Quit trying to control life & just go with the flow

I am not saying I have mastered it….matter of fact, I am far from it. But I have had an experience last night that made me see the difference between struggling with trying to control the uncontrollable vs bliss & flow without it. In another person. Because my actions are too close to home, I guess. I notice things much better from a distance. 🙂

So anyway, here is what happened. A couple months ago, while talking to one of my friends, it came to my attention that there was out there man who has never had sex before.  This made me VERY curious. The “therapist” in me woke up immediately and wanted to come to the rescue. Half curiosity, and half of it was genuine desire to help someone discover this playground we call sex. I even told my friend ” well, send him my way and I will show him a thing or two.” But none of us really believed it would happen until I actually put some thought into it and after much consideration, I was like ” well, I’ve done worse things before in the name of sex, so I don’t see why helping someone make the first step on this road would be so bad indeed.”

So I made my offer, my friend was surprised but happy, she conveyed the message and he – to our biggest surprise – agreed to it. He was ready for a major change finally.

So the night has come, he came over and was very nervous. I brought out the big guns, beer, jokes, talking..but we had to use pot because none of it seem to really calm down those nerves. After we both got appropriately high, I made my move on him. ( Let me tell you, I discovered a new side to me too. I used to think I liked dominant guys, but now that the table has turned, I actually really enjoyed being in the driver’s seat as well).

We started with kissing, and despite that it seemed to him that he was only imitating a fish on a shore, he actually did pretty good. I am a kissing queen, (not just quitting) and I know a good kiss when I feel one, that’s for sure. SO I thought, damn, we are off to a good start. But obviously he was nervous as hell. And I noticed moments when he could let go and enjoy the moment and get lost in it, but more often than not his little ego popped back up online and tried to take over everything. Tried to control things, but it realized that “oh, shit, wait a minute, I don’t know what I’m doing”.  And that’s when he stalled and got nervous and the whole thing paused. The flow was over. 

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That was such a huge contrast to see in action. I could witness live how different the flow of life is when WE (our little egos) want to control everything, yet it has no idea what to do, and how to do it VS. when we just lay down on the wave of life with our backs to it, breath and relax and just ride those waves as they come, instead of trying to control the whole ocean ourselves.

When he was out of his mind, and into his body, he did amazing. Things were flowing between us, we were feeding off of each other’s energies, he let go and let loose and you wouldn’t have been able to tell that this was his first time! But that part didn’t last long, because the ego is so super strong in our system, and I could see it come back online randomly, trying to take over the situation, wanting to be in control, yet realizing that it doesn’t know what it’s doing, where things are going and started panicking.

And that made me think of how similar this event and life really was. How often we get into our own ways, how often we want to control the uncontrollable, how often we think we should know what we don’t and do what we can’t, and therefore we put a lot of pressure, expectations and stress on ourselves. That tiny fragment of this fictional being we call EGO (which doesn’t even exist if you really think about it) thinks it is in charge, it knows the big picture and it knows right from wrong. Yet, it is so wrong. Only thing it’s doing is living in constant fear, stress and being everywhere in the past or future, but never in the now. ….

Then there is the NOW….. LIFE….the PRESENT! The only thing that ever exists. The only real “thing” indeed. No one knows where it’s going, where it’s coming from, but it is here, and it is taking us on the best journey of our lives…if we let it. If we give up control, realize that we don’t know anything, and trust that whatever this life is, this moment is, “it” is knowing a whole lot more than our tiny little Egos could ever comprehend, and just relax into the present moment and go with the flow, wherever it takes us. Whatever feels right in the moment, follow it without overthinking it. Because as soon as the EGO/our little self/ us comes back into the picture, the flow of the magic stops, gets interrupted and instead of us being in our bodies, we jump back into our heads, and that’s what’s causing all the stress, anxiety and conflict. We get out of the present moment, the here and now that feels great and where “we” know what to do (not really, but it is being done to us anyway…life is living through us), and we start watching the movie of the past memories and the future fears…and BOOM there goes the magic, the moment, the flow.

So there it was….the pure freedom and utter panic right in front of me played out within an hours, alternating. All depending on him trying to control the situation OR simply letting go and relaxing into the now. So simple, yet we make it so complicated.

After a long night of therapy, counseling and sex, I can happily announce that our virgin man is no longer virgin, and he did very well indeed, not only giving himself and orgasm, but to me as well. I am proud of my student, and my teacher, who shows me the difference between trusting life, relaxing into it vs overthinking it and trying to control every aspect of it with out little egos.

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Quitting to-do list

I love quitting, and since I’ve practiced it so much, I can rightfully say that I am a master at it by now. Yet, I still have so many things I would like to know how to quit.

These are the things I wish I could quit:

  • thinking it’s my fault and I did something wrong when someone doesn’t call me back for a second or third date.
  • creating horror stories in my mind when something doesn’t go the way I expected
  • eating meat (but that thing just taste too good, and I am too lazy to come up with new recipes)
  • not to see the negatives in people so early on in the game
  • seeking love, approval and understanding from other people, and give it to myself fully.
  • thinking that happiness is out there, a career, a thick bank account, a devoted lover or a long travel away. It isn’t.
  • obsessing about “knowing” and could just appreciate and focus on “being” instead.
  • Chocolate Hazelnut Milkshake from BurgerVille (but that shit is too addictive, and I’ll just have to endure the torture until it is finally off- season).
  • thinking that I am not a good enough mom, just because I don’t live up to the false, unrealistic image I’ve created in my head about good moms. Or thinking life would be better if I didn’t have kids. (because that’s not true…but I sure can convince myself often about it)
  • holding on so tight and just let everything go… let myself go…. let everything flow.
  • thinking….obsessing about certain thoughts.
  • Tinder ( it always comes back to my life, promising me the world, and leaving me empty and nauseated)
  • being so hard on myself sometimes
  • being afraid to speak up, ask for what’s mine.
  • doubting myself and my talents, skills.
  • staying up late at nights and waking up tired the next day. (that’s why I’m stopping now and going to bed!)

