When I don’t like something, it finally makes me move to do something about it.  But when it is someone else that is doing something I don’t like, it takes forever to consider the options and consequences and then take action.

What if they won’t like me?  What if I’m wrong?  What if I make a mistake?  What if I’m just freaking cranky and want to escape the whole world?  What if it is me and there is nothing I can do to run from ME!?

The Buddhists say you can’t ever “get over it.”  That it is a fallacy that someone will save me, I’ll be rescued, I’ll get enough money to buy my happiness, the right car, the right partner–none will give me comfort and confidence.  Apparently I’m supposed to practice comfort in the face of all uncertainty.  What’s harder, I think, is certainty in the face of discomfort.

The word “comfort” comes from a word for “strong.”  Perhaps it is to be like a tree–anchored in the spirit earth Gaia, but letting the winds of daily life bend and stretch me.  I cannot be broken today, and being alive, I am able to move and return to pull nourishment from the center and core of my birthright–Nature soothes.  Nature is stronger than me.  Even if broken, I will return to the Source of my life–stardust.