Spinning Tops

We are all spinning tops. Sometimes, tornadoes of debris, raging this way and that.

Instead of being sucked in by the updraft, my feet are firmly rooted, grounded deep into Mother Earth. I observed from outside, remaining centered.

When someone does something or says something that bothers me, it’s time to get out the mirror and see what’s in me that is rearing up. Take a look. Recognize. Oh that old thing? No problem. Gone. Something that wants to hang around and be a pest? Ok. Take some time and figure out what it is. Let it process out. And for the more stubborn or elusive things, get some insight from a pro. Deal with it.

How I see the world and others is all about what’s inside of me. What’s my limiting belief? No, that one doesn’t work for me any longer. You served your purpose, and you may go now. Thank you. (In the asking, it is done). What old emotion is still with me that is not serving me? Once again, you served your purpose and may now go. Thank you.

So, today I find that my perceptions are once again shifting. Been doing the work (or, as some more inspiring teachers call it: play). Moving old things out. Being able to see others as little spinning tops; sometimes bumping into others, sometimes calm and peaceful, sometimes throwing tantrums at the world. No matter- their stuff is not about me. All is well.