The week before Thanksgiving I was hurrying to tie up loose ends at work. My imaginary clip board of lists was going to be perfectly checked off as tasks were being accomplished in splendid sequence. I was confident all would be settled before our travels. Once the house was spick and span I became the obnoxiously cheerful Christmas caroler buzzing around like one of Santa's helpers. Seemingly out of nowhere I was hit with some pervasive anxiety. Still jolly, I began implementing the guaranteed psychology tool of positive self-talk. After running to a client's house I noticed, the moment I was back in my car, the anxiety was still present. This observation began to penetrate my merriment. Annoyed that I had done the work of self-talk to no avail, I not so consciously tried to shrug off or ignore the pesty uneasiness. Later in the day, I had to meet another client at their place of employment. Back in the car I went and again was accompanied by the unpleasant feeling. At this...
Learning to love God, others, and self from a healthier place of attachment and security.