 

The list is not finished, but I quit in the middle …

Although I have my work cut out for me, and one will be harder than the other to accomplish, I am still hopeful that my quitting skills will get better and better with time, and I will be able to check off all of these bulletpoints on the list.

(Not sure about the milkshake though…. that probably has crack cocaine in it, and I am hopelessly weak against that.)

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Today I quit panicking

When I woke up today, I was already anxious. It was one of those days when I couldn’t stand noises and people around me early in the morning (that’s basically every day for me though) and it’s unfortunate, because my kids haven’t mastered the camouflage mode that perfectly just yet. So I woke up from my sweet, sweet bed, not ready to fight my daily battles of adulthood, so I jumped right at the coffee machine to churn some life supporting juice out of it. While the hope inducing dark water was brewing, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the thousand things I was “supposed” to do today, not knowing where to start, not even knowing what to do exactly, how I will accomplish it and the guide book for today was nowhere to be found. No order, no system, nothing. Just me and the big blank empty day ahead of me face-off style with my mile long to -do list in my hand.

Yeah, if you step out of it and look at it from the big picture’s point of you, there really wasn’t anything to worry about, because worst case scenario, I just go back to bed and hope that the kids are still alive by the time I open my eyes again…. and trust me, I was soooo tempted to do it… but instead I drank my energizer bunny and after I fed and dropped the older one off at school, I found myself at home with the 4 yr old (who is thankfully very self sufficient at capable of entertaining herself, unlike her older sis) and wasn’t sure where to start. I felt that oh-so- familiar feeling arising inside of me, that voice that is so good at panicking, spinning in circles and feeling more lost than Tom Hanks in Cast Away.

But then another, more sane voice (I would like to claim that that’s  the real me) spoke in a calm manner, and said: “When in doubt, do the dishes.” 🙂 So I thought, what the heck, I gotta start somewhere, so that’s where I started. I did the dishes.

Doing the dishes manually, not putting into the dishwasher calms and slows me down, centers me and warms up my hands in cold winter days. So that’s what I did. I followed that little voice’s orders. Once I was done, the whole world didn’t look that hopeless anymore. You know, clean, empty sink is equivalent to a made bed and a vacuumed floor for me. When those are done, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. For some reason, they have this magical power that can transform the whole area all at once.

After the dishes were done, the next obvious thing popped up. The next idea, voice and order came. “Clean up the table, sweep the floor, how fun would it be to strip the beds and clean them as you saw it in that YouTube video, do the laundry, fold the laundry, call the bank and sort your things out, answer your text messages, cook this (just out of nowhere, and was such a great idea), go on a walk in the sun with kiddo while everything is drying and cooking, enjoy the sunshine and slow down, declutter the closet area, clean the guinea pigs’s crate, wash her bedding, self-clean the washing machine, take a shower, listen to good music while at it, go pick up other kid, feed them, take them to gymnastics, feed them again, wash their hair, braid it, brush teeth and put them to bed, sit down and meditate, write a blog.”

When I closed down all the excess chatter in my head about all the futuristic thoughts and started focusing only on the task at hand, my mind settled down beautifully. Although it didn’t go down without a fight, because it tried to fight back constantly. It likes to jump into the future and torture me with thoughts like “What should be your career? What should you study? What will happen at work? When will this person call me? What will that person think of me? Why is life so hard? Poor children in Africa. Why is Trump’s skin so orange? etc... It spins, spins, spins and spins out of control until it blows my circuit and I feel like I’m on a nervous breakdown, whereas in reality, nothing is happening, but my own mind that’s driving me nuts.
Instead I decided to focus on the actual task at hand and only on that thing. Whenever a thought popped up like “Will I have time to wash the girls’ hair tonight and should I even bother? It will be so late by the time we get home anyway.” all this at 9 am, I consciously flipped the bird to this thought, I said “Nice try. But I won’t fall for it. We shall see what happens when we get there. Not before, not after. When I get there, I’ll see what I’ll do. But it’s a mystery even for me at this point.” And continued with the task at hand… and then onto the next one, and the next one, and the next one…

As long as I focused on the present moment, the task at hand, I was not anxious. I was in the moment, in the zone, in the flow, doing what I had to do in that actual moment. Not before, not after, but right when I got to it.

The whole day unfolded wonderfully, effortlessly, perfectly organized and I have accomplished a whole lot more than I even imagined with my little skeptical mind I would early in the morning. I realized that the longest journey in life has started with only one step, and was accomplished by one step at a time, one task at hand, one moment by moment.
I also gained a lot of trust in that little compass of mine, that little guidance that’s so subtle, so gentle, but always there, telling me what to do, where to go, where to be; and that’s in the present, in the NOW…. always and forever!