🌲 TREE 233: It’s not all about you
One.
Fintan has a lot of elbows and he is not afraid to come at you, bro.
Two.
Where are you located?
Always at the centre of the observable universe,
provided you are doing the observing.
Everything you experience happens in relationship to you,
at the centre of the universe.
It’s easy to see why this illusion sometimes convinces people that they are more powerful and responsible than they can possibly be. They believe they are little (failing) gods who must always do better, try harder, strive and strive and strive to bring peace and happiness to the sphere that radiates from them. They heap guilt on the frustrated speck of their existence while the world spins merrily, unaware of all their work.
The trick is to imagine yourself out of the centre for a moment. See that the control is an illusion. Rip off a layer or two of false responsibility. Repeat often.
The counterintuitive part: The more energy you devote to the tiny amount of stuff you actually control, the more influence you will have on the world around you.
Three.
Sometimes I really like Sleater-Kinney. Sometimes I don’t. This one is pretty cool.
The rather loose theme developing for this week is stripping the things that are unreal and unneeded.
Grow slowly
Jeff
That is so good! My husband is always telling me "It's not all about you." He hasn't been able to explain what I am doing to make him think I felt like that. Thank you for your encouragement, now maybe I can do something about it.
You touched a nerve this morning. We live in a really snobby part of town. Our landlord is always telling us to 'do this' or 'do that'. We are told we have powerful neighbours. They will somehow have a sinister influence over our lives if we don't doff the cap or scrape the floor low enough. It annoys the hell out of me, makes me feel like my family is some kind of second-class citizen and yes, it makes me angry. I let that anger (and various fantasies what I'd say to my landlord) get in the way of my daughter's first day at big school. Me and my husband argued. She tried to make the peace. What a mess. Guilt, shame and regret in abundance and it didn't change how things run around here one iota. What an idiot. You were a timely reminder to chill, forgive and let go.