Interesting that my last post was about Procrastination, and that it was dated October 17th! The good news is, I haven’t been procrastinating about moving along with creating my first ebook; just haven’t taken a moment to blog about it or about some of the health topics it’s going to include.
Today’s blog topic, in the category of Stop the Poisons, is Stress (good timing, right? just after a long “holiday”, with its own responsibilities and family interactions; did anyone have a totally mellow, totally restful time?).
Stress is one of those emotions that is a Poison to our bodies, minds and spirits. I’ve just downloaded, onto my Kindle (hooray for instant libraries!), a copy of a new book just published by some friends of mine, Tim Gallwey, John Horton and Edd Hanzelik (the latter two authors are M.D.’s). Their book is titled “The Inner Game of Stress” and is available on amazon.com. I just started reading it, and I’m excited because it’s going to be an informative and valuable resource for helping people not only see what Stress does to us, but learn how we can choose to not respond in habitual, detrimental ways to the “stuff” that the world is always going to throw at us. It’s how we RESPOND to the stuff life throws at us that’s the important thing.
Over the holiday, I had an event unfold that threatens my own family’s finances (caused by an extended family member whose past financial irresponsibility is going to negatively impact our own cashflow, for some time to come). Money, of course, is one of the Stressors in life that tends to have a high emotional charge (did you know the majority of divorce is caused by financial issues?).
At first, my response to this unexpected stressful situation was to get really, really angry, and frustrated, and resentful. I was actually surprised how often I seemed to be wanting an ill fate to be suffered by this person, whose own whirlwind of deceit seemed to be threatening to engulf my life. Eventually, I was able to strategize some positive action steps to improve and stabilize the situation, but my seething resentment lingered, and I could feel my blood pressure steadily boiling along at a higher level than normal.
Then, I remembered: I have a meditation practice I can go to, every day, to connect with and feel what is most important in my life: love, perspective, inner freedom, inner peace. Once I “got back” to that tranquil emotional space, and now that I am remembering to be there for at least part of every day, I can look out at what happened like a spot of mud that got thrown on my windshield; as long as I turn on the “wipers” of my own connection and calm, that mud can simply be wiped off, so I can see clearly, and appreciate, what’s most important in front of me.
I’ll close by pasting in a poem I wrote last week, after a night of tossing and turning, over-thinking the stressful event; the poem is about how I felt after realizing I could choose somewhere else to “be” besides in the midst of my own mind’s chatter.
SOUNDS OF SILENCE
Running conversations in my head,
swirling chatter: hit the mute button.
I don’t have to listen every moment.
Change the channel.
Trees are helping push
the wind along in a swoosh
that resonates between my open ears.
Crickets rub their wings like
cosmic violins, one high note to match
the sound the earth makes.
Water flows like love into my heart;
I hear its eddies, lining me with compassion
and with peace.