Thinking about my connecting-with-the-universe thing from last week’s post about engaging the senses to short-circuit my inner worry-wart. Here’s how that sixth, or maybe seventh sense feels to me. I feel like I expand as a huge cloak over the entire Earth and I can feel all of the “collective consciousness” of the planet, both human and the being of the Earth itself (which I believe is sentient/conscious like we humans are).
When my friends tell me about the feeling of calm they sense around me (sixth sense!), it is the energy of the entire planet that they feel, the planet that knows all changes and processes it goes through (and we go through) will be all right in the circle of life.
Ironic, then, that I fight my worry-wart self all the time, eh? What’s that about? I think it’s the soul of me having to break through those electrochemical brain pathways that formed to cope with my fears from childhood. And I did not have a particularly traumatic childhood; it’s not about trying to recover from physical or sexual abuse or poverty anything like that. I have been truly blessed in life in many ways. But when we are children, we don’t see bigger pictures in our world as well; we just feel our own desires and see that they are not all met, and so we worry that our happiness is dependent on what other folks feel and do.
But we are neither just our inner child, nor are we just the accumulation of the fears and desires of those around us; we are actually the consciousness of the fabric of the universe. Yes, I know this doesn’t help when cash flow is short and your spouse just left you, but stop for a minute. No. Stop.
Remember my post from last week. Look around, listen to the world in the distance, smell the air, touch a surface, taste the remnants of the water you just drank.
Now. Breathe. Breathe again. Feel all those fears. Feel like crying. Breathe again. Feel the energetic hug that surrounds you.
Hear my grandfather saying, “Everything happens for the best.” No, don’t dismiss that. You are alive and probably more than five years old, so you know that’s true.
Keep moving, feeling, creating, loving, and stop every day to gather your five senses; use them to find your sixth. Be at peace for a moment; let those moments grow.
Signposts on the Hermit’s Path
Yeah, I’m going to send you to James Altucher. Not sure I could simplify life to the level he has, but he’s a really great teller of stories to get your attention about things, and to inspire you to keep climbing out of your electrochemical ruts. I really like this story about Paul McCartney’s broken guitar string; great lesson about choosing how to handle stress. Go read it here.