The Discomfort of Being Okay
I woke up feeling okay today.
There was nothing to fix.
No turmoil to quiet.
Nothing needing to be changed.
This was deeply unsettling.
“Surely there must be something wrong with me”, my mind moaned.
Unfortunately, nothing emerged.
I was stuck in my enoughness.
With nothing to worry about.
Nothing to do but be.
“Unacceptable!”
My mind kept searching.
I suppose I can work on this.
The discomfort of being okay.
Thank goodness, my work continues.
Love this - and so very true - such an undervalued sentiment - sometimes it’s hard to wake up to being ok - after years of not being so, or if your ‘ok’ is not what you imagined it to be …
Thank you for this reflection, It's a beautiful articulation of the paradox of being ok yet finding discomfort in not needing to fix or control anything. How the mind resists the simplicity of just being. Discomfort has been a recurring theme for me this week as well. I've been noticing how my clients resistance to their experiences mirrors my own tendencies—how I resist discomfort by creating scripts about how things "should" be for me to feel ok.