The most challenging relationship I have is the little voice whispering inside of my head. It pops up whenever it pleases whether I’m ready or not. When I try to fall asleep, it teeters up all kinds of wild and weird ideas. When I step off the curb to cross the street, it cautions me about the fast approaching cars.
It appears at random, seems to have a mind of its own, and always butts into my business. “Detach!” the mindfulness experts advise: Do not let your thoughts control you. Yeah right. Easier said than done. That advice is like telling a child not to look inside a candy store. Is this whole encounter a control issue? I’m not sure. Hence, why it remains such a difficult encounter.
I suppose the real fear is this: if that voice ever becomes too dominant or even aggressive, I may lose control and find myself in a straight jacket on the way to an asylum. Heaven forbids.
Have you encountered that voice within?
Running with Buddha 