I don’t know about you, but there are times when I feel like I just can’t face anybody. And, I mean any body.
So if you don’t mind, I’ll scoot under a down comforter, dial-up a time out, and disappear for a week or two, ok?
Sometimes, this strain of ‘spirt-snap’ spits out a scenario like this. “I’m heading out into the open air of my day. Slipping on a jacket, shades and a Covid mask. Layering my armor in the event of a chance encounter with any free-floating dementors.”
Right … :)
On other occasions, this ‘drive to hide’ shows up more abstractly. Perhaps some emotional heavy-weather has blown in. And, right quick, Self-Doubt steps up to take over the wheel.
Not an auspicious beginning for any road trip …
If you listen closely, you may notice a perceptible rhythm.
Remember that catchy Paul Simon lyric from Graceland?
♪I know what I know …♪
Only now, we’re singing it, ♪ I don’t know what I know ♪.
Our self-confidence has skipped town without notice, stripping the ground from beneath our feet.
And with confusion swingin’ around like a pinata, it’s plenty tough to get a good whack at some mental clarity.
So we hunker down …
This is Duck and Cover time, folks.
Duck: rapid deflection away from falling objects
Cover: defense against body blows to head, heart or gut
We give it our best shot in promoting the interest of our security. Making a reservation for self-preservation.
“Book me a table for one, please. Away from the bathrooms and any large plate-glass windows”.
But, Duck & Cover has its own limitations. As we’re taking measures against trauma, we are also generating it.
I mean, try asking yourself: what does this feel like? Huddling alone in that bunker, in the middle of a war zone in your head?
We’re hiding away, yes. Locked-in with our feelings of inadequacy and self-doubt. But, we’re also sheltering from our Light.
That private little hell we’re enduring applies just the right amount of pressure needed to crack us open …
There is a crack, a crack in everything,Leonard Cohen
That’s how the light gets in.
And, wouldn’t you know it? (You tell us, brother Steven …)
The process of growth … is the art of falling down. Measured by the gentleness and awareness with which we pick ourselves up … the openness with which we continue and take the next unknown step, beyond our edge … into the remarkable mystery of being.Steven Levine
So you draw in a deep breath. Removing your sunglasses and mask.
You take that next step.
Noticing, with a smile, that it is a dance step …