Fear & Attention

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boo-boo in Wyoming – NOT watching the road!

There is fear when setting boundaries.  I don’t want to let people down – especially those I love.  And I really enjoy doing things for my people!  I’m learning though, that when I feel pinched, annoyed or resentful this is a signal that a boundary is being crossed.  Still, I don’t want to let you down – do I do it?  Yes?  No?  Maybe?

Dr. Henry Cloud says in his book Boundaries, “Good boundaries prevent resentment.  It is good to give.  Make sure, however, that it is the proper amount for our situation and resources.”  Living with resentment is a sure way to derail me, and I don’t want to end up in the ditch!  So hunker down honey and sit with the fear and discomfort.

Martha Beck had a great post this past week on “How to Tame Your Fears” – Number 5 of her 6 Steps to “steer through fear” caught my attention:

Watch the path, not the obstacles:  “When you shoot”, my friend Jim, a hockey player, once told me, “you never want to look at the goalie.  Look at the space around him.  Where your eyes go the puck goes.”  A white-water kayaker warned me, “Look at the water, not at the rocks.  Where your eyes go, the boat goes.”  My riding instructor shouted, “Look where you want to go, not where you don’t.  Where your eyes go, the horse goes.” 

Got it?  Where our attention goes, our lives go.  As you take each step be peripherally aware of dangers, but glue your attention to the path between them.”

“Where our attention goes, our lives go.”  I’m convinced that boundaries bring not only a lack of resentment, but joy and gratitude.  Stop focusing on the rocks (letting you down) – and focus on the path (giving from a place of love). Rome, Italy

“. . there is no penalty for not being able to walk on water.” – Veronique Vienne, The Art of Imperfection 

Boundaries – Service, Gratitude

Wyoming 1The best time to learn boundaries is when you’re a kid.  Learning to live with boundaries as an adult is messed up.  Not that I have a choice in the matter.  Okay – I have a choice.  If I want to live a full, productive and joy-filled life, I need boundaries.  And I need them everywhere; in relationships with my friends, family; husband.  I need them at work, socially and I need them with myself.

Being boundary challenged is a recent epiphany.  Bursts of new personal insights are not unexpected when pursuing the examined life.  I do recall back in September asking “What do I already know that is preventing me from learning?” THEN: “If I wait and am willing to hear – have the courage to hear – it will be revealed.”  Sigh – don’t you just LOVE when the Universe hears and responds!

A friend lent me her book Boundaries, by Dr. Henry Cloud.  It’s steeped in Christian devotions – and she wasn’t sure I’d relate.  While it’s a bit more biblical than I generally prefer, the content is eye-popping.  The message comes when the student is ready – no matter the form.  Bought the book.

Dr. Cloud says “it is often easy to see problems, but difficult to make the hard choices and risks that result in change.”  He outlines steps we can take to effect change in our relationships.

  1. “Inventory the symptom. First, you need to recognize the problem and agree to take action to solve it. . .
  2. Identify the specific boundary problem. One step beyond identifying the symptom is putting your finger on the specific boundary issue.  .  .
  3. Find the origins of the conflict. This is probably not the first relationship in which this boundary issue has arisen. . .
  4. Take in the good. This step involves establishing a support system. . . Get help. . .
  5. Practice new boundaries in safe relationships, relationships in which people love you unconditionally. . .
  6. Say no to the bad. Put limits on the bad … stand up to abuse … say no to unreasonable demands. . . there is no growth without risk and a facing up to fear. . .
  7. Forgive.  To not forgive is to lack boundaries.  Unforgiving people allow other people to control them. . .
  8. Become proactive. . . figure out what you want to do, set your course, and stick to it. Decide what your limits are. . .
  9. Learn to love in freedom and responsibility. Remember the goal of boundaries: love coming out of freedom. . .  

Beware!  Dr. Cloud warns that it’s likely an “angry cloud” may follow new boundary setting.  This happens “when people begin telling the truth, setting limits and taking responsibility.”  Lovely. Thank goodness it doesn’t last!

There are clues that boundaries test me; I see symptoms crop up – symptoms I don’t want showing up in my life: resentment, anger, frustration; melancholy.  Logically I see the value of setting and keeping boundaries.  Emotionally I freeze.  I did ask for the willingness and courage to hear the message.  Now I need the willingness and courage to apply the learning.

My lifetime of coping mechanisms are pretty entrenched.  It will take effort and tenacity to change.  I detest confrontation – run like hell from arguments.  When I can’t run, I appear cold or absent.  Standing firm and withstanding my need to shut down, run away or strike out isn’t something I can do alone.  I’m not bullet-proof.  Changing could mean loss.  Changing will be uncomfortable.  But now that I know about this need, changing is my only choice.

A bright spot – because of the super safe space I have at work with my friend and boss, I’ve started to set boundaries on the job.  Not done without discomfort, not done overnight.  As I walked into the building one beautiful day last week I thought – “I am so grateful.  I’m lucky to work here.”  This is new – as I’d been grumbling and griping a lot lately (anger cloud?).  Can it be that by applying a few simple boundaries, blowing off the dust of resentment, I can find a way to serve my Company – and do it in a way that generates gratitude?

