Worry, riding on her shoulder
like an unrelenting jockey,
cracks the whip and digs his heels
into her neck. The pain is pounding
louder than the thund’ring hoofbeats,
whooshing through her veins and muscles,
pushing through the cloud of logic —
Blinders taut, she’s hearing only
“Faster, faster! Harder, harder!”
Clamoring for front and center,
pressing for the winner’s circle,
Ego’s bellows drown Discernment.
Past Oblivion and further,
getting there before Contentment
catches up is all that matters.
“I am never upset for the reason I think.” – A Course in Miracles
When the hairdresser clips you entirely too close;
when your child shows a penchant for sass;
when the seminar speaker is waxing verbose;
when your hero falls flat on his ass …
and a flood of emotion’s creating a stink
in your mind, STOP! Consider the fact
that you’re never upset for the reason you think.
You can choose how you want to react.
If you scrape off the crust of resentment or rage,
you’ll uncover a cowering imp
that is clutching a plagiarized script. On the stage,
he’s an icon. Exposed, he’s a wimp.
His persona’s all hype — “too ferocious to tame” —
but he only appears to exist
in the absence of love. Simply call him by name,
“little fear,” and he’ll fade into mist.
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