I woke up this morning with my mind in a tangle, and my emotions in a storm.
I lay there in bed for a long time, wrestling with my thoughts and fighting hard against my feelings. But I was losing ground. No matter how hard I used my powerful THOUGHTS to try to extract myself from my other powerful THOUGHTS, it didn’t work. My THOUGHTS just got darker, and then my THOUGHTS about my THOUGHTS got more panicked and distressed, until new and worse THOUGHTS arose, and now we have a tornado, folks.
(This has happened to me before. But only once or twice.)
My mind thought: I NEED MORE THOUGHTS, TO FIX THESE THOUGHTS! THINK HARDER! FIND A SOLUTION TO EVERYTHING! STOP THIS! GET CONTROL! DIFFERENT THOUGHTS! BETTER THOUGHTS!
Then I remembered: I cannot use my mind to help my mind, when my mind is in distress.
At these moments, only the heart can help.
My heart stepped in quietly and said to my tired mind: “Come and rest your tangle here with me. I’ll take care of you, just the way you are.”
My mind said, “But, but, BUT —“
My heart said, “Shhh. I’ve got you.”
Then we all rested together — me, mind, heart.
No solving happened this morning.
Solving doesn’t always have to happen. Sometimes it can’t. Sometimes all you need is a safe place to rest.
Then I got up and drew this picture, for the next time I forget.
The above thoughts and picture are so beautifully articulated by Elizabeth Gilbert I just had to share them with you all. A reminder to me that just trying harder isn’t the answer. We all hold grief, trauma and emotions stuffed down inside our body. Part of healing is being our own safe place and resting from the wrestle.