I find I’ve been using this wonderful Buddhist saying a lot lately. My daughter, Gaby, and I were discussing it this past Sunday. She’d been having a difficult time with one of her house-mates. I mentioned this saying to her and after we’d discussed what it meant Gaby liked it so much that she had me put it on two 3×5 cards – one to put in her bedroom and one to keep at work.
When you stop and take the time to think about it, it is really such a simple concept – yet it is very complicated and rich as well. “Pain is inevitable” – that part is pretty easy, right? Everyone gets some pain in life. Things happen that we didn’t want. Some things don’t happen that we do want. Big things happen that we don’t want. People close to us die. We become ill or injured. Big things don’t happen that we do want. We don’t get the job or promotion we wanted. The person we love doesn’t love us back. Little things happen that we don’t want. People cut us off in traffic. People say things that hurt our feelings. Little things don’t happen that we do want. We don’t find the perfect pair of jeans. The restaurant is all out of our favorite entrée.
We’re pretty clear on the pain part. We can all point to causes of pain.
So, how is suffering optional?
Suffering is what goes on in our minds after the painful event. It is the story we tell ourselves, over and over again. The story that we stick to, no matter what. The story that ruins our day, sometimes for many, many days on end.
Here’s a common one. Some idiot cuts me off in traffic. It’s really stupid because we both get stuck at the light two minutes later anyway. How irritating! There I was, minding my own business, and this idiot cuts right in front of me, makes me slam on my brakes and scares me half to death. I mean really, he almost hit my car. So what do I do? I fume about it. Later I tell the people at work how I almost ran off the road because of it. It annoys me all morning. My morning is ruined.
Hmmm…
Let’s look at that. I got cut off and was frightened. That’s the pain part. I fumed about it and let it ruin my morning. That’s the suffering part. By focusing on being upset I now gave the other driver the gift of my emotional state for the rest of the morning. I gave away my emotions by focusing my mind on the painful event.
How else might that have gone?
Once the painful event was over I could have done whatever it took to take care of myself, to use the event as a reminder to do a few things that make me feel better and put me in a great mood. First I could have taken the following few minutes to take some deep breaths to center myself and get my blood pressure and heart rate back to normal. Then I could have taken a few more minutes to feel grateful that I wasn’t seriously hurt and that my quick reflexes saved me from an accident. After that – whatever takes my fancy. Listen to music on the car radio, think about that vacation I’ve been planning, plan my weekend. By the time I arrive at work the incident would be forgotten and I’d be ready to enjoy my day.
Our attention is a gift. We can give it to ourselves by focusing on what feels good, brings us joy, makes our day fun and exciting – or we can choose to give it away to any idiot or jerk we come across. There are plenty of angry, unpleasant, rude people out there. We can focus on each of them and give them one of the most precious gifts we have: the gift of this one day (or hour, or week, or lifetime). We have choice, but instead of exercising that choice we often just keep on doing the same old stuff we’ve always done.
I don’t know about you, but I think I’ll give that gift to people and events that give me joy, that make my day better rather than worse. Gaby and I could spend the rest of the day complaining about her house-mate, but I think going for a walk at the Botanic Garden sounds like a much better day.
All the best,
Rita