Day
two! There’s nothing more intimidating
than facing one’s self. I’m pretty sure
my expectations of me will always be higher than everyone else’s. In fact, I think that’s the leading cause
behind self-doubt. Obviously we want to
please those around us- our parents, bosses, pets, children. It would seem that every person we meet
expects a certain level of intelligence, or compassion, or common sense. In the end the only person we come home to is
ourselves. And it’s at home, in the dark
that we ponder all of our personal flaws that we’ve displayed for the day. “I had no solution to that problem at work.” “I forgot to say ‘Have a nice day’ to that
clerk.” “I should have held the door for
that lady.” I should have let that car go in front of me.” Lost patience, lost opportunity, failed plans
are all things that we beat ourselves down about. It may be the case that your boss noticed
that there was an error in your report to them, but I can guarantee you that
they aren’t at home at night thinking about that blip on their radar. They are tossing in bed rehearsing what they
are going to say at the board meeting, and thinking about how they should’ve
made it to their kids ball game.
In Buddhist practice,
you hear a lot about compassion. I see
people struggle with having compassion on a daily basis. Someone steals a pen from their desk. An employee is late coming in to work. Their kids managed to make a mess of the
kitchen. At some point they will be so
wrapped up in their day that all of that will fall away and they will move
forward. But showing compassion for
ourselves is something that we save for those wee hours of the night, those
quiet moments when our minds can quiet the chaos of the day. That’s a tough thing to deal with while
meditating. Even just sitting down
brings a panic as I think how poorly my mind will focus.
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