This is how it starts:
We’re doing well. We’re taking care of our bodies with good food and healing physical practices like yoga or Tai Chi.
We’re evolving our souls with therapists and spiritual advisors and intuitives. We’re reading books from visionaries like Ken Wilber, Ram Dass, Pema Chödrön, Carl Jung, and Ramana Maharshi.
We’re practicing loving kindness at home, at work, in the grocery store.
And yet, once in a while, we face a crisis that threatens to undo all that Good Work.
It may be an unexpected illness or death in our circle of loved ones. It may be the loss of a job or lover. It may be the terrors of the world finally seeping into our psyches and twisting their barbs into our loving practice.
The golden chariot we’ve been steering through our lives now seems to ram itself against an impenetrable wall continually.
We back up, remind ourselves that everything happens for a reason. Move forward. Ram.
We back up again, assuring ourselves that all is well; everything is interconnected. Move tentatively forward. Ram.
Dizzy, we retreat, pick up our beloved and ragged copy of The Soul of Rumi and snuffle up as many ecstatic, deep image nuggets as we can, waiting impatiently for them to release their salve on our souls. Plow ahead… You get the idea.
So what now?
When someone we care about is having a hard time, what do we do? We hold space for them, let them speak openly and without judgment. If asked, we may offer some insight. Sometimes, all we do is listen.
What if we were to do the same for ourselves?
The next time you face inner turmoil—whether it’s a broken heart or a complete existential meltdown—talk.
To your Self. Stop everything you are doing, get still, and invite the Friend who lives within you to speak with you. (Yes, out loud.)
The dialogue might go like this:
You: [moaning, pacing, solar plexus chakra throbbing]
Friend Self: What is it, my friend? What’s troubling you?
You: I’ve done nothing with my life. Everyone I know has a real career.
Friend Self: Really? You’ve done nothing?
You: Nothing significant. I’m practically middle aged and I’m still a struggling artist (healer/teacher/musician/fill-in-the-blank-with-individuated-life-choice). I’ve taken this really exciting path, but maybe it’s self-indulgent and shit.
Friend Self: How so?
You: What do I have to show for my time here? A bunch of failed attempts at greatness. Doors slam in my face everywhere. Meanwhile, children are dying in Gaza and Ukraine and Sudan and…
Friend Self: Wow. That was a leap.
You: What?
Friend Self: From your beloved life path to dying children.
You: [sarcastically] We’re all connected, right?
Friend Self: Mm-hmm.
Long pause.
Friend Self: So! What do you want to do about it? Do you want to keep feeling like poop?
You: Maybe. For a minute. [pause] Okay. I don’t like that anymore.
Friend Self: Then what can we do for you right now? You don’t have to change the world. Just this moment. Name anything.
You: Right now? Honestly? I want a bubble bath.
Friend Self: Done!
Now, I don’t mean to imply that all of life’s difficulties can be answered with bubbles and 103-degree tap water. (Although they often help. Peppermint tea is nice, too.) The point here is to stop the downward spiral of negativity by allowing your Self—the one intimately connected to Source and your highest good—to be kind to you.
It comes down to just that: Affording yourself the same loving kindness you would give to someone you care for. Doesn’t it feel good when you can give that gift to another human being?
Just a few exchanges of nonjudgmental listening and words of support will awaken the nurturing center within you, allowing you to experience its calming benefits.
The benefits are twofold:
1. You are being cared for by someone who loves you very much (i.e., You).
2. Your return to calm groundedness allows you to think clearly about how you contribute to the world around you.
Most of us can say we’re a good friend to others. Do you have a good reason not to be one to yourself? And if you do, what does that say about the support you offer the dear ones in your life? How authentic is your unconditional love if it excludes the source of that love?
It is okay to love ourselves openly and unabashedly.
It is a blessing to be our own advocate and champion. In fact, it is absolutely necessary for our psychospiritual evolution. The more we practice loving self-talk with ourselves, the purer our Good Work becomes—for others and our deepest selves.
I love the playfulness of your dialogue and the gentle encouragement to be one's own best ally, advocate and overall bestie. I often say that I know better than anyone else what I need to hear...and that I'm the only one I'll be in relationship with every day of this life. I've had a daily practice of writing with myself, using non-dominant handwriting, for about the last 5 years. It's been revolutionary in terms of my intimacy with...me (and others). Thanks as always for your wisdom and humor, Rachel.
This couldn’t have come at a better time today. I just found out someone important to me has a return of aggressive throat cancer and will be going through surgery and possibly chemotherapy.
Rachel, you’re me get through this. Thank you 🙏🏽