I awoke from a really weird dream (I was running track! HA!) with a totally unrelated phrase and thought going through my mind…
“It could be worse, you could be…”
It wasn’t the phrase itself that stuck with me. It was the accompanying thoughts behind the phrase.
I’ve been thinking about it all day as I went about writing for SBS, and planning an essential oils webinar, and cleaning up my son’s surprise shave job, and although I’m not sure I can quite articulate the sense I felt in the dream here goes anyway…
When shit hits the fan, my husband struggles to feel grounded or keep perspective. His “job” in his heart is to provide for us and make sure things are cared for in our world. But – like the truck problem he’s been working on for the past few weeks, or the fact that his motorcycle just got totaled (not with him on it) – sometimes things don’t come together too perfectly.
But every time I try to help him regain perspective by saying “It could be worse, we could be…” I’m doing a HUGE disservice to our actual sense of peace.
Because how can we feel at peace if we believe things can be bad?
Challenging, sure. Not what we want, okay. (Hurting our ego, most def.)
But if we don’t take the perspective of “All is well and will be well in our world.” NO MATTER the situation, no matter what, we’re always going to be in a place of fear, of pain, in lack of peace.
As in, sure things are hard now…but oh shit, they COULD be WORSE!
And then, of course, what are we saying to the people who are actually in a “worse situation”?
That THEY should really be freaking out?
That THEY really can’t be at peace with life?
That there is a point when things are terrible and there is no route to peace from there?
That things can only be good as long as they aren’t THAT bad?
Cuz then you’re screwed.
My whole spirit wants to reject that.
I want to be at peace when the truck is running optimally and when it isn’t running well and when it’s broken down on the side of the road and when it’s not there at all.
I want to learn to accept love and create joy when we have a bad day, and a terrible week, and when all hell breaks loose and we would normally have a total meltdown.
But every time we try to “put it into perspective”, are we just postponing peace?
Real peace doesn’t come from the situation we’re in, or the fact that we could have it worse.
Real peace comes from the choice to accept, embrace and be within the love of exactly what is, knowing that WHATEVER it is, all is well in our world. All will be well. Even in the “worst case scenario” it’s all ultimately going to be okay.
A careful, conscious practice of trust.
Reminding myself how much worse it could be is not love or peace. It’s getting by, survival mode, until I can access that loving, peaceful place within me again.