When I get a little overly focused on something that feels crappy, I sometimes tell myself "800 miles per second” and that snaps me out of it.
Like this morning, I was thinking about the piles of paperwork sitting on my desk; the mass of clutter in my office corner; our attic that’s bursting with things we’ll probably never use; and how I still haven’t filled out an advanced directive or done any kind of planning for when Pauly and I are done with these human bodies.
Basically, I was ruminating over loads of unpleasant shit I don't wanna do and was starting to feel super overwhelmed. And that short list is just the tip of the iceberg of things I could get wildly worked up about.
I was lucky I stopped myself there with “800 miles per second”.
This is the speed Earthlings are hurtling through space. Or at least how a couple of people have calculated it.
When I remember I’m traveling at a crazy high speed without knowing how I got here, or where I’m going, or what’s gonna happen next; a wave of ease comes over me.
Just do one task at a time.
And then sit back and enjoy your trip through space.
Something else that works is remembering my unity experiences.
I’ve had a number of experiences where I felt at one with everyone and everything. I was able to see the perfection of the entire world.
And only one of those was drug induced.
The rest were just mystical experiences that came when I was really relaxed.
I saw the wholeness of everything in existence. No separation or lack or judgment of anyone or anything. Just 100% appreciation for being alive in a strange, beautiful world that’s brimming with so many contrasting and interesting experiences.
A Course In Miracles says that a miracle is simply “a shift in perception”.
And that’s exactly what remembering these things does for me.
That was my first of many miracles of the day.
Off to finish some paperwork at 800 miles per second.