What Does It Mean to Be Centred?
What does that mean to you?
Is this a state of being — reserved only for orange-robed monks living in mountain-top monasteries?
Is being centred only for ‘spiritual’ people?
Does it mean that you become soft-voiced, and limp-wristed, with a continual glazed look in your eyes?
Do you need to be passive and super-chill to be centred?
Always on a journey, never getting to anything?
Are only hippies centred?
Do you need to go full vegan to be a centred person?
I’ve spent a lot of my life in anxiety. Fidgety. Worried. In my thoughts.
And I will likely spend the rest of my life experiencing these things…
But these moments will diminish…
The more I remain ‘centred.’
Being centred is a momentary thing; as is being fidgety and distracted.
It is fleeting. It doesn’t define who we are — it defines our behaviour in a second.
Being ‘centred’ is a way of being that we can cultivate — leaning more and more into it so that it becomes an increasingly ubiquitous feature of our experience.
I am centred in some moments, and not in others. But I am becoming more centred overall.
The less centred we are, the more we are swayed by life’s frenzy, and the more we struggle.
The more I move to be centred, the more exhilarating of an adventure life becomes.
This is who I am when I am centred
I am less attached to the ‘significance’ of my thoughts and feelings.
I see these as part of the human condition — I don’t feel the need to stew, figure it all out, or panic when a feeling or a scary thought arises.
I allow them to reveal themselves like passing sign-posts, before floating by.
Just because I have a thought doesn’t mean I should do anything with it. I can choose in an instant, and let go.
I am free.
I know that I am the observer of these thoughts; I am not my thoughts.
As such, I am connected to the spirit that runs through all things, behind labels. It’s fun to know that I can connect with this energy, rather than the power of fear.
I am conscious, not self-conscious. I am ok to relinquish those things about me that I was hiding.
Triggers are opportunities to grow, not to defend myself.
I am connected, instead of separate.
My energy is less scattered because I am not a slave to my emotions and my ruminations; even my visions.
I go slow to notice things, and because I move slow, the world slows to meet me, and it all seems rather easy. Because I am more conscious and engaged, I can then speed up.
I sense the gaps in things. The silence behind the noise. The meaning behind the words. The surface-level intricacies and details too.
I am better able to ease into not knowing.
I live in awareness, and I know that awareness is all I need to be my most optimal at this moment.
I have accepted that the past could not have happened any other way.
I set goals and create plans that I use to inform an excited energy in me right now. These visions speak to my potential. But I don’t tie my egoic sense of self-worth to their attainment.
What happens happens, and I keep moving.
I relax into the conversation because I no longer try to impress or predict. I am given what I need in the gaps created by the stillness of thought.
Any temptation to ruminate is soon discharged by redirecting attention to what is right in front of me.
I know that if I can become centred with the small things, I can become centred with the big things.
Everything is an opportunity to play the game of returning to consciousness.
To being alive.
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