Decisions Decisions! But The Universe Will Give You What You Need

Decisions Are Easier Than You Think
I have to make the right decision!

Recently I’ve been having a difficult time making a decision about leaving home to attend a big annual event (known as The Cleanse) with Byron Katie.

Don’t get me wrong….it’s a beautiful event where Byron Katie sits with an empty chair on stage, and one by one, people sit in the chair next to her to do The Work, to investigate a situation or person in their lives who’s giving them grief.

In the end, through 3.5 days of that available chair on stage, perhaps 20 or 30 people get to sit with Katie as she facilitates them in looking at their beliefs about something terrible that happened, or something super irritating, something tragic, even something tolerable but persistently stressful.

While the four questions are the same for everyone, Katie–like all of us–has her original and unique way of working with them.

The process is so fascinating delving into the mind and what we really believe is absolutely true, that 400 people will come just to listen.

So yeah. It’s a cool event.

So is staying home in Seattle with my family including my son who will be back from college, my very cute husband who has a birthday on January 4th, and festivities of connection with people I love.

Without airports.

When you have a decision to make between two really awesome things….what to do?

This can happen with far more than two options for where you’ll be located during a particular time of year.

You might have a choice between two people you’d really like to have a committed relationship with, you might have to choose between two delicious meals on the menu, you might have to choose should I stay or should I go….

….the important thing to note is “this is stressful!”

Which means….time to take a look.

What I’ve found in this decision-making angst are usually three OTHER stressful thoughts that are the real confusors:

  • I will miss something VERY meaningful
  • I could make the wrong decision
  • I can’t trust my decisions (because see #2)

But what if you didn’t have any of these beliefs?

What if you didn’t think you’d miss anything….EVER? No matter what?

Turning the thoughts around: I won’t miss anything, it’s not possible to make the wrong decision, I can trust all my decisions. 

Wow! Stunning!

What a load off!

I notice I look at flights, I look at hotels, I don’t make reservations, I feel joyful and I wind up talking with my friend Gai in Australia on skype and drinking tea.

It is obviously not necessary to know what I’m doing at the end of December right now.

I will have a clear yes or no when I do.

It may not actually even be up to “me”.

“The universe will give you what you need, against your best thought….When you do The Work and turn your thoughts around, you find advantages for what happens. You win if you’re right, you win if you’re wrong. In my life I always win, win, win, win…” ~ Byron Katie

In this moment now, all is well, future unknown.

As I feel this to be true, I realize that in the future, it will also be true….now.

Oh! I do always win!

Much love,

Grace

No One Is Immune–So Invite It In

A couple of years ago, I attended a huge conference for mental health professionals in San Francisco.

One of my favorite teachers, Irving Yalom, was the keynote speaker, in his 80s.

Most people have never heard of him.

But he is famous in the world of mental health, a beloved psychotherapist who has taught at Stanford and practiced his profession for more than 40 years.

Irving Yalom wrote in one of his many books that the capacity to tolerate uncertainty is a prerequisite for becoming a therapist, and that really we are all in this together.

Like, we’re all going to die.

“We are all in this together and there is no therapist and no person immune to the inherent tragedies of existence.” ~ Irving Yalom

This reminded me of Byron Katie saying “there are no new thoughts!”

When I first read Loving What Is, I realized that I had so many objections I could write the book Upset With What Is.

And I really did want there to be some kind of way out of this predicament. I wanted immunity to the “tragedies” of existence.

I didn’t want bad stuff to happen.

Please!?

But now, even though I’ve gone through so many of these inherent tragedies of existence at this point (death, loss, addiction, fear, despair, grief) there is truly a strange acceptance of uncertainty.

Complete and total uncertainty.

So fabulous to question the belief “I need to be certain…I need to find out…I need to know…I need to immunize myself against tragedy!”

Without the belief I need to be certain….

….without the thought that I need to know anything, have answers, give advice, or help anyone (including myself) avoid pain….

….it is indeed a strange, wild, wonderful existence.

Turning it all around: I do not need to know, I don’t need to be certain of anything, I need to NOT know, I do not need to immunize myself against anything.

Strange and unusual for the mind to sit with.

And yet….exciting. Thrilling! Brilliant!

