How can I have nothing to do?
Well, that is the strange thing about being a visionary. You actually can have nothing to do! And it is an embarrassing thing to admit and some people are completely dumbfounded when I tell them! One person I told even said that if they had double the time they have they still wouldn’t have enough time to do everything they need to do. Well . . . I am different.
Why do I have nothing to do?
My path is very clear to me and only certain things have energy in them. If there’s no energy, there is no life and there is no point in doing the thing that you think of doing.
If I really think can’t I find something to do?
I can see things I might do on another day or in the future but the energy isn’t in them today so it would be futile to attempt doing them today.
Will I go crazy if I have nothing to do?
I sometimes think I will(!) but then the day seems to unfold somehow and I find myself doing random things I hadn’t planned at all. Or I sit and ponder. Or I find someone to do nothing with! And I take comfort in knowing that the ‘nothing to do’ phase will pass.
The biggest epidemic in our societies today is separation (disconnection with self and the world) It is this feeling that leads people to suffer with low self esteem, live a life where they find it difficult to be true to themselves and ultimately dis-ease. So why do we feel separate? We send our children to childcare and nursery school, separating them from the essential mother child bond for hours at a time before they are barely able to hold their heads up. Many families are separated by broken marriages. Many families who live together live quite separate lives. Many of us don’t know our neighbours. We travel separately and don’t meet in towns as we used to. Isn’t it amazing when it snows and we meet people in the street, walking to town to get some bread because the Waitrose delivery lorry couldn’t get through and our car won’t start? That’s my favourite day of the year!
Some of us choose a form of spirituality that continues in us this feeling of separateness. We separate ourselves from the rest of the world when we feel that we have the answers. We separate ourselves from the goodness of the world when we decide that we have to eat this food and that food and do this thing and that thing just to survive on the planet. We separate ourselves from our very beings when we try to empty ourselves in spiritual practices and meditation. We separate ourselves from God when we decide that we are in control and that we can use the power of our thoughts to draw to ourselves what we want.
Anxiety has little to do with being dependent on a significant other. This is simply the symptom. The cause is a sense of separation that runs deep in the core of our being. It may have happened at our birth or in childhood, we may have inherited it from our parents but however it happened, I believe it is our deepest journey to find our sense of safety within ourselves and the world. When we find that feeling, we will no longer tolerate separateness and we will do everything in our power to create strong bonds with our children, our families and the world. We will fall into God’s arms and gladly admit that we can’t do it on our own.
All we all really want is to feel safe, loved and at home in ourselves and the world.
I took my child to see an orthoptist about his vision issues when he was 9 and the first set of tests were fine. They were using cards and not a light to be seen! Then the orthoptist suggested my son would need a full examination that day in another room. I saw the colour drain from my son’s face and saw him holding back his tears. Bright lights gave him terrible headaches and knock him out of sorts for hours. I reached over to touch his arm and said “It’s OK, We do everything as a family. You don’t have to do this today if you don’t want to. Or you could just give it a try. It is up to you.” I saw a pained look on the orthoptist’s face and looks were exchanged between him and his student who was in there observing the session. The look was saying startlingly obviously “ANXIOUS NEUROTIC PARENT ALERT” Things were written on bits of paper and the student was asked to take the message to the ophthalmologist. When we arrived in the ophthalmologist’s room she had a knowing look in her eyes. It said “I SEE YOU. YOU ARE THE ANXIOUS NEUROTIC PARENT!” My son was asked about the test and he said he would give it a go. The ophthalmologist said she would use her dimmer light first and it wasn’t long before my son refused to proceed with the test. Next came the expected – the criticism of Mum! The accusation that I was putting my anxiety onto my son by giving him the option of not taking the test.
How dare she?! She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know my story or the journey we are on.
I am NOT an anxious neurotic parent. I am simply a mother who knows herself, knows her son, knows her journey and TRUSTS HER INTUITION.
Please share your motherly intuition stories. I would love to hear them.