Ah,
You're feeling overwhelmed,
Bless your cotton socks.
You're currently busy auditioning for the role of Most Tortured Soul,
Aren't you?
It's cute really.
But Newsflash,
Your brain is just firing off some electrical noise.
You don't have to listen to the soundtrack.
You don't have to star in the movie.
You can just.
Exit the theatre.
In the Tibetan tradition,
They talk about Rigpa.
Your true nature.
It's like the sky.
The anxiety.
That's just a thunderstorm.
The sky doesn't get damaged by the lightning,
Does it?
Stop trying to fix the weather.
Just realize.
You're the sky.
Forget the why and focus on the how.
If your feet aren't on the floor,
You're not here.
One feet.
Plant them.
Feel the floor.
You're not a ghost,
You're a human with masks.
To breathe.
Steady.
Not the,
I'm having a panic attack,
Shallow flutter,
But a real.
Belly filling brass.
3.
The yawn stretch,
Reach for the sky,
Out to the sides and down.
It's impossible to be a brooding,
Cinematic lead while you're doing a massive,
Silly yawn stretch.
It forces the system to reset.
Whether you're a physicist seeing energy.
A cyberneticist seeing feedback.
Or a director seeing a bad plot.
The solution is the same.
Stop feeding the loop!
Every time you analyse why you're anxious.
You're just adding more fuel to the fire.
You're not solving a mystery.
You're just creating more drama.
The next time the loop starts,
Just say,
Yep.
The old misery cave monologue again.
How predictable.
Don't fight it.
Just acknowledge it and go back to your feet.
If you can't think straight,
Stop thinking,
Start moving.
I'm done.
You're not fixing yourself.
You're just returning to base camp.
You've got this tool now.
Feet,
Breathe,
Stretch.
It's yours to use in the car.
At your desk.
Or when you're about to give a heartfelt speech.
To the flowers in your garden.
You're already free.
You've just been too busy decorating your cave to notice.
The door was unlocked the whole time.
Stretch out.
Open your eyes.
Get on with your day.
You're perfect.
Even when you're a bit of a mess.