“The thing to do when you’re confused is to turn to your left and ask advice from your death. An immense amount of pettiness is dropped if your death makes a gesture to you, or if you catch a glimpse of it, or if you just have the feeling that your companion is watching you.” ~Don Juan
I’ve never been good at making decisions. I tend to get lost in the considering and weighing of all the possible options for so long that the actual making of a decision seems to slide ever-forward into the mist of confusion as I stay paralyzed in the endless loop of pondering. I need to find a way to exit this loop more quickly if I am ever going to make progress in the direction of my goals.
I do recognize that part of this confusion comes from worrying about what other people will think about the various options I am considering, but I am learning to let go of this need to please everyone else so I can listen to my own intuitive guidance for a change.
However, this whole process of discerning what my internal voice is trying to tell me is still new, so I often still find myself mired in confusion. It’s not always easy to reliably know whether I’m truly hearing the voice of my inner guidance or whether I’m hearing what my ego wants to hear or whether I’m simply hearing an echo of what someone else has told me to do in the situation.
So if I wish to avoid asking advice from others to be sure I’m following my own inner guidance and I don’t yet know how to effectively tune in to my own guidance, to whom do I go to ask for advice?
In The Wisdom of Yoga: A Seeker’s Guide to Extraordinary Living, Stephen Cope quotes the wonderful advice shown above that Yaqui shaman Don Juan once gave to his student Carlos Castaneda about what to do when confused.
I love this suggestion to ask advice from my death. That may well be the only way to cut through all the crap to see what really matters to me.
If I look at each decision from the perspective of my death, it highlights the aspects of the decision that are most meaningful. From that perspective, the earning potential, prestige, or security of any career choice I may make suddenly seem irrelevant. The degree to which I might make a difference, express my true talents and gifts, or live a full and fulfilled life suddenly come front and center as prime considerations.
There may also be plenty of times when seen from the perspective of my death that it will be apparent that the choice really doesn’t matter in the long run. What color couch would go best in my living room? You know, any choice will do as long as one gets made so I can get on with more important things. In cases like this I could save a lot of time and energy by just getting out a quarter and flipping it. Decision’s made! Move on.
So if you see me looking a lot to my left over the coming days, you’ll know exactly which companion I am consulting. I hope she will point the way clearly with whatever gesture she chooses to show me. I could really use the help these days.
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