Ch08 Don’t Worry About Me

“I’m worried about you.”

“I’m afraid things won’t work out for you.”

 

These are common statements most of us grew up hearing and using. They are pretty standard attempts to express love.

 

But, what I learned later is that this is not love. This is definitely not love. In fact, statements of worry and fear are the furthest thing from love.

 

Worry is fear, pretending to be love.

 

The same set of teachers that brought me along through other lessons, led me to reexamine the use of fear in my life.

 

In Al-Anon, the Twelve Step program, I learned that worry and fear about someone is as useless as idle chatter. But worse, it’s as damaging as gossip or slander.

 

And in Ghana, I learned about this from some great teachers.

 

What I experienced was that when you have nothing, you don’t fear losing it. If you don’t have a job, you don’t fear losing it. When you are hungry, you don’t fear being hungry.

 

And when I’d fret about these things, my friends looked at me as if I was a small child. They smiled, and gently said, “All shall be well.”

 

Of course, this just made me want to argue with them. But it’s hard to argue this and pretty pointless. Still, I tried.

 

In the west, we do act as if we are in charge of everything. So, when something goes wrong, it’s someone’s fault. If something’s not working, it’s a problem that needs to be fixed.

 

But in the areas I know in Ghana, so many have so little. The foundational aspects of our economy, what we consider basic rights, are often completely missing:  clean drinking water,  free education, books and libraries, sewer systems, reliable electricity, clean public restrooms, homeless shelters, and on and on.

 

So, an individual that works hard and is creative in Ghana, may still face problems that our grandparents faced, but we in more affluent countries have not.

 

In my mind, if anyone could justify worrying, it’s them, not me.

 

But, my friends taught me how to enjoy the day, and how to have faith that all shall be well.

 

To waste a day worrying is seen as being immature. We see children whining, and we say, Grow up!

 

That’s the message I got when I worried. Grow up! Evolve! The elders in this community have taught the young that worrying (like whining) is immature and a habit that can be and should be outgrown.

 


 

Holding on to the Right to Worry?

I don’t know why this is. But many people that are otherwise enlightened, hold on tightly to their right to worry.

 

They say, It’s normal. It’s natural. I always worry about myself and about others. I have to. Everybody does. If I didn’t, I couldn’t manage my life.

 

But that’s the small approach to life.

 

Connect to what worry feels like. When someone says they are worried about you, how do you feel? Discouraged.

 

And when someone expresses hope and a vision that things will work out? Encouraged.

 

Taking away or giving courage to someone. Which would you rather do? Give up your right to worry. Live large.

 

Instead of insisting on your right to worry, instead, insist on your right to hope.

 

“If you have fear of some pain or suffering, you should examine whether there is anything you can do about it. If you can, there is no need to worry about it; if you cannot do anything, then there is also no need to worry.”-  Dalai Lama

A Physical Approach to Handling Fear

 

“Fear is excitement without the breath.”

- Fritz Perls

 

There are two kinds of fear. There is the kind that you feel when a large animal is chasing after you. And there’s the kind that’s associated with worry. It’s this second kind that tears you up, inside and out.

 

When you pay attention to how fear feels, you’re likely to feel fear in your gut. We already know this and talk about this. We say we feel butterflies in our stomach, queasy or nauseous as we’re waiting to make a speech or do something we fear.

 

When your mind is racing with worries, you can use a body-based strategy to physically discharge your fears. Deep breathing, dancing, sitting on the ground, and acupuncture are just a handful of the possible solutions.

 

In Sahaja Yoga, we were taught to simply sit on the ground when your mind is racing. For me, sitting on the ground directly, instead of on a chair or a cushion, always helps me quickly feel …grounded!

 

I also learned simple techniques from books by Dr. Ann Marie Chiasson.  One is just bouncing up and down and letting your arms and head go. The result is that as you hit the ground each time, your whole body seems to flop and jar gently like jumping on a trampoline. This is exactly what we learned in African dancing …and maybe one reason that style of dance feels so profoundly good to me.

 

Gay Hendricks teaches about fear and relationships. His insights about the few types of fear, breathing exercises and strategies for moving through it all, are inspirational and helpful.

 

After a Pause, Pave a New Path

When you worry, you are digging a rut in your future. As you imagine the mishaps, and worse and worse consequences, you will start to spin out of control and you’ll feel it in your gut.

 

First, take a physical approach to pause your fears. Then, work with your thoughts. Rewind and try again.

