Good Morning Relatives
its a sunny but very cold day here in Pipestone the dogs are playing after their breakfast the cat is napping in the sun the turkeys are finding the warmest places to hang out and I am having coffee
there is so much going on Im learning about balance and about remembering that my life at home my time that is not at my job is as valuable as my time spent for work is when I was a student as a child school had set hours when I was in school as an adult classes had set hours when I worked 9-5 jobs there were set hours then when i began working in the ambiguous world of doctor on call the set ness of hours went away and then when i owned my own practice I was rarely not at work
somehow the profession warranted all that value all that focus and energy and give away of my life to it and frankly it almost killed me
while I was working diligently I thought that the system the government the retirement investments etc… was doing their part to take care of me of us like in school we go to school and our parents for the majority of us were working and covering all the other ends and the administration the outside authoritative world was built and operated in such a way that it took care of us while we were doing other things it was a barter system built to help to maintain balance to make the gathering the town the city more sustainable in a larger system a system that was I suppose intended to make things available for barter that we otherwise could not make ourselves or obtain like tea from china cinnamon from ceylon or fresh vegetables from california cheese from wisconsin and plays from new york
we made trades and got things and enjoyed meals time reading or taking in or exercising or relaxing or watching sports or listening to an ensemble
and that I think is and was cool a good trade but somewhere along the way it seems there was a shift towards giving too much of our free time our personal lives for money for professional goals or fantasies on and on the time constraints of things became unconstrained kind of like the cell phone went from a safety conveinece to the ultimate robber baron of personal private space
so who stems the flow ?
I watch us myself my coworkers ( of which I am the oldest by at least 30 years) and others pouring our lives into the outside the other than the home and personal world
how did I notice this ?
how is it that a person who was a doctor now stop and rob cashier recognized an unhealthy insidious pattern in herself that she was taught trained and spent years participating in?
its easy sort of could've been easy
I kept waking up with a numb hand, arm, shoulder and pain in my thoracocervical junction area and I was way too tired to do very much at home other than write occasionally and read and do laundry (work clothes of course, and animal and heat chores)
yep I woke up unable to feel my arm or was way too cranky at work or was way too involved in the trauma drama that people brought to work and tried to leave with me ugggggh
so rather than just get stuck in a rut of complaint I thought I would see where I was allowing this to happen to me and I looked back over my work schedule and found the lure of money the lure of companionship? social time, pleasing others, pleasing authority, and a willingness to not value what I was doing at my home
you see I want to be a writer, well I am a writer but I want to be a published writer one who makes it in that world (what ever that means LOL) so I spend my time when I am not doing other things or avoiding the fear of success etc or working at the stop and rob or being afraid of getting to the end of the book and no one will want it on and on the predators come from within to keep me from this personal goal
so when I thought about it honestly and without avoidance, I was subtly but clearly giving away my energy and time to too many things and it was leading me to the numb arm and hand
the lifeless life
well been there done that relatives and got the t-shirt twice lol
the lifeless life my arm was reminding me about it
so I looked at my long standing old fear which translated into avoidance of telling someone in authority over me what it is that I want what it is that I am willing to accept I realize by now that making my "Wishes" known to management in a positive and friendly manner lasts only until the next staffing crisis and they come back to me and say Mary can you come in two hours early? Mary you have two days off in a row here and can you work just a four hour shift its not all day or the next thing I know I am working six days in a row because when one schedule week ends and the other starts on a different piece of paper graph it appears there is a break when there is not so the trying to be helpful or pleasant and not make waves or take on the weight of resisting refusing not fixing or helping with what they are wanting from me
whomever they are
becomes for me very very difficult
in thinking about this in reviewing it in my life here on paper I see get an inkling of the fear the underlying motivations of not wanting to not fit in not wanting to be seen as "negative" what eve that means for each person, or wanting approval, wanting to matter in a good way
these emotions flashes of people and their thoughts fears and "weaknesses"? not sure it is a weakness or if it is just as of yet an untrained muscular area in our personal functional psychic physique
its an area in ourselves in myself that is not yet trained sort of like not being potty trained I think when we are not yet potty trained we tend to shit on ourselves, and in places that are socially and hygienically unacceptable and it leaves us vulnerable to ridicule, punishment, self abasement, and ultimately shame poor self image and on and on when it is just shit it smells too much for people to use it for much or profit from it being deposited in an "inappropriate" manner place or time so most of society tends to really push for us to become mature, adult, grown up in our shit depositing habits until it is almost an involuntary thing for us to control our bowels and elemenations and we actually even outgrow the wonder, enjoyment and praise seeking behavior of the two, three, or however old child who says look! I made a deposit and my pants are clean!
so we go on from this into our teens or youngling stage and we have been trained to seek approval, good toilet behavior progresses into good job with school way to go for cleaning your room or doing your chores or helping grandma or your dad change the tire (do dads do that any more?) to seeking approval from the peers at school, or the teachers, or the coach, or the crowd at the basketball game and we grow into children, young, adults that seek approval and also get hooked on the rewards that are handed out when we perform perfectly for our audience, our teachers, our parents, our pastors, our coaches, our trainers, our masters
and thus we do not become masters of our selves of our own destinies yes we are in charge of it no doubt but we are not Masters
and it is important you say to teach our children not to shit on themselves and to make good grades and clean up their room and to be thoughtful yes it is
but it is also important to teach them i.e. me teach me you teach you now that we are beyond parents
it is important to teach ourselves that our life energy our time our focus our doing is valuable it is valuable when no one is looking or handing out money or scoobie snax or praise or reward
we are valuable on our own
and our little decisions about what to do with our time and energy pile up like tiny flakes of snow into a drift that eventually buries our lives in nothingness if we do not pay attention to what we are choosing and why
why do you go in the toilet?
