A big part of my practice as a monk is getting separation from thoughts.
Being able to observe my thoughts … and creating some space between me and my thoughts.
All very well in theory.
Last week I texted a friend of mine to catch up and get some advice. She’s kind of a big deal. Runs a couple of 8-figure businesses. Has over a million followers. You get the picture.
And I didn’t get a response.
Nothing.
Crickets.
What was I thinking, asking her for advice? She’s too busy and important to waste her time on me. This is so embarrassing. Clearly I’ve overstepped, and she just doesn’t know the best way to tell me.
Or maybe, just maybe, she’s too embarrassed to want to catch up. Last time we spoke she was pretty vulnerable. She was telling me about her imposter syndrome, and how her actual life doesn’t really live up to the perception everyone has of her. Yeah, that must be it. Now she regrets sharing that with me, and our friendship is probably done.
That’s just a little window into what was going on in my head in the 24 hours between sending the text and finally getting her reply. Which was:
Pete! Yes of course! When do you have in mind?
One more lesson from the universe teaching me to pay less attention to the voices in my head.