Instantly aware of the pulse below the surface even in this moment of life, of hearing noises of cars, tapping of fingers on laptop, checking clock for the hour, the slight ache in the back, the pale light of the room, heart beating, body warm.

Awesome surroundings. Miraculous.

I wouldn’t trade any of it.

And if I would, I’ve got The Work.

“The dark thought, the shame, the malice. Meet them at the door laughing and invite them in. Be grateful for whatever comes. Because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.” ~ Rumi

Much love, Grace

War Torn Home….Fighting Begins Over House Cleaning

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Could household chores be fun? Especially for you?

“I hate your storage tubs! You can’t have them in here! They’re so ugly!”

That’s what came out of my mouth when speaking to my dear husband just the other day.

I was standing in the doorway to the cute little room in our cottage that serves as a guest room, office, the room for my son when he’s home from college.

My husband had three huge rubbermaid green tubs, the size of large cardboard boxes, piled in there. Plus two actual cardboard boxes with stuff inside.

They had been in there a couple of weeks. The bedding and mattress were leaning up against the wall, covering an entire large window so the room was darkish.

I had walked past the open door to the room daily, and thought “We need to move forward with this project of changing the room around. So trashy looking! Like someone can’t finish moving in!”

The thought repeated itself every time I looked in.

Ugh. It looks like a storage closet. Unwelcoming.

It looks like a hoarder’s house. We could be on TV on that show about nut cases who keep everything piled in boxes along the hallways, who collect junk and pay for storage units.

No offense if you like keeping stuff. I tend to lean the opposite, being of the purger sort of mind, and that’s not always peaceful either.

But here’s where my mind went in a matter of maybe 24 seconds.

We aren’t compatible. This is NOT working. 

He needs his own place to live because he likes rubbermaid tubs in the house.

Heh. Heh.

How do I react when I believe someone should place objects or see household items differently than I do?

Oh boy. Such an imperfect world. These people who live around here….

They should empty the dishwasher, they should put their dishes IN the dishwasher, they should wipe the counter, they shouldn’t break my favorite mug, they should empty the garbage when its full, they should put their clothes in their bedroom, they should put their mail somewhere else besides the dining room table, they shouldn’t leave their shoes here, they should turn down that noise, they should close the shower curtain.

The other day a client said “my husband has his crap all over the dining room table, day after day, not moving it! I HATE THIS!”

She had said the same thing five years ago.

Um.

Who would you be without the belief that there is something out of order, and those people should agree?

Woah…without that belief?

Suddenly, I am laughing at the total goofiness of my extremely bizarre conclusions.

I apologize to my husband, and I mean it.

The next day, I take 90 minutes having a blast (seriously) moving the tubs into a closet, boxes into the shed, a few items into drawers, adjusting the furniture, making up the bed with clean sheets, changing lightbulbs, vacuuming, dusting, emptying garbage.

It is sooooo fun.

No one else has to participate in this wonderful activity except for me, the one who noticed it, the one who cares.

“I hate my thoughts which hold onto rigid ideas, keeping them protected in rubber storage tubs! I don’t want them in here! They’re so ugly!”

I chuckle at that little mind so interested in being a victim of other peoples’ movements. Even one man setting a box down can get that victim mind over-excited.

Missing out how much I love to clean, make things pretty, create a gorgeous environment around me. And it doesn’t have to happen yesterday (bossing my own self) either. Things can take the pace they take, the pace that’s possible.

I almost missed it!

“If I want my children to hear me, I’m insane. They’re only going to hear what they hear, not what I say. Let me see, maybe I’ll filter their hearing: ‘Don’t hear anything but what I say.’ Does that sound a little crazy to you?…’Hear what I want you to hear, hear me.’ Insane. And it just doesn’t work….I want them to hear what they hear. I’m not crazy anymore. I’ve a lover of what is.” ~ Byron Katie

If I want my husband to see exactly what I see, and my kids, and have us all agree 100% about what we see and what it means, I’m insane.

I mean really? I want them to suffer because of green storage tubs stacked up in a room, or a dish in the sink? Seriously?

The war can end with me.

Done.

