Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

You aren't doing this correctly.

April 7, 2016

 It's funny, really. That energy of worrying about others...I've found it's actually (in its prolonged state...) a selfish practice. Sure, you can quite naturally worry about someone driving in bad weather, about whether they'll get a coveted job or the like, but even that--it's about not quite trusting the choices that person is making: they're a careless driver, a poor interviewee...etc. 

 

When I catch myself worrying about others in their lives, I try to distill it down to the essential: what is that actual choice *that person* is making in this situation that concerns me? Is it (more or less) objective (i.e. do they need new tires to drive safely, a new suit for the interview?). If so, I'll voice that concern. Worry over. 

 

Or (the big OR) am I thinking *Man, I could do this better...?*

 

Yeah. That's a whole other story. I try to weed those out, because, hey, my life is certainly not one to held up as a beacon of bright, shining, uncomplicated success--that's for damn sure. 

 

So, yes. This caustic, slow-dripping acid torture of worry... Why not, if at all possible, step out of the way? Take it off your plate. It is, after all, a relief that we are only, thankfully, responsible for our own little lives this time around.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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