Knock Knock.
I know exactly when he likes to show up now. I figured him out. Weeks like this one, actually. When it seems all hell is breaking loose. I instantly become anxious, on edge. "Oh s***, I'm gonna lose myself again. I don't want to go back there. Will I be unable to stop the negative thoughts?" Apprehensive, now I'm completely on guard...
As I began to listen, something within me said to look more closely. So, I did. The message was: invite the Boogeyman in this time. Get to know him, instead of running...instead of fearing. Okay. "Come in Boogeyman." He came in and sat down on my living room sofa. I offered him some tea or coffee, plus a snack. He declined, but that's okay. At least he was nice about it, I thought. I then began to ask questions. I listened to his responses. I began to relax as the conversation continued.
You know what....it turns out that this Boogeyman is not so bad. Actually, it seems that this Boogeyman was just scared. Scared of being seen, scared of being invited into love.
I would have never known that...if I continued to avoid him. If I continued to see him as this big, daunting blob of darkness. Sometimes, we have to use a different approach. Sometimes, in order to go where we've never been, we have to humble ourselves to see life differently.