Much love, Grace

Welcome Internal Darkness to Get Lighter

An author and psychologist I admire who has worked with people recovering from addiction for 30 years, Frederick Woolverton, describes any addictive process as an attempt to avoid internal darkness.
I remember Adyashanti saying at a retreat that we’re all addicted to our thinking, we are all Addicts.
We’re all addicted to distracting ourselves, forgetting about ourselves for awhile. To getting away from that pesky dark emptiness we notice.
Yesterday, in the very first Eating Peace session I mentioned a quote by Pema Chodron.
She wrote “never underestimate the urge to bolt.”
 

OH DEAR.

Wait. Does this mean I have to go towards the darkness? Like, NOT avoid it?

But.

Darkness is scary.

The thing is, it’s actually a lot of work to run from darkness. More work, maybe, than you really know.

Like trying to run from your own shadow on a bright hot summer day out on the pavement…that shadow sticks with you for your every move.

Who would you be without the belief that you need to avoid your dark inner fears, traumas, grief, pain, suffering, sadness, rage?

They might just begin to well up in a deep cathartic and expressive gush….

….rolling right through you.

The good news is that just a drop of Willingness to be aware of what is happening inside of you, of being open to it instead of afraid of it, puts you on the path towards ending the annoying cycle of glimpsing darkness and trying to run away from it.

“Every addiction arises from an unconscious refusal to face and move through your own pain…you are using something or somebody to cover up your pain.”~ Eckhart Tolle

It can feel really difficult at first, when the addictive process you’re in doesn’t actually work anymore. When you stop using the substance or pattern, you may feel panicky or raw, or super-hyper sensitive.

Your pain may now be sitting there totally exposed and vulnerable, out in the open.

Other people also might see you looking like you’re having a feeling! A dark one!

But then….without THAT thought that something inside is worthy of running away from, is frightening enough to bolt from, is dangerous enough to avoid….

….truly wow.

It boils inside, it feels like it hurts, but I am nevertheless safe. I am riding this wave of pain or reaction.

It has somewhere to go, and I’m just here along for the ride.

“People who do The Work stop fearing pain. They relax into it. They watch it come and go, and they see that it always comes and goes at the perfect moment.” ~ Byron Katie

I turn the thought around: I don’t need to avoid my fears, worries, dark thoughts, rage, grief, sadness. I need to let them be here, as they are. I need to invite them in, to stay. I need to explore them, talk with them, love them. 

I need to stay, not bolt.

That’s the only way anything ever got lighter for me.

Much love, Grace

Changing Your Mind Is Loving

Have you ever wanted to change your mind about something, and felt anxious?

You buy a brand new sweater, maybe its expensive for you.

You take it home….but then, rats.

I’m not sure I love this as much as I thought. Now that I have it here at home, it doesn’t look as great as I thought in the store. 

You think “maybe I’ll take it back”.

Later on, when you look at it again, you decide yes, you are taking it back, and you rummage through the garbage can for the receipt.

This is such a hassle, I wish I hadn’t bought the sweater in the first place…I KNEW I didn’t love it 100%. Now I have to go all the way back to that store downtown and fight with parking.

Or maybe you’re invited to a big party. When you first got the invitation, it sounded really exciting. You sent an RSVP of “YES! I’ll be there with a +1 GUEST!”

The day of the event comes and you’re heavy into doing a major closet-cleaning project, you feel so good about finally doing it and you’re on a roll…and you start thinking “maybe I won’t go after all, I could really use this time to finish this project!”

But you’re worried you’re going to miss an epic gathering, miss seeing some great people, disappoint the host.

You go anyway, and as you walk in you realize your favorite people aren’t there, it’s boring, and your house project seems so much more appealing.

You got it. You know what you want to do.

Not this.

A good friend of mine told me once when she was dating mid-life after twenty years of marriage, at first she was crazy nervous.

After getting over the jitters of “will the person like me?” she discovered….what about if I’m not feeling it, and I have no further interest in them?

Could she actually say to this new person….

….thanks for meeting, and I’m now done….

….even if it was only 15 minutes into the date?

It would be so rude to change her mind!!

Right?

Always some level of hassle about the change. You’re saying you don’t want it, when before you said you did.

Rude.

Are you sure, though?

Where did that “don’t be rude” rule come from anyway?

Why is it considered “rude”?

Because of the meaning that might be assumed to be true behind this change-of-mind.

