Sometimes I Miss
For about the last three weeks, I've been getting hammered pretty hard at work. A person left for another job and they asked that I help cover her position, as well as maintain my normal responsibilities. On top of that a person in another department has been out for multiple days and I'm the only person who knows how to do that particular job, so I've had to absorb that too. I can get most things done, it just takes longer.
The result has been feeling very tired, worn down and a little irritated. When things get like this for me, I also have a tendency to pull back and isolate. I almost feel like it's in an effort to "conserve" power so that I can keep it together. Despite this another unintended consequence is how I treat others.
My oldest daughter is very intuitive. She can tell how people feel, just by being in a room and see tends to react to that. Normally being her normal self, she's kind of in her own orbit. But last night she broke her pattern (having left what I call the "bad-pad") and came into the living room and laid down on the couch with a book of poetry that she was carrying. I think it was "The Year of Secret Assignments," by Jaclyn Moriarty.
As I was half on my laptop and half with the Keith Olbermann and the Scott McClellen interview, she was commenting and talking a lot. To tell you the truth, I can only remember 50% of what she was saying. I just wanted to distance myself, but she wanted to lend me her energy. She was reaching out and I wasn't working very hard to reach back. After about a half-hour, she realized that I wasn't budging and headed back to her room, but not before giving me a kiss on the cheek and telling me that she loved me.
About thirty-seconds after she left, I felt really bad. "I missed." I allowed my feelings of being overwhelmed and tired to be the excuse for not being emotionally available to my family. It's at that instant that I had a choice. I could either A) Stick with my position and probably compound my negative feelings and continue to isolate or B) Get in the game and connect with my family. I went with "B."
I closed the lap-top, turned off the TV (I admit - I TIVO'd it for later watching) and spent a little time with Deb and the kids. Though I did apologize to the daughter for my behavior, the best way of saying we are sorry is to change our behavior.
I want to specifically say, in sharing this story with you, the point is not "trying to be the perfect person." The point is that when we recognize that we so-call "Miss" that we can change any time that we like. All we have to do is move the ego and doubt aside. That fits very well with principles of integrity, trust and compassion.
In moving in the other direction, I almost immediately felt lighter. I wasn't brooding in deep thought. I was being with the moment, playing, talking, laughing and enjoying it. I wasn't spiritually asleep, I was being awake and that is the point of Zen. It's not about being on the top of some tall mountain, alone, cold and so-called serene. What Zen is about is having the ability to enter your life with helping hands, no more and no less.
May Your Life Go Well,
Jaye Morris, Curator
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