Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but gets you nowhere.
One evening I was standing on a street corner in New York waiting for a bus. Near me was a car. There was a young couple packing things inside it to take a trip. Helping them was the girl's father. He was very concerned and nervous about getting things inside the car in the proper order but generally getting in the way. Finally the girl said "Chill out, Dad" and he did. He stepped aside and let them do it themselves. I was impressed.
I could never have said something like that to my mother. It wouldn't have worked. She was a worrier. If there was a sporting event known as "Worrying" my mother would have been an Olympic gold medal winner.
If my brother said he would be home around 6, at 6:05 she would begin to worry. At 6:10 she would be pacing the floor with a terrified look in her eye. No attempt at assuaging her fear would work. At 6:15 she would announce that something terrible has happened and at any moment we would be getting a call from the police or the hospital. At 6:20, when he arrived, she would heave a big sigh of relief. At 6:25 she will have forgotten the whole drama. I finally saw that for her worrying was like wearing tight shoes. It felt so good to stop.
As i grew I began to take on some of the aspects of my worrying mother. But I turned it into anger. Not anger against anyone who might be causing me to worry. But anger at myself for falling into the same manic merry-go-round.
Worry is more than a waste of time. It's also the provider of a lot of negative energy. As it says in yesterday's Vagabondism "Things take as long as they take, and it doesn't matter if you punish yourself with frustration or not."
Worry can also be destructive. There's the story about the boy who planted a seed and kept digging it up to se if it was growing. It eventually died.
The worst thing about worry is that it's fear, tucked into and carried around in an imaginary bundle. The greater the worry the stronger the mentality that carries it and a strong mind has power to make things be.
"For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me." it says in Job. The fretting mind is a mind for making self-created trouble.
DB - Vagabond Journeys
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