Liking something means you’re connected, happy, fun, encouraging, appreciative, gracious, like-able.

Not liking something means you’re closed, picky, disconnected, ungrateful, judgmental, standoffish, unwilling, separate.

But is any of that really true?

No.

Funny how the feeling inside persists that saying yes to something is easier than saying no.

So this inquiry is for that part that still wants to say yes, instead of no, the part that still thinks yes is being easy-going and fun, and no is being rude.

How do you react when you think as something enters your life, saying yes to it with open arms is easier, happier, more fun, more exciting, more like-able? And saying no is colder, more unfriendly, more resistant or ungrateful?

I say yes. All the time.

If I feel a “no” inside, I analyze it, mull it over, question it, wonder what others will think of me, worry about their feelings. ANXIETY!

Thinking overload. I may talk to others about it, get their opinion.

What do YOU think of this sweater? Are you going to the party? Are you enjoying yourself?

If THEY say yes, you add it to the points in your own “yes” category, boost them up a bit (notice it may seem to help, but it really doesn’t).

Who would you be without the belief that saying yes is better than saying no? In any situation?

Sooooo much more relaxed. Allowing things to unfold and roll along as they do. Noticing my “no” and feeling joyful and happy about it. Loving what I take in about other people’s opinions, valuing them and hearing them, and knowing when consulting others is done.

Turning these thoughts around: changing my mind is beautiful, sweet, loving, kind, surprising, interesting, fascinating.

I notice that the more I relax with the present moment “yes” or “no” that’s inside my heart, the less decision-agony I have in my life.

In fact, it’s like night and day.

I used to get sick to my stomach when I thought about changing my mind. Or trying to over-consider what other people would think, how they would react, what they might say, do, or feel if I did. Or what I might miss out on, how I might fail.

I wound up being more rude when I agonized about changing my mind in the past, than I ever am nowadays.

I was rude to myself, I was rude to the present-moment experience, trying to make the perfect un-rude choice.

What if NOT liking something means you’re connected, happy, fun, encouraging, appreciative, gracious, like-able?

WOOHOO!

“I have to go inside myself and find genuine answers, answer that are true for me. When I find what is true for me, there are no obstacles anymore. There are no barriers between me and my partner, or between me and anyone in the world.” ~ Byron Katie

Much love, Grace

 

Can You Answer The Question: Is It True?

There is one spot left in today’s afternoon mini retreat in northeast Seattle: Ask Four Questions, Change Your Life (or Someone Else’s)…How To Find Freedom Within With The Work of Byron Katie.

You’ll learn how to facilitate yourself or someone else through the four powerful questions known as The Work, and what a difference it can make for those who are suffering.

If you can’t make it this time, I’ll do one more mini retreat on December 6th.

Therapists and coaches can earn 4 CEUs for attending. I provide very yummy snacks, teas, and all the materials. $70.

Talking about retreats and workshops reminds me of what it was like for me when I first encountered The Work.

The first time I heard that question….Is It True?….I was sort of stopped short.

Wha?

What you talking about, is it true?

How the heck would I know?

It was almost like I was frustrated or annoyed with the very question.

I had no idea what was, or was not, true.

That was part of the problem!! Floundering around, without a rudder! Going in circles! Repeating the same thoughts over and over again!

But when I really looked beneath that irritable reaction….

….I discovered something very interesting.

I did not trust myself much. At all.

I didn’t realize that I actually had almost never stopped to ask me what I really thought about the things I was stressed out about in life.

My view of myself was that I was a clueless blob.

Except….not really.

What if you really were the only one who could answer that question about something that disturbs you or freaks you out….

….Is It True?

Is it real, what you’re thinking? Is it accurate? Do you have the whole picture? Are you sure you’re right? Are you positive?

If only YOU could say the final answer about what is happening that you don’t like in your life….whether you’ve lost something, missed out, failed, did it wrong, tanked, screwed up….

….what is your answer, really, when you deeply think about it?

Yes, or No?

And here’s what I love about The Work….

….even if you say “yes”, it is completely and absolutely true that it should have gone differently, I’ve failed, I lost, or whatever….

….you still get to ask who you’d be if you couldn’t think that thought was true?

What if it wasn’t? Can you use your imagination and give it a shot?