This gives me hope – hope that I can apply boundaries in other areas of my life that are a bit more personal.  Hope that the service I give and gratitude I’ll reap in these areas will make it all worthwhile. Wyoming 7

“Relationships have a way of rubbing our noses in the slime of life – an experience we would rather forego, but one that offers an important exposure to our own depth.  – Thomas Moore, Soul Mates

Monkey Mind

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Atlanta Zoo

For the times I get hijacked by the committee in my head . . . a nice reminder from Deepak Chopra’s book, Life After Death: The Burden of Proof:

“There was a monkey who was shut inside a small room in a castle tower. Nothing was happening in the room, but the monkey wasn’t content to sit there.

“The monkey could only divert himself by going to the window and looking out at the world. This distracted him for a while, but then he started to think about his situation. How did he get in this tower? Who captured him and put him there? The monkey’s mood began to darken. There was nothing to do, no one to talk to. These thoughts made him more and more depressed. The room seemed to close in; the monkey started to sweat anxiously. No, he suddenly realized, I’m not in a room, I’m in hell. Quickly his depression grew into anguish and anguish into torment. The monkey saw demons all around inflicting every imaginable pain.

“This is it, the monkey thought. I am in eternal hell. And so the torment continued, getting worse and worse. The monkey saw no way out. But gradually it actually got used to torment, and then a bit bored. How much time had elapsed? Years, ages-the monkey couldn’t remember. But in his mind he saw images of the nice room he used to live in. It wasn’t such a bad room, not really. In fact, it was rather pleasant to be by oneself looking out the window at all the fascinating things going on outside.

“Bit by bit the demons stopped torturing the monkey and withdraw. He began to feel better, and soon the day came when he found himself back in the room as before, only now he was feeling optimistic. Life was free of pain, which is enjoyable in itself. The monkey grew more cheerful, and then . . .”

“. . . The monkey is going to heaven.”

“He starts to feel better and better, until he imagines himself in Paradise, and instead of being punished by demons he is being soothed by angels. Ah, the monkey thinks, I am in eternal bliss.”

“Until he gets bored again. . .”

“The monkey is the mind, sitting alone in the tower of the head. As the mind expands with pleasure and contracts with pain, it creates every possible world, constantly falling for its own creations. The monkey will believe in heaven for a while, but then boredom will set in, and being the seed of discontent, boredom will pull him out of heaven and back down to hell.”

“. . . So we’re all trapped. That’s horrible. . .”

“Only if you agree to be trapped.  I didn’t say the tower was locked” . . . “There is an infinite domain outside the castle walls. Take your mind outside the walls. There is freedom outside, and having achieved it, you will never be forced to go to heaven or hell again.”

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Venice, Italy

Good to know the door isn’t locked!  Trick may be getting my tush over the threshold.

Don’t Rain on My Parade

There’s a lot to be said for the law of attraction when it comes to asking for advice.  If I want what you have – I might be willing to do what you did – to get what you got.

What if the advice I get is smart, logical, makes total sense, but feels wrong for me?  Sometimes advice rankles.  It’s not wrong – but it’s not exactly right either.  Getting advice from a place of love and support broadens my perspective; shines a light on the rocks in the road that my rose-colored glasses skim.  If I’m going to dive off a cliff, let my eyes be wide open.

Could smart, logical advice feel wrong because what I truly want is risky, crazy, shocking; completely off the beaten path?  When do I listen and embrace your advice?  When do I listen then ignore it?

The outrageous, weird and unconventional appeal to me; I feel checked by the straight and narrow.  This isn’t obvious from my behavior the past 10-15 years.  What am I doing different? Am I holding back?  Do I have more to lose?  Am I getting cautious, conservative; conformist?  What constrains me; constrains my dreams?

Do I have the courage to ignore good, solid, loving advice?  If I do, am I willing to face the consequences?

Take Parade Song_1me back to a favorite anthem – “Don’t Rain On My Parade” from Funny Girl.

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I know what it feels like to fall on my ass.  It hurts – there are consequences to the choices I make.  But my worst fear (me = toothless bag lady) – not likely.  So Bring It.  Bring me the amplitude of 11, on the scale of 1-10!

Mermaid Parade (Coney Island – 2012)

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“If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.  Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.”   ―   Henry David Thoreau

Do You Have the Guts?

Anita Competition WinnerAnita has the guts to compete.  She also has the discipline, the focus and the will to bring her A-game to win!  And win she did; three for three trophies!  I almost lost my voice cheering!  What an inspiration.  What perseverance – what guts!  During her long weeks of training, Anita and talked almonds.  Eight almonds to be exact; that’s how many her trainer said she could eat a day.  Anita LOVES almonds, said she couldn’t stop at eight.  So she didn’t eat any.  What!?!  That is one serious woman.  What a magical night watching her compete and win.  I walked out of there feeling like a winner – just because I know her!

Seth Godin says “your biggest failure is the thing you dreamed of contributing but didn’t find the guts to do.”

What do you dream of doing?  What’s stopping you?

Go on, do it – I double dog dare ya!

Anita Competes