Have you ever felt confused? I mean really confused, like mind-numbingly confused. Literally paralyzed from confusion. Everyone, at some point, and sometimes too often for many of us, have experienced intense confusion. In the midst of the confusion, you probably felt lost, alone, possibly depressed, or maybe even panicked or frightened.
Feelings of confusion come from our thoughts, and some of us can really work our thoughts into a tizzy. When we are confused, we are mentally suffering, and thoughts of confusion breed more thoughts of confusion. Our brain dogpiles on the junk we are thinking until we are drowning in confusion.
But if we stop and consider what’s going on, most of our thoughts aren’t real. They’re just thoughts. When we are in the middle of these thought shit-storms, it feels very real, but the confusion is really an illusion. I’ve spend a lot of time being confused, especially confused about which direction to take in my writing. Should I finish my book, or focus on my freelance career? Should I put more time into my creative writing, or my business writing? Should I write for 4 hours, 5 days a week, or take a break completely? Should I go to a writing conference, or spend the time writing? Should I revise it one more time? How will I know when it’s done? Ugh! I’m so confused!
“What is important is to spread confusion, not eliminate it.” ―
For those of us who suffer from bouts of confusion, we spend way too much time in our heads and not enough time in our guts. (And it goes without saying, not enough time on the cushion.) The answers we may be searching for are actually there, but our thinking mind, our monkey mind, is so busy, we can’t feel what’s in our gut. If you are suffering over a decision, try out the possible answers. Sit with it. Ask yourself, how does X or Y feel – in my gut – when I think about it?
As thoughts come and go, it’s important to be aware of them, but avoid getting caught up in them. Notice the thoughts, then let them pass. Thoughts are fleeting, so let them flit.
Your head lies to you. Your gut doesn’t lie.