exciting quiet

over the past two weeks, i’ve gotten to do “coaching” sessions with several people, each from a remarkably different background than the next. i have often found myself doing an inner recoil when i hear the term ‘life coach’, but i have to admit at this point that there is something about sitting with people and interviewing them until their own wisdom can be applied to their “problems” that feels like winning the lottery over and over. its different from therapy cuz i don’t claim to be an expert at anything but being present with someone while they work it all out. seems to help.

the number one most common thing i find in every single session is that folks don’t take time for themselves. folks know it would help but…life just sucks up all the waking time. after they see how almost everything that feels problematic in the world is the result of not being present and intentional, most of the folks i talk to are ready to commit to 30 minutes or an hour of time each day – quiet time, writing time, swimming time, sexy time. some of them are going to try really really hard to do 5 minutes.

every time i do one of these coaching sessions i learn something, i recommit to trying a practice or thought out on myself. totally selfish, i know…i am a huge fan of time for myself, but it’s easy, even with that, to fall into a routine where it ceases to feel so special. so this week i have been practicing taking time for myself while with others, in crowded settings, when i am feeling frustrated, when i am feeling hurt. i am a visual person, i have to sometimes imagine a quiet room in my head (the inside of my head kind of looks like a midwestern or ocean sky – really vast. and the room is a cloud.)…and i can go in there and close the door and just get quiet. and when i am quiet, all things seem clear, and all things seem possible. which gets me excited again about life, in the midst of otherwise anti-exciting moments.

this is tied to something else i need to admit: i am really over complaining. i can’t even hear it anymore, i just hear “nyahnyahnayhblahblahnyablah!” i am challenged with how to write this without complaining about complaint 🙂 – this world is so amazing, and i have had the experience so often of holding the perspective that it is all conspiring in my favor and it is all miraculous, at which point it has become just that. lately i have found myself in a cycle of complaint and sulking, while in the midst of roughly everything in my life going my way. i am more aware of how often two people will sit with each other complaining and call that a conversation, a friendship, a marriage. i want to talk instead about plans, options for how to meet those needs i used to complain about, dreams, how hilarious and awesome things are, adjust my mindgrapes.

today i went to the patton park recreation center, where i had their heated pool all to myself (expect for the four bored young staff trying to determine what viagra does over near the office). beforehand two women were in the locker room discussing the novels of zane. one woman was trying to explain that they are basically erotica, and i had a sharp memory of watching a woman read a zane book on the subway a couple years ago and blush, flush, sweat, fan herself and finally have to close the book and get her breath. i looked away when she checked to see if anyone had seen her. lol, don’t read zane on the subway!

leaving the pool, the older of the black women was still sitting there, she’s always there, she keeps an eye on things. i asked her for a bag for my swimsuit and she said yes, they had tons of bags, that people bring them by. i said i would bring her some tomorrow, we collect them from everywhere and they just get stuffed away…and she said – “you know when i was a kid, we used to cut the bags up into strips and weave them together into purses. everything could be somethin’ else. these days, the kids just do video games.” she looked so happy about her generation.

i was tempted to talk about all the amazing things the kids are doing in addition to and through video games, but then i looked at this woman, sitting in a locker room in a rec center in detroit, reading erotica, using a cane to get around, full of her memories, right about the world, with a solution for every little issue i had at the moment…and i realized she didn’t need that.

the future is behind us and in front of us. it’s all a loop, playing over and over, and we get to determine each moment anew how we will play it. (BSG watchers, i know you know exactly what i MEAN. so say we all.)

what i mean is, sometimes its ok to be quiet. sometimes it’s exciting.

Author: Adrienne

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Your uprising against the forces of darkness has got to do more than say "no." A fierce, primal yes should be at the heart of your crusade. (rob brezny, long ago)

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