Ah,
So the world's uncertain again.
You're worried about the future.
How original.
You've got this lovely little narrative that your internal state is a direct result of external events.
It's a nice story,
Really.
Keeps you feeling like a victim.
You're just a biological machine that's redlining because you don't know how to stop pushing the throttle.
Close your eyes.
You're not anxious.
You're just experiencing sensation.
Can you tell the difference?
Anxiety is a thought.
A racing heart is a physical fact.
You're layering a story over your own biology and then wondering why you're so exhausted.
Stop adding the story and see what's left.
It's just energy.
It's just meat.
It's just a lie.
Yeah,
You're not broken.
You're a bag of bacteria and electric impulses and you're acting like your brain is the CEO of the cosmos.
You've got trillions of cells doing their job without your permission.
Your heart beats,
Your blood flows,
And your liver cleans the mess.
All while you're sitting there in a panic about an email you haven't sent.
You're not the manager,
You're just the tenant.
Start acting like it.
I once saw a video that sent my body into a full-blown electric fence panic.
Even after I had healed.
Does that make me weak?
It makes me a primate with a nervous system.
The trigger is just a ghost from the past.
Acknowledge it.
Laugh at the absurdity of it and realize that you are still standing.
The trigger doesn't own the house,
You do.
Take a breath.
You think your concerns are meaningful?
From the perspective of the cosmos,
Your anxiety is a rounding error.
You are a momentary ripple in an infinite ocean.
Does the ocean worry about where the water is going?
Nah,
It just flows.
Be the ocean,
Not the ripple.
The ripple is temporary.
The water is eternal.
Stop trying to untangle the worries.
You're just pulling on the yarn and making the knot tighter.
Let the knot be.
You don't need a perfect state of calm.
You just need to be present.
You are healthy.
You are here.
And you're alive.
Now move your fingers,
Wiggle your toes and get back to the world.
And for heaven's sake,
Stop taking your thoughts so seriously.
You're perfect.
And you're completely irrelevant.
And that's the best news you'll get all day.