Just for today
If anyone has attended any 12 meetings one is familiar with the reminder “Just for Today”. For the addict who has been held captive by the obsessive demand of the brain to addictively use alcohol, other mind-numbing drugs, money, gambling, power, sex, shopping or food one cannot imagine ever being able to ignore the demon in the brain for any length of time. The supportive members of 12 step programs will remind the addict that all they have to do is to stay free of active addiction “just for today”. In reality “just for today” may be “just for the next five minutes.
Anyone who has conquered difficult physical tasks such as riding a bike up a steep hill, running a marathon or any activity which seems to challenge one’s limits of endurance knows that one takes the same approach by setting very tiny goals. That goal may be the next tree or other marker, the next age in a tedious report which is due tomorrow, or the next minute in waiting results of the surgery of a loved one. If one attempts to look past those markers, one may get overwhelmed.
This past week there were more mass shootings in the United States. For the loved ones of those killed it is impossible to imagine living the next day, week or year without the loved one. Grief threatens to immobilize one and yet, most, will make funeral arrangements, notify family members, and handle the thousand and one details to which one must attend. One has little time for questioning whether one can get though each task because one tells oneself “They have to be done”. Yet, eventually, one’s motor turns to idle and one is faced with acceptance of the loss one minute at a time.
In some ways being forced to face such challenges is an opportunity to be fully present. Rather than having the grief seep out for the next decade or longer one is forced to face the full weight of it head on. Allowing oneself to experience the grief in this manner will, in the long run, feel better that attempting to avoid it.
The severely differently abled mother of a friend of mine recently died. There were days when it felt to my friend as if he did not have the energy to take care of her. There were days when he felt resentful of the responsibility which, except for short breaks, kept him tethered to her bedside or at least to the need to be constantly on call. Yet when she died, he felt sad and guilty for not always being lovingly/eager to take care of her. He now feels love unencumbered by responsibly or duty. He is now faced with the challenge of moving forward with his life. It was easy to say what he wanted to do when he was unable to act on those desires. Now he feels fearful of not being able to achieve his stated goals. Many people get stuck/immobilized. They may spend the rest of their life convinced they are unable to move forward. Yet, we know that any of us can take the next “step”. The next step for the now deceased mother of my friend was actually a crawl on the floor one inch or foot at a time. She did not focus on the final destination. Just the next crawling inch.
Just for today one can take a step. It one talked to anyone who has successfully reached a goal, he or she will say they did so one day, or one task at a time. No matter how relaxed the person may now seem he or she will tell you that they just kept putting one foot in front of the other. They may share that some challenges were easier to accomplish than others, but each challenge consisted of a series of small steps - a series of one step or one day at a time.
Written November 27, 2022
Jimmy F Pickett
coachpickett.org