“Nothing happens ahead of its time, and what needs to happen, always happens.” ~ Byron Katie

Much love,Grace

Grace

Be An Unaccomplished Mess–And Have Fun

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the bird doesn’t fly to accomplish something, it just flies

For the first time I’m writing TWO notes per day.

These here Grace Notes, my own work right in front of you in writing….and then Eating Peace notes which will only be happening for awhile, until the Eating Peace program starts on October 26th at 8:30 am.

(If you wanted to be on the Eating Peace list, too, you don’t have to join the program to read what I’m sending…really vital parts of what I learned over the years that helped me recover completely from eating wars. To subscribe to Eating Peace notes, just click the little tiny words at the bottom of this note that say “Update Profile/Email Address” and you can add yourself to the Eating Peace list.)

I almost can’t believe I’m writing so much, and how it simply spills out of me like I’m turning on a faucet!

People ask me how I do it?

I could say a few details on how, and they may be interesting or helpful…

….like, I make sure I have time in my schedule now twice a day without clients, I can type 150 words per minute, I always have an idea running in the back of my mind, I get inspired by clients every day and THEIR thoughts….

….but really, that’s all yada yada.

For some reason, this is what is happening.

I had no plan for it. I don’t have an explanation for it either.

My expression into the world is in writing, doing my inquiry, running workshops and creating programs for some weird bizarre reason.

But let’s say you WANT to do something, and you notice you DON’T do it .

Maybe you want to write every day like me. Or maybe you want to earn more money, get in better shape, learn to play the mandolin, speak French, change careers, visit Argentina, go on a cruise, make a room in your home better, find a mate, clean out your shed, upgrade your car, get the dandelions out of your yard, lose twenty pounds.

The mind will go on and on with projects.

Some repeat themselves regularly.

It really seems like you should accomplish them. Or someone else close to you should accomplish something!

This is pretty fun for inquiry. You may feel lighter, once this is over.

You should accomplish what you way you want to accomplish.

They should accomplish what YOU want them to accomplish (and they say they want to accomplish).

Is it true?

Well…duh! Of course I want to earn more money! Of course I want to finish my book! Of course I want my husband to lose some weight!

All around better. Sure of it.

Really?

YES.

How do you react when you think that idea should become a reality? When you really believe that you ought to get it done? When you absolutely think THEY ought to get it handled?

*IRRITATED!!!*

A huge wave of frustration comes over me. I could storm around railing about how this isn’t done, that isn’t done.

Last summer 2013, I decided in early June that this was the summer to get the shed cleaned out.

I scheduled it on my calendar for August, a whole weekend to clean out the shed.

I was very committed. I got a truck. I planned. I kept two full days clear, Saturday and Sunday. I scheduled nothing.

I was successful!

I got all MY boxes cleaned out, I took stuff to the dump, I took stuff to Goodwill, I stacked things neatly.

The only little part left was that my kids and husband, I had decided, ALSO needed to clean out THEIR boxes in the shed and eliminate, throw away, label, do all the shed-type-cleaning-out stuff.

That part never happened.

AAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!

Heh heh.

Now, summer 2014 just ended. No further shed-cleaning has happened from the other said parties.

Let’s just say, how I react when I believe it SHOULD be accomplished is….well….a little like Hitler marching around a whacking things with a stick.

Who would I be if I couldn’t even have the thought that something should be accomplished that is NOT yet accomplished?

Oh. Gosh.

Suddenly, laughter!

Without the belief that anything special should be happening, without the belief that all those things you want done should be done by now, or it would be better if they were….

….it’s like soaring in a wide open sky.

Nothing expected. Nothing necessary. Nothing needed in order to “get” somewhere. No accomplishing required.

And I notice I loved doing all that shed stuff, it made me happy. It makes no difference if I thought other people should also want to do it, too.

“When you no longer have a will of your own, there is no time and space. It all becomes a flow. You don’t decide, you flow from one happening to the next, and everything is decided for you.” ~ Byron Katie

Without any of that stuff on your list done, or even started…with none of it complete at all…could you still be happy right now, in this moment?

Yes. Giddy almost.

Do you think you’d be more likely to do that thing you imagine doing from this joyful place, or from the angry place?

This is fun.

