I spent a lot of time yesterday planning. I love to plan. I take out the calendar, set goals and deadlines, write them down, and usually don’t execute.
This time though, I am going to execute. I have to break this long streak of not finishing.
I found myself talking to myself in the kitchen yesterday. I was thinking about this fear and risk averse problem of mine and wondering how this became such a meme in my life?
I KNOW where it all started. I know that my misguided and messed-up mother did a lot of damage. I can actually pinpoint the exact moment when the virus was implanted in my system.
Knowing that this malware is messing up my program doesn’t stop it from doing so, though. I wish it did. But it doesn’t.
What would stop it? It needs to be quarantined. But how do I do that? I need a psy-ops team to go into the deep recesses of my psychological system and cordon off this area to keep it from flooding my nervous system with cortisol every time I think of doing something that is going to make me vulnerable to criticism.
How to do that? If I could figure that out, I could get rich. That’s because everyone has bugs in their systems. Toni Packer used to tell me, “As soon as a thing is SEEN, it no longer has to operate.”
In other words, as soon as I realize, and allow myself to feel that sickening feeling right in the moment, that’s the moment the monster is de-fanged.
Just like shining a light under the bed when you think there are monsters under there. Nope. No monsters. Go back to sleep.
But it is really scary to look under the bed when you BELIEVE there could be deadly monsters there.
Darren Hardy talked about “Lack and Attack.” He said that the brain wasn’t designed to make us happy. The brain was designed for survival. So the brain is always scanning for lack: Are we going to run out of food? Is anyone threatening our land? We are also always scanning for attack: Who is out to get me? Where am I vulnerable?
My childhood was a “lack and attack” playbook. There was always the fear of lack (financially and emotionally) and the fear of attack from a mother who was always angry and frequently violent, first to us, and then when we became older and harder to beat, she would self-destruct in order to control through psychological manipulation.
So how come if I know what’s messing me up, and I know that it’s all safe now, and I no longer believe in monsters under the bed, why does this stupid virus still freeze my program?
Every morning I go to the studio, and after my posture practice I sit for awhile and “scan for viruses” in my mind. I think this might be a good strategy for vanquishing fear because I am coming to realize that none of it is real: not the really messed up parts of my personality , nor the really good parts either It’s all just “thoughts,” and as such, just mental activity, brainwaves, inner theater.
It doesn’t become real until I begin acting “as if” it is real.
So I just have to stop acting in that drama, acting afraid.