I can't tell you how many times a day my inner monologue begins, "I don't want..." I also can't tell you, because it's alarming and I'd rather not say, how many daily tasks arrive on that 'do not want' list--and we're not talking things like politics, violence, or societal upset. I mean, those things don't even make the list most days--that's how crowded with the mundane this little mental tally sheet has become.
Here's the question--how much energy, how much resentment, how much anger leaks out from the cracks generated by the sheer causticity of this list? It's got to be unmeasurable and it's got to be taking its toll. So what if we were to embrace, to offer welcome, to these unwanted arrivals? I know what you're thinking--we seem to have this fear that if we welcome what we don't want, we'll get more of what we don't want. So let me ask you this--how has that strategy been working for you? Has the stubborn refusal to acknowledge the daily drudgery with anything other than resentment made you a happier person? A person more at peace in her world and with her tribe?
Right. Me neither.
So what's to lose in embracing the act of welcome? From where I'm sitting, all I see is a lot less whining, a lot less tension, and a lot less anxiety. This is about embracing reality, not the story you tell yourself about the reality you experience through your filter. The story is the problem, and we've become good storytellers--good, but dark and pessimistic storytellers.
So drop the story. For now. For five breaths. See what weight is lifted. See with what ease you move through your day, unhampered by dark alleys and lurking shadows.