Who would you be without that stressful thought? Sleeping.

sleep, silence, quiet, eyes closed….sometimes it’s simple

I am sooooo thrilled about starting the Eating Peace Process today with a small vibrant group of inquirers.

Everyone in the group receives the first presentation today (or any time in the next several days).

It has meant a ton of prep work. For me.

The Eating Peace Retreat also happens this coming Thursday right here in Seattle. Which involves 12 hour days with the amazing people who come here to do this work in person for 3 full days. (Remind me next time not to start them both at the same time).

This email is not about announcing these programs–you already know about them and I’ve probably done that enough by now.

I’m here writing now because….the ton of work. Noticing my stressful thoughts about these tasks.

My neck was aching, my eyeballs were hurting from staring at the computer screen or concentrating on creating my keynote presentations. I stayed up until 1:00 am two nights in a row I was so excited I guess.

I even had a local event only 2 nights ago in the middle of this planning and creating time, doing The Work with folks in Seattle at the marvelous East West Bookstore on eating issues.

I was there, rather than working on my Eating Peace Process Presentations. (There’s a lot of ‘P’s in these titles, I know).

Things got a little backed up. As in, tightly scheduled with a wedge and a hammer. No down time, no free time.

Have you ever had things wildly scheduled so close together you’re not sure you’re going to have time to breathe?

So even with all that going on, I’m here. Because. Thoughts.

Is it true, I need to WORK WORK WORK (picture sort of matronly looking nun clapping her hands and saying chop-chop)?

Um….yeah. Who else is gonna do it?

Can you absolutely know it’s true, you need to keep at it until you drop? Are you SURE you must push past the point of neck aches and a hot meal (speaking of eating peace)?

No.

I’m remembering Byron Katie musing about sitting at her computer, looking at 200 emails, and knowing she didn’t have to answer any of them if she couldn’t or life moved in another direction.

Nothing’s actually required here.

How do you react when you think you have to stick with something until it’s finished?

Kind of like a dog who can’t let go of a bone, or a squeaky toy. Jaw lock down. Like the sound of high revolutions, the way it sounds when you push hard on the gas pedal without being in gear on a stick shift. LOUD WHIRRING. Neglecting softness.

Sigh.

I just took a spontaneous very deep breath here, as I wrote.

Who would you be without your story of chop-chop stiff-upper-lip discipline high-rev don’t-take-a-break?

I’d drink a big glass of delicious water and go to bed.

Pretty much, right now.

Ahhhhhh.

Good night.

“We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.”

~ William Shakespeare

Much love,

Grace

I Need To Go To Sleep!

The idea that we each have any answer we have ever sought already inside of us is pretty spectacular.

When so many people live with depression, unhappiness, grief, anger, pessimism, fury and despair…if we really had all the answers inside us, then why don’t we find them?

I know one reason for me has been BECAUSE I’M TOO BUSY BELIEVING EVERYTHING I THINK!

I wasn’t asking myself very good questions. Or any questions! I was just feeling frustrated, scared, nervous or sad. Just FEELING.

The mind is racing as if it’s trying to find the perfect answer ASAP and discarding most potential ideas as “not good enough”. Like an obsessed dog chasing its tail!

Stress feels like thinking, then quicker than lightening having a feeling that isn’t fun or peaceful, then thinking something about THAT, then feeling again…like a ping pong ball game going 204 miles per hour. No room for slowing down and relaxing.

I remember Byron Katie talking about sleep to someone who had trouble with it, and I loved coming across the very same topic again not long ago with a client.

I recalled a man being upset about his lack of sleep. Katie said that in the middle of the night, when he couldn’t sleep, he could say to himself “how do I know I’m supposed to be awake? I am!” and that he could then do The Work.

These words rose up before me when at one point in my life when I had trouble sleeping. I would wake up every night around 3:00 am as I was traveling through my divorce. I was so unbelievably exhausted, I had never had trouble before sleeping my entire life with the exception of an occasional bad dream or worrisome situation like everyone does sometimes…but it was rare. Until then.

In the middle of the night when all was very quiet and it felt like all the world was asleep and everything was closed…I would be there with myself in full view. Nowhere to go.

I would start to write out my thoughts. They were very repetitive. I’ve been abandoned, I can’t stand it, I won’t make it, my life is ruined, I will never be the same again, I can never succeed, I need more money, this is a disaster…

The fear was terrible. The grief was horrendous.

However, not everyone wakes up because they are afraid. But everyone who wakes up and WANTS to go back to sleep, and cannot, always has some kind of problem with their thoughts.

If only the mind and “thinking” could be turned off….then I could sleep!

We all know, it’s impossible to turn off the mind with will power, or force, or demand, or pushing. Have you noticed how the mind keeps on going like the Energizer Bunny Grand Pooh Bah of The Universe?

No….the only thing that’s ever worked for me is to investigate what I’m actually thinking, believing, repeating over and over, ruminating on, and dwelling in.

This investigation can include, if you don’t find super stressful beliefs plaguing you, what you believe about SLEEP.

Let’s say you aren’t terrified out of your gourd like I was…and you STILL wake up at 3:00 am, or you toss and turn and think.

You might have a thought or two that is pretty stressful about sleep itself. I need to sleep now, I will feel awful tomorrow (as usual), I hate my mind, I can’t stand this, I have to find the answer to this sleep problem, this life is not working with lack of sleep, I don’t know what to do, I’ve tried everything.

One of my favorite questions in the investigation of thought is to ask “what would I be afraid of, if I didn’t have this stressful thinking?”

So in other words, if I wasn’t stressed about NOT SLEEPING? What’s the worst that could happen?

I’d just accept lack of sleep, eternally! I’d be wasted and drained and never enjoy life, forever! I’d always be worried every night when I lay down! I wouldn’t try to solve this problem! I’d feel hopeless!

Bruce Di Marsico, who was another wonderful inquirer with a little different flavor than Byron Katie, asks “why would NOT being stressed about something mean these terrible things would happen….or that change would NEVER happen unless you were stressed?”

What if I questioned all my angry attack thoughts about sleep and me needing more of it? What if I really imagined NOT being bugged about lack of sleep anymore…What if I imagined not having the thought “I need to sleep, I want to sleep, I hate my mind, here we go again”.

When I discovered that 3:00 am is an amazing magical time to do The Work because there are no distractions…that is when I found hope for the first time that I might have my own answers inside of myself.

I started finding turnarounds to all my painful thinking, even if I didn’t whole-heartedly believe them…I am not abandoned, I am found, I can stand this, my life is being born anew, it is so exciting that I will not be the same again, I am succeeding and I can succeed, my life is an amazing adventure, everything is possible. WOW.

Giving up being against something, even against not sleeping, can be frightening and weird and unusual and difficultOf course I want to sleep, jeez! I hate not sleeping!

“Throughout the day you actually hit the edges of your cage. When you hit these edges, you either pull back or try to force things to change so that you can remain comfortable. You actually use the brilliance of your mind to stay inside your cage. Day and night you plot and plan how to stay within your comfort zone. Sometimes you can’t even fall asleep at night because you’re too busy thinking about what you need to do to stay within your cage: ‘How can I make it so that she will never leave me? How can I keep her from ever becoming interested in someone else?’ You’re trying to figure out how to be sure that you won’t hit the edges of your cage.”~Michael Singer

Today, I love myself in this moment with compassion for trying so hard to stay inside my own comfort zones and not ever ask myself if things were really as bad as I thought they were. Worrying, pacing, hand-wringing, wondering, mulling over things, distrusting, anxious…

It never occurred to me to ask myself if it was true.

Love, Grace