

I don’t like my tactics, I’m too pushy with myself, if I am mean or frightened it’s honest—I’m not all peaceful all the time, I creep myself out with my images of bad stuff that might happen if I’m real, I should take a hint and leave myself alone and leave him alone by stopping blaming him for my being scared, I should stop calling myself and pestering myself to be accepting and tolerant!

Who would I be without the thought that it’s not safe to speak up, that I have to tolerate the situation?

A relief, but also a little scary, pushing beyond my usual safety zone. I’m taking a step into a unknown, mysterious universe, not a terrifying one that needs to be tolerated.

 “Most people tell you they want to get out of kindergarten, but don’t believe them. Don’t believe them! All they want you to do is to mend their broken toys. ‘Give me back my wife. Give me back my job. Give me back my money. Give me back my reputation, my success.’ This is what they want; they want their toys replaced.” ~ Anthony DeMello

I am willing to give up any reputation, image, or identity I have with being nice, tolerant, kind, gentle, forgiving, easy-going. 

I am willing to expose that I am scared and nervous chicken sometimes.

I look forward to speaking up, with kindness, directly, to connect for reals, to say the hard stuff.

“I’ve heard people say that they cling to their painful thoughts because they’re afraid that without them they wouldn’t be activists for peace. ‘If I felt completely peaceful,’ they say, ‘why would I bother taking action at all?’ My answer is ‘Because that’s what love does.’ To think that we need sadness or outrage to motivate us to do what’s right is insane. As if the clearer and happier you get, the less kind you become.” ~ Byron Katie

Every single time I say it, things turn out better than I ever dreamed of, even when it didn’t seem like it at first.

“Many people would be surprised that, in fact, I’m quite shy.” ~ Desmond Tutu

Love, Grace