“You’ll never reach a point in your life where everything is solved, all neatly tied up in a bow. That’s the point…..You learn to love the mess of your life…..” ~ Jeff Foster

Much love, Grace

Eating Peace – Hold Still With Anxiety For 60 Seconds

Yesterday, I talked about POWER and how it relates to this life with eating food….and how twisted up it can get.

(To read the post if you missed it, click here).

When I was eating frantically, or running at 6 am for 3 miles in the dark, or hanging my head over the toilet to throw up the huge amount of food I just ate….I felt very, very powerless.

My mind got stuck on my powerlessness over food and eating.

When I calmed down from a binge or purge episode, I would begin to feel just a little better again, I would feel a little rested, not so awful and full of self-condemnation, not quite so anxious.

I might have a day or two, or a week or two, where I stayed on a food plan or a diet, or follow my rules of what is “good” to eat and avoid what was “bad” to eat.

Then I’d feel like I could handle my life, things were going OK, nothing horrendous to report from the battlefield, all quiet on the front.

But the problem was, I was worried that I would lose control again wildly, unimaginably, and I wasn’t even sure why. It seemed to happen over and over again. I would cling to that food plan like it was my saving grace, as long as I stayed on it.

(Nothing wrong with food plans, by the way….they can be very stabilizing and give you the gift of knowing what to do and when to eat if you’re super confused).

What I really wanted was a relaxation that seemed impossible. To never, ever worry about food, eating, diet, my body size, or what I was or wasn’t eating again.

I wanted my whole entire problem to GO AWAY.

I tried everything to eliminate it and make it go away. I just wanted something to “work” and help me stay on solid ground for more than a few days or a few weeks (I once controlled myself on a food plan for over a year…but then that crashed as well).

It really seemed like the way people made changes in the world was to take control of a situation, use willpower, force, determination, persistence, motivation.

Most of the diet books and books on food used these kinds of words and offered tremendous structure and how to stick with something without getting thrown off course.

But none of that can work if you feel frightened of being in the opposite field…of being in the state of having no control, no clear way to change, no guarantees, no answer, no solution.

I found out, the very hard and difficult way, that I had to accept the places I had NO power at all….to find where I did.

Where did I have zero power or control in my life?

I started with a list of where I had no power when it came to food and eating, it seemed….and then expanded to where ELSE I had no power.

My list looked something like this:

I am powerless over these urges to binge, I am powerless over cravings, wanting to stuff my face, hunger and fullness. I am powerless over the exact appearance of my body, powerless over cellulite, the exact shape of my thighs or stomach, the way my face is designed.

I am powerless over other people and how they behave or talk with me or what they are thinking, I am powerless over the weather, I am powerless over my boss, my job, the traffic, how much time I have.

I am powerless over my emotions especially anger, sadness or fear. I’m powerless over what happens every day. I am powerless over my spiritual path. I’m powerless over achieving spiritual enlightenment!

Now, being powerless in itself is not necessarily upsetting…unless it is.

That’s where your key to understanding and clarity can burst open…when you feel yourself being upset at whatever you feel powerless over.

How do you begin?

Write down ONE troubling situation where you feel really powerless, something that scares you, something troubling you really hate in life.

It doesn’t have to be about food and eating.

In fact…if you see what else besides food and eating and your body feel powerless, you might crack into some deeper beliefs that sit inside you and fuel your urges to eat when you aren’t hungry.

Then use inquiry to explore and investigate your experience.

I am powerless over my anxiety.

(You might write a person’s name, what someone said to you, what someone thinks of you or did to you, a place, an incident, something about your body…anything you feel powerless over).

Now ask…why is that upsetting?

Let’s look at being powerless over anxiety.  A lot of people who fall into addictive activities feel upset about having anxiety, right?

Why would you want power over your feeling of anxiety?

Because I hate feeling anxious, it feels sickening. I want to feel relaxed at all times, and happy!!

Why do you not want to feel anxious? Are you sure you don’t?

What if instead of being hateful and something to be controlled…anxiety was here to offer you something important?

What’s the reality of anxiety?

It exists!

“Argue with reality, and you lose, but only 100% of the time.” ~ Byron Katie

What happens when you hate anxiety, and you feel anxious?

