How to Be in the Moment When the Moment Sucks

When in the middle of a personal crisis, there are three expressions that are guaranteed to shut down communication between me and a well-meaning advisor: “Everything happens for a reason,” “This too, shall pass” and “Be in the moment.” The sad fact is that I too use these expressions when at a loss for something to say. While they may be very true and relevant to the situation, somehow they do nothing to make me feel any better, and it as if my own words are coming back to mock me at the most inopportune time.

Yes, everything happens for a reason, and sometimes that reason is a poor decision. I have no doubt it will pass … but when faced with an injury or illness, that moment can’t come quickly enough. Will meditation and quiet reflection provide greater clarity for better decision-making in the future? Will it help me get through discomfort with greater ease? Definitely. The problem is, pleasant distractions from the dis-ease provide instant, but not often long-term relief, and being in the moment requires facing a few internal demons, and who the heck wants to do that? Essentially, how do you be in the moment when the moment sucks?

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Dreaming in Science Fiction

ID-100126015For someone who watches romantic comedies, reads detective novels and books about personal growth, and who largely writes about very practical, tangible things, I can’t begin to tell you why – for the better part of six months – I have been dreaming in science fiction.

My husband, on the other hand, owns every copy of the Star Wars series ever written and prefers movies and reading materials that take place in a galaxy far, far away. Unless his thoughts and memories are somehow creeping into my brain at night during the dream state, I have no explanation.

My Sci-Fi Adventures

Several months ago, I dreamt I was enlisted (against my will) to join an intergalactic Up to 50% offUnited Nations known as TARA. My job was to negotiate peace talks with extraterrestrials living on planets and in solar systems not aligned with our multi-planetary UN.
Last night, I was helping a very important team of leaders escape from a not-so-friendly world. If they were caught and killed, well, they were dead; of course. However, I was a scientist equipped with high-tech tools that would enable me, for a brief period of time, to collect said leader’s soul in a holding jar, so that if his body was killed, we could simply repair it and then reinsert his soul at a later time – good as new. The trick was, knowing when his life was in sufficient danger where we’d have to take such drastic action.

In My Waking Hours

While I may be quite the politically savvy negotiator, scientific genius, and war hero in my dream world, my waking hours are far less turbulent. I get to sit in a peaceful home office with soft piano music playing in the background, surrounded by pets that rub up against my ankles when I’m working. Some days, I teach yoga to a lovely group of people in an equally relaxed environment where slowing down and taking deep breaths is a job requirement.

I’m glad my reality is better than anything I could ever dream up.

*Image courtesy of Victor Habbick / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

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