Scrambling for the Safety Zone
Tuesday, February 7, 2012 at 9:31 AM “We spend all our energy and waste our lives trying to re-create zones of safety which are always falling apart.” Pema Chodron
Scrambling for the safety zone. Is that what my mind is doing these days? Scrambling. Scrambled. I scramble. The challenge to quiet my spinning thoughts rises. So I pick up pen and notepad while Aslan, my ever-present muse, scrambles and scurries—actually he saunters—to take his place between my chest and journal. His nose tucks beneath my left arm as he snuggles into position. Is this his meditation time or mine? Who is teaching who?How will I share my passion with the world? The morning’s question sends me scrambling for the safety zone of assurance. What’s next? How many sales? (Let that go.) Will people like it – receive it – buy it? (It doesn’t matter.) Will they relate – be moved – touched? (Maybe. Maybe not.) I’ve put it out there. Now what? My mind scrambles to fill the space. Write here. Schedule there. Do this. Don’t do that. Just BE... comes the overarching message. Stop scrambling! Breathe. Release. BE.
Where do you find yourself scrambling for a safety zone today? Is it working or would it feel better to breathe, release and simply Be?
Being, Mindfulness, Practice, aslan
Reader Comments (1)
I decided hell or high water this a.m. I would meditate - after all I was in a workshop on Saturday doing just that for 5 hours. So why is it so hard to sit at home and just be for half an hour?.....it wasn't. I made it happen today and the rest of the day just moved along very nicely around that moment of peace! When do we ever learn? Practice, practice, grow, grow:)))) xoxoxo