I lower my eyes and don’t look at people. I try to pretend I’m not anxious when I walk down the halls. I hide under the covers. I soothe myself with food. I don’t say what I feel.

Who would you be if you couldn’t even have that thought that anxiety is bad?

Oh. Strange!

Yes, it’s odd…but what if you didn’t even know that the feeling we’re calling “anxiety” was called “anxiety”? What if you just felt it, coursing through your body, without a label?

Wow. I’d notice high energy, something that wants to run. I’d also notice what it’s like to look around, see the space and air and windows and people or activity around me.

I’d pause and look around, with this feeling running.

If you turn the thought around to the opposite….see what that is like, as you examine and feel “anxiety”….

….I want to feel anxious. This is OK to be feeling this feeling. 

How could that be true?

“Quite simply, if you’re feeling anxious, angry, a sense of shame, whatever it is, breathe in and agree to touch or feel it. Breathing out, offer space and care to whatever’s there. If there’s blocking to touching it, emphasize the in-breath and stay embodied.” ~ Tara Brach

Try it and see what happens. See if you can not do anything about it (like reach for food).

See if you can not leave yourself when you’re anxious and try to get rid of it.

Are you OK?

I found, that’s the only place I have any power. To simply be with what is.

“Existence can feel overwhelming sometimes; the waves in life’s ocean can be so intense that it feels like we will be destroyed if we go any further, and the only solution seems to be to shut down and distract ourselves from present experience…But as the ocean itself, as the vast space of consciousness that holds all of these beloved waves, you can never truly be destroyed.” ~ Jeff Foster

We’ll work more with anxiety and not trying to escape it in the Eating Peace program coming up…but you can try it today without waiting.

See what happens if you stop and do nothing for even one minute when you feel anxious, and your mind is full of plans and ideas and thoughts of quick escape.

Wait for 60 seconds before running to eat something. You can eat in 60 seconds, so don’t worry, you’ll still get to eat. But pause and see what the anxiety is saying first….you may be surprised.

You may find the urge to eat….dissolves.

Really.

Much love, Grace

What If You Had Nothing To Complain About?

The definition of a complaint in the dictionary is an ailment, disease, affliction, protest, objection, grievance, grouse, sickness.

It comes from the word lament. Grief. Sorrow.

We’re told we should never complain and that people who complain are irritating.

It seems true.

And yet…I noticed once that I was complaining about complainers. I had objections to these folks. But I was doing the same thing as them….

….wishing they would stop so I could be happy.

One fantastic way to dive deeper into understanding the whole process of complaining, whether you do it internally or say it out loud, is to write down every complaint you can think of in five minutes.

You might be surprised at how many you can think up.

I wish it wasn’t so late, I wish I had more time, there’s a pen mark on the couch, someone should have emptied the dishwasher, I wish the chicken was hot, I don’t want to go buy bananas, I thought there was gas in my car already, I don’t have time to book my tickets to the retreat, I didn’t write that other email very clearly…

I mean, it can go on and on and on.

What I’ve observed over time is that I have some of the very same complaints over and over. They’re like a broken record, playing repetitively.

Those are juicy ones for inquiry.

But after you look at these in more detail…you might have fun taking a look at the overall big picture…and seeing what happens if you inquire.

Let’s do it!

There are things that are wrong, and I object to them! They’re irritating, annoying, frightening, infuriating! 

Is that true?

Yes. There are things everywhere that are upsetting, imperfect, unfortunate and worthy of complaint!

I mean…EVERYWHERE!

Can you absolutely know this is true? Are you sure?

I almost don’t know how to answer that question. It seems true. Even considering it not to be true is sort of….unusual. I’ve never heard of such a thing.

Nothing to complain about? Impossible!!!

How do you react when you believe there are so many things worthy of complaint? When you really believe its true that things are imperfect and wrong around here?

I spout off complaints. I try to find solutions. I “work” on solving problems. I try to fix the complaints and get them handled.

It’s a big project. It’s never-ending.

Well…who would you be without the thought that there’s something to complain about?

Pause.

I’m almost silenced. Without the belief that there’s a lot to be upset about here on planet earth, in my life, I’d be….I’d be….

….wow. I’m not even sure who or what I’d be.

“To complain is always nonacceptance of what is. It invariably carries an unconscious negative charge. When you complain, you make yourself into a victim.” ~ Eckhart Tolle

I wouldn’t be a victim. I’d be here. Now.