 

Not sure where to start? Byron Katie is an author and master at the process of inquiry. Her methods show you how to examine your thoughts effectively.

 

When you imagine a surprising blessing, a fortuitous meeting or a smooth resolution, you’ll feel better immediately. And you’ll know you’re on the right path.

 

It’s really that easy.

 

If worrying is what you’ve done since birth, it’s going to be a bit difficult to find a new route. That’s where your new friends come in. Find teachers that offer solid advice in person, or find books, audio books or DVDs with guided imagery and affirmations that resonate with you.

 

So, really, if you love me, don’t worry about me.

 

Exercises

  • Justifying worries

If I tell you, “Don’t worry,” what do you say? List your justifications for worrying. Analyze them and see if you really believe them or not.

  • Physical fear

How does fear register in your body? Make a note of it. Do you feel it in your gut as a tightness or queasiness, or something else? Is it different at work or in intimate relationships?

  • Flipping a worry over

When you feel yourself starting to worry about something, pause. Flip it over. Replay the story with “hope”.

  • Justifying hope

Come up with three benefits to giving up worry and replacing it with hope. Think of the physical ramifications for your own body and the impact you’ll have on yourself and loved ones.

  • Gratitude

Can you see the silver lining of the thing you are worrying about? There is always one! Find it and be thankful for it.

  • Releasing fears

What are some things you used to be afraid of, that you aren’t afraid of now? How did you move beyond those fears? Ask your friends for strategies too. Develop a toolbox of fear-busting affirmations and exercises.

 

 

Worry is Fear, pretending to be Love.

 

Gwangilli Fish Festival

Saturday afternoon, my coworker and I took the subway nine stops (20 minutes or so) and thoroughly enjoyed the Gwangilli Beach for the Annual Fish Festival. Click above photo for link to more photos in this set.

  • Traditional drumming, dancing, storytelling
  • Wearing of foam fish heads (…think Wisconsin cheeseheads)
  • Tug of war
  • Pulling in the nets
  • Fighting over the fish
  • Fireworks
  • Lighting of the fishing boats

Does this game make my butt look big?

Social Dancing Scavenger Hunt

With my work schedule now, Saturday night seems to be the one night I’m likely to have enough energy to go out, and not have to be at work at 6:50 am the next morning. So, Saturday around 6 pm I headed out trying to find a Salsa club. Koreans don’t rely on street names, the way we do in the US. Other than major roads, you won’t often see a street name posted in sight. And main roads are known as “the main road”. I had gathered bits of information from various sources on the internet.

I’d tried another day to find a Salsa club that is supposed to be very near my work, but failed. I tried another one: directions were “From Seomyeon subway station, go out exit 2 and it’s near there.” That attempt failed too.

So, I headed out to find “Sosa Club”. These directions said it was easy to find near Pusan National University. So, I rode Line 1 on the metro for about 8 stops ($1). The directions said go out exit 2, turn right and walk to the corner. Turn left and go until you see the Burger King (Buh-guh-king). I walked all the way up the street until it ended at Pusan National University. It was a warm evening …felt like a perfect Colorado summer evening. And dozens of college guys were playing basketball on what looked like perfectly smooth outdoor courts, under the lights. On the edge of the city, I was able to see one star! So much for starry nights, but it was lovely there.

I headed back down the hill and tried to figure out who to ask where the Burger King was. In Seomyeon, where I live, usually people don’t speak enough English to have that conversation successfully. I tried the Starbucks and found that both young women there spoke plenty of English and knew where the BK used to be, and where the club was.

So, I walked a block further and found it (the sign in English helped!) There I found that Saturday is now Swing night, and Wednesday is Salsa. There were about 30 people there, and I was the only foreigner there, and was relieved.

The place is nice, clean, and is about dancing (rather than drinking). People were friendly and I had nice chats with five or six men and women, and danced a few times. The owner, who is about 30-something and goes by the name of Bocuccio,  appears to make a point of dancing with those of us that are new and wallflowers!

It was so fun! The people there were mostly, really good dancers and seemed to have a great time. There were a couple line dances too, including one to Michael Jackson’s Beat It!

One of the young women invited me to come there next Saturday when the normal Swing night will not be happening, because instead everyone will be watching Korea play in the World Cup!

On my way home, I tried to follow the map that one of the guys drew for me to find the Salsa club in Seomyeon, but again, didn’t succeed. Oh well, I’m pretty psyched to have found Sosa and hope to be back there soon.