Most of us are capable of confusing what is actually true about a person or a particular circumstance versus the nutty professor ideas that run free-range through our heads. As an astrologist I usually check the mundane chart to see why these notions may be trying to find a feeding ground within my usually more reasonable mental processor. Transits, the movement of the planets-from the Sun through Pluto-are triggers to make us face what is really going on beneath our behavior.
For instance, it has been raining torrentially for several days here in high desert Sedona, which is unusual for this time of year, which meant that I would be unable to walk my dog on schedule and let him play in the backyard, which is torn up waiting for sod. The backyard looks like a demolition site as I am having it landscaped because Mr. Darby, my seven-month old fox terrier, loves grass.
My mind began a free-floating, nonsensical exercise to skewer my more-often rational ability to separate frustration from cold hard facts. Here is how the thoughts came and went: “If this rain doesn’t stop I am going to send this dog back where I got him.” “If this dog goes potty on my white carpet again, he’s out of here.” “This rain is never going to stop so I better have the hole in the yard filled in and get rid of the dog.” So what did I do to calm my mind and accept the rain and keep the dog? I prayed and meditated to still my mind and to find a peaceful oasis to quell the madness. I wrote in my journal and then I put Mr. Darby in his crate and I read until I got sleepy and shut my eyes and went to Neverland-stopping the noise in my head for a night.
When I woke up the rain had stopped, I took the dog to my front yard to do his “business” and then came in and rinsed off the muddy front yard from his paws. I failed to dry his paws between the pads and he began that frenetic run around the house-as if there were a dog run in my living room-and imprinted dirt tracks as he ran. Rather than go off on mental and miserable spin out of control mania, I cleaned the dirt and loved my dog and prepared for my day.
The best way to distinguish between how the mind is trying to make a mountain out of a mole hill, to get you to do something stupid which you would regret for a lifetime, is to get quiet and listen for guidance from the still small voice of intuition. And then write your way out of dangerous illogical feelings onto the firm ground of facts. And I will bet my last hard-earned buck that you’ll uncover something or someone who did something eons ago that has triggered a mental short-cut to possible disaster-the here and now is being influenced unduly and illogically by there and then.
Albert Clayton Gaulden is the founding director of the Sedona Intensive and author of You’re Not Who You Think You Are: A Breakthrough Guide to Discovering the Authentic You. For more information about Albert and Sedona Intensive visit http://www.sedonaintensive.com/.
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