I’d be looking around the space I’m in, noticing the air, the feeling of this place. I’d have eyes taking in the scenery, I’d have a body doing what it does, I’d hear a dog bark and a car motor somewhere nearby, I’d smell the lotion on my hands, I’d have a mind drinking everything in.

Turning the thought around….

….there is nothing to complain about. Nothing.

“Not even knowing what’s true–just knowing what’s not true is enough, because what that leaves is the great surprise. And all you can know about it is its nature. And so you begin to live a fearless existence.” ~ Byron Katie

Just to see what its like to not believe you have something to complain about….woah.

Empty. Quiet.

“Often, the pursuit of happiness leads to sorrow…Really happy people aren’t pursuing happiness, have you noticed? But you think they got it because they pursued it! What’s not told to you is that the pursuit of happiness leads to sorrow. Even if we attain something that gives us some happiness, we know that whatever we’ve grasped won’t last forever. Even a great spiritual experience!….In the midst of all this is the sacred. Causeless happiness.” ~ Adyashanti

What if your complaints are innocent, but also…unnecessary?

What if you could decide to simply relax, rest, and not take your complaining seriously?

Now that’s exciting!

Much love, Grace

How Do You Know You Don’t Need To Know Why?

whywhywhyOne of the most common questions people have when looking at something very troubling (or even mildly disturbing) in life is WHY?

Why did that happen?

What was the cause?

Why did I act the way I acted, why did he/she do what they did? Why did she feel that way? Why did I feel that way? Where did this come from? Why is it going the way it’s going? What’d I do?

It’s like there’s this huge thirst to understand, to comprehend our nature, or other people’s reasons for doing what they do….

….but can we really find peace in knowing why?

Today in the Relationships Hell To Heaven class, that’s what we were investigating.

I need to know why “x” happened.

Yeah! It’s absolutely true!

If I knew why she dropped our friendship, if I knew why he was so mean, if I knew why he didn’t think our relationship was enough for him, if I knew why that happened to me, if I knew why life has turned out like this, if I knew why I got cancer, if I knew why I had so little money, if I knew why she said that….

....I’d be happier.

Are you sure?

Oh.

Not really.

How do you react when you believe you need to know why…and you don’t know 100% why something is the way it is?

I HATE NOT KNOWING! Argggh!

Participants in the group inquiry yesterday looked closely at how they felt when they believed they needed to know why something went the way it did:

Angry, frustrated, ruminating on the problem, driving their car in silence and rehashing what went on in the past, analyzing.

Who would you be, though, if you couldn’t believe you need to know why, order to be truly happy?

It’s one of those bizarre ideas, noticing who I’d be without the belief that I need to know why anything is the way it is.

Like my mind tries to go down an alley, or an interesting coldesac, or down a hole, or on a journey into space, but there’s no answer….

….and it’s OK that there’s no answer.

Full stop. No need to know why in order to be happy?

Yes.

I notice I have no idea why this world is the way it actually seems, why life is like *this*, why I am alive, why I was born, why the wind blows.

In my family growing up, my parents used to play music all the time. One album they put on regularly was by the singer Odetta who was popular in the 1960s and beyond. She had a fabulous song, a variation on a tune written by Woody Guthrie, I loved since I was about five called “Why Oh Why?”

The song is the sweetest moment of a child’s bedtime.

The child asks in the song….Why is the sky so blue? Why oh why oh why?

The parent answers “…because, because, because, because… goodnight, goodnight.”

“While there is nothing to fear about our natural state of infinite Being, such a state is beyond the ego’s ability to understand, and as always, egos fear whatever they do not understand and cannot control. As soon as our identity leaves the ego realm and assumes its rightful place as the infinite no-thing-ness/every-thing-ness of awareness, all fear vanishes in the same manner as when we awaken from a bad dream.” ~ Adyashanti

Deep breath.

I turn the thought around: I don’t need to know why, if I don’t.

Isn’t that lighter, more free, rather funny even?

“How do I know that I don’t need what I want? I don’t have it.” ~ Byron Katie

I don’t have the answer.

Turns out, I don’t need an answer.

Wow! Can you find it?

Much love, Grace