why do you sit and read or help carry in food from the car?
why cut the grass? why wear clean clothes and how much energy and time do you spend cleaning them ? why hang out with people who you seek praise from? are they fun? really is it fun to be so dependent on others opinions?
do I go to work because I am avoiding my home life?
what ever the reason that I don't stand up for my own free time and choice of energy balance social interaction money and sense of contribution what ever the reason that I make the choice that I do if I have been trained to react rather than make a choice and if I persist in reacting rather than making a choice about my life and my time then I am most likely going to be sucked dry of my life into the profit that collects in someone else's pocket
and then eventually I will be a discarded shell of a person that even I don't want to live inside any longer
and either I will sink into the wall of the consuming world and become part of its structure or I might in a burst of accumulated rage against myself and the life sucking world around me strike out at that world
and it would be with no clear plan or a ability to follow through to a different end and like a fire cracker my energy would expend itself and then be lost and I would be left with the clean up
because I didn't realize there are alpha dogs out there, there are queen bees, there are ants in charge, there are human beings who are trained and or born to be predatory and who do and will suck the life right out of me as fast as I serve it up to them on my want to please platter
and because I didn't really realize
until i was older LOL like really older
that I had to watch out for myself
that I had to take good care of me really take good care of me and I mean way beyond how to wipe my ass so that I don't end up with stinky shorts
way beyond eat your vegetables and comb your hair
I have to take care of me and value me and see the joy in my day and create joy for me in my day
there is no trade for joy
there is no buying it
or earning points for it that someone will rebate you and handful of joy for
it truly comes from working your own life my own life my own self respect and gardening in my own little plot with my own little hands
it truly comes from that
so why all these long complex deep thoughts and conjectures relatives
because finding the nidus of what makes me tick and reprogramming the part of me that translates into who and how I am when I am the farthest away from my center in my day gives me confidence in my performance it gives me confidence and comfort in the knowledge that I am not screwing my self out of my own life LOL
I have a friend who plays classical guitar and not just at home but in a guitar orchestra she does this because it pleases her it pleases her to make this guitar sing and to combine it with others she revels in the joy of music and voice and she practices hours and hours of practice every day she does small things at the core of a music piece over and over until her hands have the memory of the movement and her ears and her breath and her body are all trained and practiced and combined into this wondrous organism of guitar music she does it because it pleases her
she likes to be a part of the great guitar orchestra and to be there as an voluntary presence with trained involuntary contribution to this great effort of musical expertise and joy
and thats what I m talking about relatives
you see I thought growing up that I was going to become a part of the great joy of life and all of us working together to this great amazing harvest of the garden
and I believe that we are and we can be and it is worth it
and I believe that what makes me a valuable cashier at the stop and rob is because I understand that at my core I am more valuable if I give to me as much as to them if I value my own time and work nd play and effort and if I do not trade my life for tomorrow or for a paycheck or an ira account or for pleasing the alpha dog I am more valuable if I am in balance and value me as much as I value making correct change or mopping the floor or being kind to the customers etc…..
so I have to find the sustainable me
I have to think it through because I am an adult Im past the mindless training stage of my life undoing takes effort and work but gives me joy because I already know that when i learn this thing that is at thend of these long complex traverses into thought and resultant human action when like my friend I spend the time unthinking and undoing and redoing then I find the music that I can play without thinking without worrying that at the end of the day my arm is going to be numb and my mind dissatisfied and lost or lonely
we are complex we are beautiful we are amazing and we sell ourselves short by trading mindless work for mindless praise
dont do it
but don't undo it by being violent with yourself or others remember kindness matters and all the time that is not spent cleaning up a violent outburst or recovering from the damage to you and those around you can be spent just enjoying and holding onto that person who cares for you the most
yourself
myself
I will be kind when i tell my boss no more working more than four shifts in a row and when someone anyone asks me or calls me to see if I can come in early rather than focusing on pleasing them or the money I will take a few minutes to think it through and see if it pleases me and my work in my own life
because if my life does not please me then I won't sustain it and ultimately they will lose a really good employees and I will lose a really good chance to exist
I have heard my friend play her guitar and she is great at it not the best or the worst not the key pin in the world of guitars but she is beautiful because she is present she shows up for and as herself and I know that the ultimate sound of that orchestra would be less if she was not there I can tell this because she is so amazing on her own
and that's it I am amazing on my own and when i showed up at work or in the company of others that amazing ness made a contribution that all my life made those who could seek my contribution again and again but what took me so long to learn is that when i am not amazing for me at home in my own personal privateness then I run out of amazing out there in the world
and like others have before me I began to flail about because my joy was overextended and my arms were numb and my mind exhausted and my skills resorted to violence which really sucks but is not so surprising when we look at our lives our culture and what we witness and see very day that when we are overwhelmed at the end of our rope we become violent
so what do I hold onto to keep me from being violent to hold me to kindness until i can get my home practice up to speed? because unlike my friend in the volunteer guitar orchestra and like most adults or human beings over the age of two I am unable to take a break from the great on stage ness of our lives and go to the betty ford center for sacred centered ness and be reintroduced into my regular world life through a series of really excellent 1/8th, 1/4, 3/8ths, 1/2 way houses so that I can learn to interact with the world and maintain my practice and truly i have no desire to live in a monastery
how do I hold onto this nidus of kindness when I go back into the world today, tomorrow? until I get it until I am practiced against all forces in the presence of all the alpha dogs and dog trainers in the tide of discontent in the real world how do I do it?
I think I'll start by going and vacuuming,
let me know what you think Relatives
what you think
enjoy your joy in your day
best
mary
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