Thinking about Fear Part 1

I have been thinking about fear.

The other day a very beautiful and open 3 year old told me, "My dog's name is Ginger. She's going to die in a few days. I am going to die and that scares me." Oh, did my heart go out to him. I saw it with my own son too, at about the same age children become aware of death and it is deeply shaking for some of them. They do that lovely thing kids often do; you're going along in the car together or walking to the store holding hands or building a tower with blocks and they just nonchalantly say, "I am going to die." Or, "Mommy, I will miss you when you die." or some such straightforward and heart wrenching words that you feel completely unprepared for!

So what did I do for this 3 year old who just shared a deep and anxious fear? I said, "I know, I feel afraid about that too sometimes." After a moment or two, I did offer reassurances too, that most likely he will live for a very very very long time still and other such calming thoughts, but I started by just hearing him, "joining" with him. Even at 3, maybe especially at 3, we can join with each other in our fears and then, breath. Accept. There is no point in fighting the reality of death, and no reason to deny the fear. (Then my small friend got off the potty and ran back outside to play).

When my son went through this I had to decide if I really believe what I talk about, that by accepting and being with our feelings we are freer. I did not try to talk him out of his fear,  I just joined with him, agreed about it being scary. I didn't pretend or avoid. He did not become increasingly anxious, in fact he clearly moved on, as kids do. Did his fear disappear, or did he find a way to live with it, accepting it as part of being? That's my hope.


Free Writing

Free Writing is a great way to spend quality time with yourself. Sometimes it reveals some inner hidden thoughts or feelings we were not aware of before. Sometimes it is just fun and silly and sometimes it can be painfully brutally good for us.

The phrase was coined by Natalie Goldberg, who wrote "Writing Down the Bones" and a number of other good writing books. The idea is to use the medium of writing as a tool for getting fresh and fully present, to engage "1st thoughts" rather than thoughts about thoughts or judgments of thoughts. Natalie has a list of simple rules to follow, but the ones I remember right now are, keep the pen moving, don't stop even if you don't know what to say, forget about punctuation and grammar and no judgment allowed - anything goes.

For example, my 1st thought might be "I hate that pink dress.But instead of writing that simple thought, my thought about that thought might be, well, that's not very nice Sage, and then, why am I so judgmental or I can't write that and on and on. But if I am free writing I might just say, I hate that pink dress, it makes my eyes blink and makes me want to run away. I always want to run away...

So then I end up writing about running away instead of the pink dress. I didn't realize that I sometimes have an urge to run away. So now I can explore that urge, might be something interesting in that! I have used free writing as a tool for years for self reflection and for my own creative writing process.

Here's a silly free write - hopefully you will try your own

Does writing cost money? Can writing make me free? What would that feel like would I become like a sky writer like Harold and the purple crayon, writing my realities and adventures and ending up snug in my comfy bed at the end of the story? Free, can anything make me free? Do I really want to be free? What would I do, say, who would I be with, would it feel good? Am I free? Maybe, maybe I am No, I think I am not but sometimes I am a little free, laughing makes me notice freedom, sometimes crying, singing, writing can. when do I feel free is it a choice or is it in my biology, my pre-dis-po-sition. Such a great word, pre-dis-po-sition, It sounds lawyerly and sciencish and educated. It's loooooooooooooooooog. I like words, I like to be free with words, I like them on my tongue and in my ear and down my throat, coming up from my belly. Sometimes I shake with certain words, Sometimes I shudder, shudder shudder. Another cool word, it sounnds like what it is....



The Value and Purpose of Mindfulness

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Now that I posted these two mindfulness sites, I might as well add my own two cents! I believe that mindfulness is good for pretty much all of us. I do not believe that everyone needs to meditate, but I think it is possible that we all would be freer, happier and more comfortable in our lives by developing the ability to get mindful. Mindfulness is about tolerance, increasing our ability to tolerate different states without having to run from them. States like anxiousness, sadness, confusion, joy. (Joy? Am I saying that it can be hard to tolerate joy? Yes, I am!) And we know what I mean about running from them, these states, these feelings. Getting busy, turning on the computer/tv/phone, using food, drink, or other substances to alter our state, even talking can be a way to run from or avoid uncomfortable feelings. So mindfulness in a very simple way can help us have less need to run, it can really help us be more comfortable in our own skins!

I find myself saying the following to clients frequently, if we fight (resist, run from, avoid, argue with or try to ignore) almost any emotion, we usually lose. It works for the short term, but  usually that feeling comes back and sometimes with a vengeance! It seems that fighting what is, makes what is, stronger. I want to be clear, I am not suggesting that we need to or should be mindful all the time. We have rhythms. There are times to be mindful, times to be dreamy, times to be busy and more. I am advocating for increasing our bouts of mindfulness. For a bit more, or longer or more frequent forays into this present moment, slowing down and checking in with ourselves. For more moments of noticing exactly where we are, what we are thinking, feeling, doing. and then accepting what is. The benefits can be subtle but are surely freeing.

I would love to hear about your experiments or experiences with mindfulness.

Accepting Absolutely Everything

This is a post from a wonderful Buddhist Teacher's Blog, Tara Brach. Please read, ponder, question, enjoy!

Accepting Absolutely Everything

“The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.” —Carl Rogers 

Mohini was a regal white tiger who lived for many years at the Washington D.C. National Zoo. For most of those years her home was in the old lion house—a typical twelve-by-twelve-foot cage with iron bars and a cement floor. Mohini spent her days pacing restlessly back and forth in her cramped quarters. Eventually, biologists and staff worked together to create a natural habitat for her. Covering several acres, it had hills, trees, a pond and a variety of vegetation. With excitement and anticipation they released Mohini into her new and expansive environment. But it was too late. The tiger immediately sought refuge in a corner of the compound, where she lived for the remainder of her life. Mohini paced and paced in that corner until an area twelve by twelve feet was worn bare of grass.

