I have a bananas brain. Maybe you can relate.
The synapses of my mind seem to always be firing. From the moment I wake up until I go to bed, I am activated by everything around me. I try and be oblivious, non plussed and detached, but a fluff of cat hair may float by in an air pocket in the living room and suddenly in my mind I have re-upholstered the couch and wondered again why I committed to go to a wedding on New Years in Boston where it will definitely be snowing. My toes have ghost hypothermia just thinking about it. This best friend better love me almost more than the person she is marrying. Boston in December. Ack.
How my mind doesn’t run away like a new colt in a rodeo is when I am manifesting with detachment. A beautiful state of being that I highly recommend (and I am sure Russell Brand has as well… it’s hard not to like him.) Detachment is the twist that we all are routinely missing in our meditations for manifestation. Not in like a fuck you, peace out passive aggressive intimacy killing detachment. I mean, wanting something in the over all general heart-fueled sense and being cool if or if not something fantastic happens. It’s pretty wild when the stars align. When you have your first few experiences of schedules shifting and elements falling into place from a state of clean and uncomplicated desire, you realize you no longer need to worry about much. Why would you when all you had on your calendar was 75% banal anyway, and is blown to shit by the incredible new development which makes you ten times happier than buying socks or finally changing the intermittent bulb on your vanity mirror. Socks don’t matter. Lightbulbs don’t matter. Worrying about socks do not make them appear. It’s a waste of precious time on this earth to be concerned if you Q-Tip enough. What really is waiting for you is practicing the art of manifesting with detachment to the outcome. It’s like a good Parmesan cheese on a perfectly crusty hot bread. It doesn’t compare to cheddar on a Wheat Thin. All the other mental mastrubation we do to try to make shit happen is just a heap of disproportionate self-importance.
Prior to the discovery of manifestation with detachment, I was trying to just be less interested in stuff, but it doesn’t work. My mind makes everything a story, or a feeling or an exchange or a possibility. I actually mastered recently the act of just driving and not thinking about anything and for real my face felt like it was a laquered mask, and my arms lost a little bit of feeling and for a moment, I felt like I was floating in like a goo. I thought, this is not the answer to trying to shut off my monkey mind. I need another way. And sure enough, my girlfriend sent me a document called The Law of Detachment (which is apparently the sixth law of success and I am quite miffed I have lived this long and don’t know the prior five.)
Here are the three points to this entrance to the Emerald City of no longer overanalyzing texts or worrying about the tire pressure in the back left tire:
To experience the Law of Detachment:
· Practice detached involvement. Stay alert to the opportunity within every problem by letting go of your idea of how things should be.
· Accept uncertainty as an essential part of your experience. In your willingness to accept uncertainty, solutions will spontaneously appear.
· Remain open to all possibilities and enjoy every moment in the journey of your life -- all the fun, mystery, and magic in the field of pure potentiality.
How can we not live this way? Because we have been wired to worry, complain, compare and think we couldn’t possibly win because we don’t have the right code to get into the cool club. Luckily I have a handful of girlfriends who can divert my phone calls of built up panic and doom with their own panic and doom, which cancel each other out but still, the cycle can be brutal of holding on too tightly to outcomes and feeling sheer terror about the unknown. It’s because we have a hard time trusting people. We have a hard time trusting ourselves. Will we pull people out of a burning building or just run. We can try to know, but for now, let’s just manifest there are no burning buildings and watch clips of Schitt’s Creek when we want to feel happy again.
The truth is, we like mental chaos because it reminds us we are alive and we don’t want to feel like the walking dead. I don’t believe people who are 100% Zen are really alive. I think they may be reincarnated from somewhere else, and frankly, I don’t like being around people who have no troubles at all because, well, it’s just not possible. But if they told me they manifest with detachment, well fuck, they can smile at every red light they want, because I get it. It’s the special sauce. It’s the Kryptonite of neurosis.
So give it a try. Trust you always will have socks, find socks, buy socks, but you don’t need to put them on a to do list or think about them every time you pass JC Penny. Instead, put your thoughts on the more heart centered desire and joy you feel clear and clean from the mind overheating. Think of someone you like or a place you want to be, and let go of how it will happen.
Ding. That’s your email. You already have a solution.
Shameless Plug:
My 21 Week Series No Longer Abused continues forth and this Sunday and I am hosting an amazing Integrative Psychotherapist Mira Rocca who has done tapping sessions that have made me go to places where there were rainbows and dew and soft sand. I cannot say enough about the power of therapy and relaxing the mind when you are walking through abuse recovery and leaving denial. If you would like to attend this Sunday May 7th event at 4 PM PST on Zoom, it is free at nolongerdenyingsexualabuse.com. You need to sign up to receive the link. Please forward this information on to survivors who need it.