Today I was startled to find that the satin ribbon in my Meditations For Women Who Do Too Much marks February 27th as the last day that I read anything from this book. It seems somewhat ironic that so much time has lapsed when my entire life is currently devoted to slowing down and meditating.Yet, for some reason I haven't taken time to perform my formerly daily ritual of reading these lovely meditations written by Anne Wilson Schaef.
I am not sure if my neglect in this matter it is a good or a bad thing. Have I been too busy? If so - bad. Or have I been so relaxed that I haven't needed my daily fix? If so - isn't that good?
In any case, it is somewhat fortuitious that today when I finally found time to pick up the book, the daily meditation was focused on something that I have been thinking about. Well, to be honest, I haven't been thinking about it so much as listening to my dear friend *J* talk about it. The concept, or topic, was addiction to adrenaline, related to workaholism. I'm still busy trying to relax, so haven't given much needed attention to my workaholism problem. I do know that I need to start thinking about it. For now, *J* is reading a book on workaholism and sharing what she learns with me. Quite efficient on my part, don't you think?
Back to the meditation...here is what Schaef provided for today:
"They sicken of the calm who know the storm." (Dorothy Parker)
Ah, that adrenaline rush! How we love it! We are so accustomed to dealing with crisis that we get nervous when things get calm.
Many women who are recovering from workaholism and doing too much are beginning to recognize that they have become addicted to their own adrenaline rush. We used to get a "buzz" with the excitement of a new project or an impending deadline. We functioned best under pressure (or so we believed). We got nervous and tense when our lives became too quiet. We needed the emotional arousal. We needed our fix.
Fortunately we began to see that our adrenaline rushes were exhausting our bodies and our beings. Our addiction to our own adrenaline was as destructive to our bodies as drugs or alcohol. Recovery from adrenaline addiction has been a slow, painful process. Yet, we have the hope of a new life and the possibility of living it in a healthy body.
I have discovered that what I used to call numbness
may just be contentment, and contentment feels great.
Interesting. I'll have to think about this.