Perhaps the biggest tragedy in our lives is that freedom is possible, yet we can pass our years trapped in the same old patterns. Entangled in the trance of unworthiness, we grow accustomed to caging ourselves in with self-judgment and anxiety, with restlessness and dissatisfaction. Like Mohini, we grow incapable of accessing the freedom and peace that are our birthright. We may want to love other people without holding back, to feel authentic, to breathe in the beauty around us, to dance and sing. Yet each day we listen to inner voices that keep our life small. Even if we were to win millions of dollars in the lottery or marry the perfect person, as long as we feel not good enough, we wouldn’t be able to enjoy the possibilities before us. Unlike Mohini, however, we can learn to recognize when we are keeping ourselves trapped by our own beliefs and fears. We can see how we are wasting our precious lives.

The way out of our cage begins with accepting absolutely everything we are feeling about ourselves and our lives, by embracing with wakefulness and care our moment-to-moment experience. By accepting absolutely everything, what I mean is that we are aware of what is happening within our body and mind in any given moment, without trying to control or judge or pull away. I do not mean that we are putting up with harmful behavior—our own or another’s. Nor do I mean that we are confirming the truth of a negative belief, such as “I am a loser.”

Rather, this is an inner process of accepting our actual, present-moment experience. It means feeling sorrow and pain without resisting. It means feeling desire or dislike for someone or something without judging ourselves for the feeling or being driven to act on it.

Clearly recognizing what is happening inside us, and regarding what we see with an open, kind and loving heart, is what I call Radical Acceptance. If we are holding back from any part of our experience, if our heart shuts out any part of who we are and what we feel, we are fueling the fears and feelings of separation that sustain the trance of unworthiness. Radical Acceptance directly dismantles the very foundations of this trance.

Since non-acceptance is the very nature of the trance, we might wonder how, when we feel most stuck, we take the first step out of it. It can give us confidence to remember that the Buddha nature that is our essence remains intact, no matter how lost we may be. The very nature of our awareness is to know what is happening. The very nature of our heart is to care. Like a boundless sea, we have the capacity to embrace the waves of life as they move through us. Even when the sea is stirred up by the winds of self-doubt, we can find our way home. We can discover in the midst of the waves, our spacious and wakeful awareness.

Mindfulness Schmindfulness

Mindfulness schmindfulness!

What is all the fuss about mindfulness? It seems to be everywhere now, but what does it mean? And why would I do it?

Mindfulness comes out of eastern meditation practices. Yes, let’s sit on the floor in a saffron robe folded in a lotus or some other flexibly impossible bent position with our eyes closed, a serene expression of bliss on our faces. This seems foreign and impossible. In this world of cell phones, work demands, and general busy-ness, the idea of sitting and doing nothing but breathing quietly may sound like torture. Others can only imagine how difficult it would be to sit still and quietly. Countless people have told me, “I can’t do that, I can’t make my mind be quiet!”

Fortunately you don’t have to be able to sit on the floor, folded like origami and manage somehow to stop the lightening fast non-stop thoughts that run through your brain in order to experience and benefit from mindfulness. You don’t have to make your mind be quiet.

What good is it?? What good does it do? First we have to talk about what mindfulness is in order to understand what good it may serve. I think of mindfulness as curiousity. It is taking a moment to notice our inner experience. What is that!?!?! We have an inner experience? We do! All of us, all the time. Most of the time we walk around vaguely aware of ourselves. We’re aware of tasks, working, worries, lists, a few body sensations like hungry, tired, stiff, etc. A few flashes of emotion here or there, anger at the person who just cut you off, annoyance at the price of gasoline, a laugh at the cuteness of your baby or a smile from a co-worker or friend.

Is that all of it? Is there something else going on inside us that we are not aware of??? Here’s how mindfulness can change things. What if we spent a little more time on one particular worry. What if we tried a mindful practice of stopping, sitting still (on a chair or couch is fine!) and checking in with ourselves about that one thing. Ok, so I keep worrying about my son’s new habit of chewing on his sleeve. Sit down, take a breath, what can I notice when I think about this habit? Ugh, it’s kind of gross. Ok, so there’s a little concern about the cleanliness of it. What else? Ah, there’s a worry thought. Is he ok? Is he doing that in lieu of his old pacifier habit and does that mean he’s stressed? That leads me to thought of what has been going on in his life and reasons why he might be stressed. Ok, that could lead me to a whole lot of other thoughts and worries but I want to stay mindful of this one worry. Curious. So back to it, I imagine him doing that in my mind, there he is (cutie-pie) and I can see him with his wet sleeve in his mouth. Ah, I notice a feeling of compassion. The thought arises, it must feel good to him, to chew on that. He must need it for something, even if I am not sure what. Then I notice that I take a deep breath. Ok, so maybe that’s enough for now. I have noticed my concerns, my worries and I am reminded to pay a little more attention to his
stress level.

So a moment of mindful curiosity has given me greater understanding of how I feel and what I want to do with this one worry. Now instead of having that worry run around the hamster wheel of worries that lives in my brain, along with all the other unexamined worries, I have done something with it and it is mildy relieved.

The “practice” of mindfulness is the intentional action of doing what I just described, bringing slowed, conscientious attention to the present moment and being curious. It doesn't solve everything, it doesn't try to solve anything. It just helps me understand myself a little better.