Some of the comments earlier this week reminded me of a time when my fear seemed both relentless and no longer tolerable. One night, on Byron Katie’s website, the line, “Who would you be without your story?” leapt of the screen and smacked me right between the eyes. On the spot, I registered for her nine-day school, even though I knew virtually nothing about it.
The school began one week later, which was fortunate, because if I’d had longer to think about it, I wouldn’t have gone. All that week, that question haunted me. Who would you be without your story? “Nothing,” the voice inside answered. Who would I be without my story? “Nothing,” was the only answer that came, over and over. I’ll be nothing.
There would be no me left–just a boring, plain vanilla, hollow shell of a person. With nothing to say. No desire, no opinion, no humor. No fun. Uninteresting. Empty. Lifeless. Nothing.
I told this to a friend and fellow coach a few weeks ago. Peals of laughter erupted from her. “Yeah, boring!’ she howled, “you are really plain vanilla and boring.”
But at the time, I could not separate myself from my stressful thoughts. Without them, there was nothing left.
Sometimes, the idea of living joyfully, content and fully alive, may be scarier than staying where we are, because we fear the loss of something essential to our identity. And that’s just another part of our story. Another thought, another untruth.
As we separate from our stressful stories, we become our own observers. As Eckhart Tolle reminds us, “The only way you can gradually go beyond the conditioned thought process is to simply be there as the witness.”
This week, can you separate a little more, and begin to witness yourself in the process of having your stressful thought?
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1 Dawn // Oct 13, 2008 at 1:55 pm
” I’ll be nothing”…Once upon a time that was a favored mournful refrain….Inquiry has turned that around for me to ” Yeah, I am nothing. I am free.”
The start of this inquiry process began after tearful, fearful days of moaning “I am nothing.” Finally, I told my partner why I was so sad, mad, scared,crazy, etc. “I am nothing. Nobody. I have no degree, credentials, etc., etc., etc.”
Lee is so wise. He listened and then stopped my thoughts in their tracks by asking me if I liked where I lived.
I love where I live…
He then asked me what did I love most…
I listed those things that brought me joy: birds, water, wind, changing seasons, the natural world alive with life.
He then asked me something that changed the way I looked at myself and my life…”Dawn, do the birds, the water, the wind care whether you have a degree?” I realized there is no such thing as ‘nothing’ to those things that bring the greatest peace and joy into my life.
I just wanted to share my experience with discovering the value of my nothingness.
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