There is no one I know who thinks that going to the dentist is fun…..necessary but certainly not how you would really like to be spending your time. Sometimes it is difficult for me to not be in fear of it since I experienced a childhood trauma sitting in that chair. I don’t remember how old I was when I first had a dentist appointment, but my sense is that I was pretty young. Anyway, I already had a fear of needles and when I saw the needle coming my way to give me Novocain…I pretty much freaked out. I refused to let him put that in my mouth. So for the next several minutes I sat in pain, my hands clenched to the sides of the chair while he drilled away. Now I wonder why anyone would agree to treat a child who refused anesthesia? Nevertheless, when my current dentist told me I needed to have a 50 year old filling replaced in preparation for a crown, (there were also a few minor fractures in that tooth) I was not a happy camper. 1 ½ hours in the chair. Before we started she asked if I would like to have gas (nitrous oxide) Wow, really???? You bet. So she gave me the dreaded Novocain, absolutely pain free, then put the oxygen mask on me. Ok, so now I’m sitting there with a wedge in my mouth to hold my mouth open, plus that rubbery thing they fasten in your mouth and the drilling going on and do I care? The answer to that would be NO. I’m pretty much in la la land. So I’m floating along when all of a sudden a clear, distinct thought comes into my mind, and it is this, “This is what it feels like to not worry.” Whoa……really? Freeze this moment, I want to say. I really want to remember this feeling, because it’s fairly new to me. It reminds me of the first time I got a massage. I distinctly remember getting off the table and being startled by the revelation that this is what it felt like to be totally relaxed in my body. Evidently a rare occurrence as well. So I know, as I’m sure most people do, that worry does no good, but that hasn’t stopped me. I’m sure it’s all tied up with what I have thought made me a good person, a good mother, a good friend. What kind of a mother would I be if I didn’t worry?…..isn’t that part of the job description? My children are soooo grateful I passed along this gene to them. (not) Aren’t we supposed to worry about our friends? Well, I believe it’s all a matter of degree. To what degree do we let worry block our joy? Our faith? Our ease? One day when I was stressing over an upcoming surgery, not life threatening, but the worry gene had taken over. My sister gave me a refrigerator magnet. It said, “Good morning, this is God. Today I’ll be handling all your problems and I won’t need your help, so relax and leave everything to me.” I think this a great antidote to the anxiety producing worry gene. Even if you don’t believe in God, or a Higher Power, or a universal intelligence, you might as well hand it all over to something, since we really have no control anyway over what might happen to our loved ones or our friends. The other antidote I’ve found helpful is prayer…it’s a way of handing it over, but also it does send out an energy of healing and protection to the person and to the field….. and I happen to believe that it works. It is a law that energy follows thought. At the very least it can lessen my anxiety. Since this is a Gemini month and Gemini is all about transmitting, and distributing, what I wish to transmit this month is my faith that everything is as it should be and all is working out according to a larger purpose and plan. When I can rest in that I am back in the dentist chair, floating along in la la land without a care in the world.
“Now that your worry has proved such an unlucrative business, why not find a better job?”
Hafiz
Let go of it all. Just remain in the center watching, and then forget you are there. Baba Hari Dass
“You don’t have to work everything out. It’s already working itself out.” Mooji
“Don’t let your mind bully your body into believing it must carry the burden of its worries.” Astrid Alauda