When Hollywood goes to the beach, we get Jaws. When it goes to church, we get exorcism. But sharks are innocent, and we are not possessed by evil spirits. We are possessed by our own minds, by the thoughts we think. Worry is possession.
The most prevalent and inhibitive form of mental dis-ease? Worry, fear of the future, so common it’s thought to be normal. Well, imagine a dog if it compulsively worried about the future. The next time a worry thought floats to the surface, observe it closely. Don’t react to it, just observe it. When you watch a thought, you are out of the thought. Houdini unchained.
Fear. False Evidence Appearing Real. The runaway mind is both tremendously insecure and wildly inventive. It’s like the man who enters a dark room, steps on a coil of rope and immediately assumes he’s standing on a snake. The home of fear is the head. Fear seeks to legitimize itself in partialized truth, in truthiness, in something that could be true, might be true. But the truth is never partial. And fear is always a lie.
A quiet mind is a healed mind. A healed mind makes no plans.
Hurry. Worry. Memory. These are big weeds.