The Time I Narrowly Escaped Death At Costco

I love everything about Costco except for the walk in refrigerators.   Once I walk through the main door, I start dreading the polar regions of death.  By the time I actually get to the frosty threshold of the dairy products, I have worked myself up into a dramatic dither, where my body is completely tense.  Instead of Chris Rich grabbing 2 gallons of whole milk, my brain is convinced I am Rose on the way to my icy demise as the Titanic gets sucked into the Northern Atlantic.  Luckily I survive.  For the next few minutes I relax back into myself.  My negative thoughts cause me agony long before the temperature can even effect my body.  Suffering beforehand because I don't want to experience the cold; pre-suffering in a way.

Last time I was at Costco I tried an experiment.  Instead of letting my thoughts plunge down the frigid rabbit hole I have repeatedly practiced, I intentionally chose not to let my brain go wild.  I traded the Arctic expedition story for the thought, "it will be cold when you get there and you can handle it".  Instead of resisting and tensing up, I relaxed my shoulders and leaned into the cold.  Yes, the 45 seconds was chilly, but I only needed to be uncomfortable for that short time. 

What areas are you doing this in your life?  Is there a future event that you  are dreading;  a dentist appointment, a public speaking event, or telling your parents your spouse is in the middle of a faith transition.  Do you want to suffer before, during and after?  If not, let's talk.  I would love to help you.  Email me and let's set up a free consultation.